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I pile another blanket on top of the duvet and sink into the sheets and pillows of the bed as another sneeze emerges, tickling my pink nose, raw from blowing it. My puffy eyes stare out the window of mine and my boyfriend, Daniel's two story apartment at the deteriorating tree with a branch scraping against the window from the wind.

Daniel should be back from the store any minute now; I sent him out to get some cough drops and more tissues almost half an hour ago and the store is just around the corner. Sliding myself upright against the pillows, I pluck a tissue from the nearly-empty box on the nightstand and blow my nose aggressively. Being sick is not the classiest of lifestyles.

My ears didn't even pick up the sound of the front door opening and closing due to all the pressure in my head.

"Baby?"

I look over to see Daniel standing in the door frame with his arms full of stuff all the way up to his chin.

"You were gone for a while," I chuckle and speak with a gravelly voice.

My eyes glaze over all the items Daniel is struggling to hold. He's holding a box of cheez-it's, and sat on top of that is a coloring book and a mega box of crayons, a box of Hot Tamales, a box of tissues is stacked on top of those and being held in place with his chin, and in his left hand is a gorgeous bouquet of sunflowers.

My heart swells at the sight of him just holding a bunch of presents he brought for me and there's no doubt in my mind that I've found the one I will love forever.

"Your cough drops fell on the trip from the car to here, but I got them," he says, carefully setting all the items down on the bed.

"Babe you did this all just for me?" I ask, looking down at the bed then back at his pretty baby blues.

"Yeah I just wanted to cheer you up," he shrugs sheepishly.

"I don't deserve you," I smile at him and wrap my arms around his neck.

"I say the same thing about you," he admits, resting his hands on my lower back.

"Maybe we deserve each other; god must've brought me to you for a reason," I think out loud.

"I'm so grateful that he did," he says dreamily.

11 November 2017

Clutching my heavy textbooks, I walk against the intense, harsh wind stinging my cheeks, turning them pink. Finally, I reach the door of my favorite cozy cafe.

I'm in such a hurry I can't prevent the human sandwich happening before my eyes. A guy bumps into me, making me brow my books and papers. Of course my homework goes flying around me, that's just my luck.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry," the boy speaks, dropping to his knees to help me gather my papers.

"If you would've looked where you were going you wouldn't have to apologize in the first place," I speak, annoyed at the inconvenient wind.

I stand back up and the guy hands me my papers and I can't help but notice his very blue eyes, holding a guilty expression.

"Let me make it up to you," he starts and looks at the door to the cafe. "I'll buy you a coffee."

I examine the boy in front of me. He seems to feel really bad, unlike most people who showed no mercy in high school.

"Make it a tea and you've got yourself a deal."

"You don't like coffee?" he asks.

"Nope."

I really shouldn't be socializing right now with the stack of work I need to complete for psychology class, but I'm charmed; one drink won't hurt.

I grab a seat at my favorite table and set down my school bag and textbooks.

A thirty minute cup of coffee turned into an hour long cup of coffee, and an hour long cup of coffee turned into us going to his apartment off campus.

"You have a lovely place," I scope out the surprisingly tidy space.

Over drinks, I learned that his name is Daniel, he is a psych major like me so we've probably crossed paths before, and he used to play football in high school.

"Thanks, I have two messy roommates, just know that it's clean because of me," he laughs.

I smile and take a look at the picture in its frame on the wall, "is this them?" A tall blonde boy stands beside Daniel and beside him is a tall dark haired boy. They look more like men if you ask me.

"Yeah, that's them," he says, and goes on to explain the picture.

That night I never got around to doing my homework, I was far too occupied.

Things took an unexpected turn that led us to the bedroom.

My back hits the cool, squishy surface of his linen-covered mattress.

Our lips entangled with one another's, speaking like poetry, wistful and passionate. My cold hands around his warm neck, feeling his quick pulse as he undresses me.

My eyes burn through his exquisite features like a forest fire, while his ocean blue eyes wash over my features like a tsunami.

"Is this okay?" He speaks softly, running his knuckle along the slit of my clothed heat.

I nod, biting my lip.

I pull his lips back to mine as if it were a gravitational pull, as his fingers dance along my skin in the most beautiful way. His hand dips into my underwear, causing my eyebrows to knit together in pleasure.

Two warm fingers enter me, and I gasp needing the feeling more than ever.

I've never been touched like this before, that's what makes this encounter so...dire.

We undress each other until there's nothing left.

"Do you want to do this?" he asks lowly, ghosting his lips along my neck, tempting me.

"Yes," I answer. I'm too far gone.

And with that, he enters me. I let him in past my walls, spiritually and physically, shocking myself. But it feels so good. Daniel thrusts into me deeply each time, leaving me speechless.

"Oh god," I gasp, my eyes fluttering closed, leaving just my body with the feeling, intensifying my sense of touch.

That's not even the best part; when we pushed each other to the brim, orgasming together was the best part. He intertwined our hands and brought them above my head, pinning them to the pillow above me. He moaned quietly, and it sounded perfect.

I figured that would be the last time I see him, but little did I know I was very wrong.

"What are you thinking about?" Daniel asks, moving a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Nothing," I smile contently to myself and bury my head in the curved structure of his neck.

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