~Clinton's POV~
"Thank you for helping me... Even if it is just.. listening to me talk.. I know it's a huge thing to ask sometimes.." "But I really appreciate you.. and No one's ever really respected my boundaries like that.." "I've told people I'm sensitive.. and they kept pushing. So... Thank you for being respectful." I explained softly.
"Of course love bug,any time. That's what family's for. That's what best friends are for. I'm really grateful and humbled that you're this comforting with me... And all of us." "I'm glad I- we could could give you- help you find... some closure." He replied way too sweetly.
"Come on,take some credit for yourself. You work way too hard not too. It's not selfish you know?" I replied,softly chuckling as I nudged his shoulder.
"yea,yea no yea,I Know. I know. I'm working on that. I'm making progress. it's Slow,but it's sure.. I can promise you that." He replied.
I played with his fingers and nodded with a light smile. "I understand. I still sometimes slip up on that too. We'll get there.. together." I replied reassuringly.
"You're way too kind for your own good." He softly chuckled.
"And I'm not making fun of you for it.. it's just funny to me cause I'm always told depression and healing is different for everyone." "And we have a lot of habits.. good and bad in common. And it makes me really happy." "Cause I know I'm not alone in it,but I still feel like it a majority of the time.. but you.. you're helping me fight that." He explained fondly.
"Yea,that was definitely the... Most difficult lesson for me to learn and overcome.. even after all the therapy.." "but we'll get there. We will." I replied with a light sigh.
He hummed and nodded. "it's nice to have such refreshing perspective.. don't get me wrong.. The guys have always helped me,but..." "Sometimes an new perspective we haven't heard before really helps keep me motivated for longer periods." "I appreciate you." He explained endearingly.
"I totally get what you're saying! I most definitely,strongly agree! I really appreciate how casual you are about this.." "A mass amount if times I've tried to bring it up like you are right now,it blows up in my face." "Tear filled Yelling matches and all. I greatly appreciate you being so cool and level headed about this." I replied lovingly.
He kissed the top of my head. "Yea I know how that feels. I try not to focus on the past too much now.. I'm getting better at it." "But that's why I appreciate you so much. I enjoy your personality and just.. your over all energy." "You're different,in all the best ways,on top of the fact that you make Mitty... The happiest I've ever seen him... In.. years." "You're a miracle,and I'm grateful as fuck." He explained.
"Fuck!!" I said loudly.
"Fuck!!" Clinton said equally loudly.
"FUCK!!" I hollered with a laugh!
"FUCK!" He yelled and let out a laugh.
We laid down laughing till we were breathless. After a moment,We caught our breaths,and Smiled at each other.
"I haven't done that in a long long time. I forgot how refreshing that is!" He beamed!
"I know,right!?" I giggled!
"Damn,this has been the best day ever." He breathed.
"Yea man." I sighed contentedly.
"I'm fucking starving. Let's get dinner yea?" Clinton asked,getting up.
"Sounds like heaven." I replied,sitting up.
He offered me his hands,and I took them. He pulled me to my feet,and we went inside.
"All good?" Kras asked,walking over with two bottles of soda.
"Fuckin amazing man. I'm really happy." Clinton replied.
They hugged,then Mitty walked over and hugged Clinton. "I'm so God damn thankful you're happy. That makes me the happiest." Mitty replied with a fond smile.
Clinton nodded and his smile grew. "Like you deserve baby bro." He replied.
We all laughed. "Oh I haven't heard that in some time! You really are up there huh?" Mitty asked fondly.
"Future little sister in law man.. damn she's really something else.. she's spectacular." He replied.
"Aww! Thank you!" I replied endearingly. I kissed his cheek as he hugged me.
We grabbed some plates of dinner and cuddled up in the living room, and started a new movie.
