"Hey, what are you doing?" a soft voice called from behind you, while you stood outside, watching the slow waves from your small house at a lonely beach.
"Just watching the ocean ..." you smiled at the blonde-haired girl.
She grinned back while seating herself down beside you.
She patted beneath you, symbolizing that you should sit down as well.
You giggled and did so.
"What do you want for dinner, hun?" you asked your girlfriend, as she pulled her long hair into a ponytail, tying it with a black hair tie.
"I don't want you to overwork like the last time ... How about a simple sandwich and a nice glass full of wine? And I promise tomorrow I'll go grocery shopping near the town ..." she said, slinging her arm around your waist.
"Deal." you grinned, leaning into her touch.
You laid your head down on her shoulder, as she kissed the top of it gently.
The two of you watched as the sun slowly sunk, but before it was gone, you got inside and brought dinner, a blanket and some fairy lights outside.
The both you were cuddled up in the blanket, finishing the sandwiches you had made.
With the third glass of wine already, Rachel took a sip before happily looking at you, her eyes sparkling with true love.
"You know, I'm so glad you're here and always putting up with my shit ... It shows me that you're really wanting to be here ... I love you more than words can describe!" she honestly told you to which you truthfully smiled at her, the most beautiful smile she had ever seen.
"Rachel, don't thank me for that! Just like you said, I want to be here! I decided to come with you, because I love you! There was no point in staying in Arcadia Bay, I love it here." you stated, taking her face in between your hands.
She flashed you a smile, probably brighter than any light right now.
"I love you" she said bluntly.
"I love you too, honey. A lot." you said as she leaned in and kissed you.
"I will never leave you, promise me you won't either." she said anxiously.
"Oh sweetheart, I would never, I promise you. For nothing on this planet. Why would you think that?" you asked with a giggle.
"I'm scared someone will take you from me. Someone better. Maybe a cool dude with a handsome face," Rachel had to laugh at her own statement.
"Aw, Rachel! No! Boys are so problematic sometimes, I'm glad that I have you!" you said honestly, pausing a little before speaking up again.
"I'm yours and you are mine. No one will take me from you."
And with that, both of you fell asleep safely in each other's arms on your porch.
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