today wasnt a very good day for you at work.
you got home to you and colbys shared appartment.
you opened the door and saw colby on the couch.
he turned his head around quickly and smiled at you.
"hey baby, welcome home."
"hey...", you said quietly.
colby sighed and got off the couch, "another bad day?", he frowned.
you nodded in response weakly, and colby smiled and opened his arms.
"im right here."
you threw down your keys and ran to colby.
jumping onto him and wrapping your legs around his waist and you buried your head in his neck.
he giggled and put in hands under your thighs to keep you up.
you hugged him for a bit and lifted your head up, and sweetly kissed him cupping his cheeks.
you both kissed for a minute or two and you pulled away and rested your forehead on his, looking into his eyes.
you draped your arms over his borad shoulders and played with little pieces of his hair.
"i love you cole robert brock."
"i love you more y/f/n."
"thats impossible."
"mmm, not really."
"wanna bet?"
"yes i do.", colby smirked.
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colby brock imagines
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