i live you - benjey

part twenty-four <3

a/n: i'm going to upload more i PROMISE i'm sorry

BENJI POV

"the plane is shaking so much," i say. "bitch, that's why i woke you up. i'm scared," jorge is grabbing onto my arm. "don't worry, we have about maybe twenty hours left? or something like that." "twenty??" "yes." i feel jorge cuddling up to me. "should we film a youtube video?" i ask. "if you want," he's half asleep. "okay, i will."

"b-benji can you not do-do it now. "i'm... i-i'm scared," jorge is shaking. "jorge, don't be scared. it's fine. i'm here, okay?" i say. "b-benji please don't f-film... i don't want e-everyone to see me l-like this, even y-you," he tells me. "jorge please. i know you're scared but it's not even that bad. you can deal with it, don't be a baby." "f-fine. whatever," jorge says, tearing up.

i started to film, but a few minutes in i stopped.

i felt terrible, like a bad boyfriend, for not being there for him. i shouldn't of filmed. i should of listened to jorge. i felt HORRIBLE for doing that to him.  "jorge..." i said, trying to get a hold of his arm. he slapped my hand lightly and turned away from me. "jorge, i'm sorry," i said. i could hear him crying. i was starting to tear up. "just leave me alone for now," he said, crying, while putting the blanket over his head.

"bubba, i'm sorry. i deleted the film and i promise to be here for you. i may not be afraid but i'm here to listen to you and be here for you. are you okay?" i said. "i'm not okay, thank you very much. you hurt my feelings. you wouldn't listen to me."

"i'm sorry. please, just forgive me." i went to grab his waist as i pulled myself in to cuddle him. he slapped my arm lightly again. "leave me alone!" he yelled. i was now crying, wishing i would of listened to him. i was afraid we were going to divorce over this. "you're not... divorcing me, right?" i asked. i waited for a response but i didn't get one. jorge was on his phone, scrolling through tiktok, while eating jello. "could i have some?" he didn't respond to me. he was still crying, so i went in for a cuddle one last time. i placed my arms around his waist and placed my head on his back. jorge didn't do anything about it this time, but he didn't reply to me. i started to drift asleep, but then jorge said, "i'm still mad at you, you know that right?"

"i know... i'm sorry. i didn't mean it. i was being a bitch and i don't even deserve you. i understand if you don't want to be with me anymore. i don't deserve to be forgave. i love you and i'm sorry." jorge turned around and faced me. "it's okay. i'm still mad but it's okay. i love you too." he kissed me for a minute or two. "i thought you were mad at me," i said. "your lips seemed so soft though..." he said while blushing. "aww jorge!" i leaned my head on his chest and i placed my hands on his waist again and drifted off to sleep. "goodnight bubba. i love you."

"i love you more." "impossible." "possible."