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milo winter

i slowly made my way upstairs to milo and i's bedroom.

"i don't know man i just think it's too much," i heard milo say.

i turned around, assuming it was a private conversation until i hear the next part.

"she's just too clingy," he sighs.

i stop dead in my tracks and convince myself that it was okay to listen since it was about me.

"she always has to tag along wherever i go and she's constantly just all over me," he tells his friend.

"she just loves you," his friend defends.

"i mean she's a great girlfriend and i love her so much but jeez she can be clingy as hell," milo continues to rant.

i make my way downstairs and onto the couch. i decide to stick to myself more and to turn on some netflix.

"hey love," milo greets after coming downstairs.

"hey," i dryly reply.

"whatcha watchin?" he asks.

"netflix," i tell him.

"oh well can i lay with you?" he asks.

"i'm comfortable right now," i tell him with my eyes fixed on the screen.

"oh um okay i'll be upstairs," he states while going back to our room.

i keep my eyes trained on the tv and wipe away the fallen tear.

———

"you're so fucking clingy!" my ex screamed at me.

"please, i'm sorry ill give you space," i beg.

his hand collided with my cheek and an immediate burning feeling took over.

"i hate you!" he screamed.

———

milo's different, milo's different, milo's different i told myself.

after a lot of netflix, i finally decide to go upstairs and get some sleep.  i open the door to a groggy milo laying on the bed and scrolling through his phone.

"hey love, you ready for some sleep?" he asks.

"yeah," i quickly say.

i get changed and brush my teeth before lying down next to him with space in between.

"come here so i can cuddle you," he tells me.

"no that's okay," i say and put the covers on me.

i feel milo shift on the bed and i turn over to see that he's sitting.

"what's wrong ?" he questions.

"nothing i just don't want to cuddle," i lie.

"you haven't wanted to talk to me, lay with me, anything all day so what did i do or what's wrong?" he asks.

"nothing i just don't want to be clingy," i whisper.

there's a moment of silence and i close my eyes to try to just go to sleep.

"i'm sorry," he apologizes.

"no you're right so it's okay," i tell him.

"no it's not and it's not even true. i don't even know why i said that because i love not going anywhere alone and being able to hold you all day, those are the favorite parts of my day," he explains.

"like i said it's fine milo, we should get some sleep," i quickly tell him.

"hey," he says while shaking my arm, "can you sit and talk to me? please?"

i sit up and look at him while playing with my fingers.

"i'm sorry princess okay? i don't know why i said that because i truly did not mean it and i'm so sorry okay? you deserve to be mad and ignore me for that now but if you being clingy means everyday life than be super clingy at all times okay? i love you so so much princess."

"i forgive you but i just might be iffy for the next few days," i tell him.

"can we at least cuddle though ? i don't know if i can sleep if not," he says with puppy dog eyes.

i smile at his adorableness and nod before lying down and getting comfy. milo wraps his arms around me and gets comfortable as well.

"goodnight princess, i love you so so much," he whispers in my ear.

"i love you more," i tell him.