You and Me, Forever

Aging

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I'm slowly gaining back my consciousness as I feel small, butterfly-like kisses all over my face. I recognize the familiar lips faster than I could process anything around me and a smile creeps to my lips immediately.

"Good morning, Baby!" I hear his angelic voice coming from very close and a kiss follows his words right under my ear.

The silky sheets are soft against my skin, but the muscular arm that hugs me close to a hard body feels so much better. His bare chest touches the skin on my back where my tank top doesn't cover and my hands find his on my stomach, lacing our fingers together.

"Five more mins," I mumble into the pillow even though I know I won't be able to fall asleep now that I'm awake.

"Anything for my birthday girl," he murmurs against my shoulder and realization hits me hard.

It really is my birthday.

My body tenses for a moment before I manage to regain my peaceful state, but it's too late. Shawn knows me too well.

"What's wrong?" he asks nuzzling his nose into my neck.

"Nothing," I sigh turning around in his hold to face him with a wide smile which is more like because I get to wake up next to him, not because I got a year older again.

"There is something, I felt your body tense up. I didn't miss the date, did I?" Panic shoots through his face as he tries to put the picture together, but I just shake my head laughing.

"No, you got it right."

"Then what is it? I want my girl to have the best day, we can't start like this," he tells me with a boyish smile and I can't help but lift my head and press a kiss to his soft lips.

We lie there for a while as I'm tracing his jawline with my finger, hoping he would just ditch it, but he looks too persistent and I know he won't stop.

"I just..." I let out a sigh turning my gaze at the ceiling. "I'm having a hard time acknowledging that I age."

He gives me a confused look.

"Babe, I hope you realize that everyone ages."

"Thanks, Captain Obvious," I roll my eyes at him. His hand slides to my waist under the cover and his thumb is gently massaging my skin in a circle. "I know that, but it's just giving me anxiety. Especially since I've been with you."

Now I just made him even more confused with what I just said, he furrows his eyebrows at me in total confusion as he fails to understand what I'm trying to tell him.

"How do I come into the picture?"
"You're younger than me. I'm 23, you're turning 21." Now he rolls his eyes at me.

"Babe, it's not like two decades, just a little more than two years."

"Yeah, but..." I stop myself from finishing the sentence, because I don't think I would be able to put it into the right words, but Shawn doesn't let go of it.

"But what? Tell me!" He kisses my nose stroking a few wild locks of hair out of my face.

"One of the guys that I had a thing going on was younger than me and I got so many comments on it from people, they basically made me feel bad for having feelings for a younger person. Which I know is stupid, because age is just a number, but I always felt like I'm too immature because of this. Like I'm behind, does this make any sense?" I look at him worried.

I've been struggling with these feelings for a long time not. Aging in high school was cool. Turning sixteen, seventeen and then eighteen were fun, these were important and I was waiting for them to happen. But then it all started to turn around. When I turned twenty I realized I'm not a kid anymore and thinking about how much my life has changed lately makes me scared and worried if I'm doing things right.

Shawn pushes himself up on one arm looking down at me with a different expression than what I was expecting. The confusion is gone, now his hazel eyes are warm and kind as they meet mine.

"What else makes you believe you are behind?" he kindly asks and I let out another sigh.

"Lately everything," I mumble. "College turned out to be harder than I thought, you are basically my first ever serious boyfriend and we've been together for eight months, which means I didn't have a real relationship until I was 22. All my friends started dating at 16, it made me feel bad even back then. And I still don't know where my life is really going."

The uneasy feeling spreads in my body as I'm getting anxious about all these things again, but then Shawn leans down and captures my lips in a slow and sweet kiss that immediately makes my mind go blank and only think about him. When we part I'm met with his warm gaze once again.

"Baby, college is hard for a lot of people. Some of us just doesn't go well with that system. But you finished it anyway, so be proud of yourself. You already went farther than me on that field," he chuckles making me smile. "Me being your first serious boyfriend is making me incredibly happy, wanna know why?"

"Why?" I ask shyly.

"Because I know that you had flings here and there in the past, but neither of them ended up with you. Me being the first person to jump the scale is just an honor, because it tells me I'm doing it right. And I'm also happy I get to give you the first experiences in a relationship that you deserve."

I'm basically melting from his words, I cup his face in my hands as I caress his cheeks trying to put all my love for him into my actions.

"And about the last part... Your life is going right no matter what you do, because you are the only one living it, you are the one forming it and whatever you do, that's the best because no one can do it better than you."

After his last word he leans down kissing me once again and I eagerly return it, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"How are you so wise at only 20?" I ask chuckling.

"I'm 30 in mind," he says with a serious face, making me laugh.

"Then I guess our age gap has turned."

"Oh no, you are still like a milf compared to me," he scoffs jokingly, making me gasp and smack his chest playfully.

"I'm not a milf! Take that back!"

"Why? There is nothing wrong with being a hot milf, babe," he teases me some more before I smack my hand on his mouth stopping him from saying anything else.

"You're dancing on my nerves, Mendes," I warn him giving him a threatening look, but it just makes him laugh as he peels my hand off of his mouth.

"Calm down, Baby. You know you are the freshest chick, a hot babe, my beautiful queen."

I start laughing at his words, this is so not him, but it makes him the biggest dork.

"Oh my God, Shawn, just stop it," I ask him pecking his lips shortly.

"Okay, okay," he grins down at me. "But you have to know that one day, when you'll be an actual milf after having our kids, you'll still be my number one girl."

"I hope you know if I turn into a milf, that will make you a dilf," I warn him, but I don't see the slightest sign of worry on his face, just a smug smile.

"I know. Can't wait." I laugh in disbelief as he leans down kissing me. "Okay, let's get ready, I have the whole day planned out for you baby."

He pushes the cover off of his body and I watch him stand up, wearing only his boxers. His muscular back is just giving me the naughtiest thoughts. As if he senses my greedy eyes on him, he stops and looks back at me over his shoulder.

"Are you checking me out?"

"Hell yes," I grin at him satisfied, tugging an arm under my head. He licks his lips playfully and even winks at me before turning back.

"You have time until I take a shower, but I don't want to find you asleep when I come back!" he warns me disappearing in the bathroom. The door closes behind him, but a moment later it opens and his head pops out. "Or you can join me in the shower," he offers arching an eyebrow and I kick the covers off faster than ever as I launch at him gladly accepting the invitation.

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