Tim had been out on the job all weekend. A group of campers had wandered a bit too far into the forest for the Operators liking. So the boys had been sent out to take care of it. The campers had put up a good fight, he will admit. But business is business. So when they had finished reporting to the Operator, his only thoughts were to get to his cabin and get a good sleep. And to you, good lord he was so happy to have you.
You and Tim had met each other around the time Marble Hornets was beginning. It was actually Alex Kralie who introduced you two. Ya know, before he went off his rails. It wasn't love a first sight or any of that. No it was how you had seemed to just, melt into his life. Like a glass finally being filled with your favorite beverage. You two went through everything together, survived together despite the forces after you. And he wouldn't trade it for the world.
It was around 11:00pm when he made it back to your house. Thinking you would be asleep he entered quietly as to not to wake you. He'd rather go toe to toe with the rake before he woke you up again. If you think he was scary then wait till someone disturbs your sleep. It even scared Brian. So imagine his surprise and horror when he discovered you in the kitchen drinking tea.
"Well this is a surprise" he laughed nervously. You only stared at him. Several moments passed before you spoke. "How was work, dear?" He almost sighed with relief when he realized you weren't angry. "Same ol same ol. Just some campers getting a bit close. Even put up a fight, the little fuckers." he answered walking over to the fridge to grab a drink. "I can see that," you said, taking in the fact he was covered in dirt and limping.
Getting up and wrapping your arms around him. "Well why don't you finish that and we'll go get you cleaned up." you said in a playful tone, quickly kissing him and going to put your cup up. As you wait for him to finish his drink you run upstairs to find him some comfortable clothes. You were more than willing to help him after a long day. After all, he always returned to you.
As you're turning on the shower you hear Tim call from the bedroom, "(Y/n), darling have you seen the remote?"
"Yeah, it's on my side of the bed, but you can worry about that later. Get in here and take a shower before I drag you in here myself!" You hear quick footsteps and a moment later he's at the door. Taking the rest of your clothes, you turn around and help him get undressed.
Turning on soft music you pull him into the shower, letting the warm water fall onto your shoulders. You pour soap into your hand, and move to wash his hair as he runs his hands up and down your figure slowly. They were rough from years of hard work, yet so soft. And they fit so perfectly with yours. While rinsing his hair out you can't help but find yourself staring at him. This man was yours, and you were his. And you wouldn't change it for the world. If he were to die, you'd kill the Operator and everyone involved.
"Do I ever tell you how much I love you?" he spoke as he drew circles on your back. "Only every single minute of every day, love." you mused. "Oh really, gonna have to make that every second now ain't I." "Hush you, now, finish washing off and let's get ready for bed." "Yes darlin'," he said, giving you that smile that never failed to give you butterflies.
Slipping out of the shower you wrap a towel around you and walk to the bedroom. Walking to your shared dresser, you decide you were going to wear one of his shirts. Just as you finish putting it on you feel arms wrap around you. He was humming along with the song as he spun you around, swaying.
"I wish we could stay like this forever." you said as you lean into him. He only hummed in agreement. You stayed there, swaying with the occasional kiss, till the song ended. As you both climbed into bed, he wrapped his arms around you. Forcing you to move closer to him.
"I love you (y/n)."
"I love you too dear."
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