"It's not my fault you don't know the difference between a fish and a mammal. Very different things, bub. And it's also not my fault I'm just always right. It's part of my charm.
"Your charm was one of the things to win me over. But all of you kept me. Your jokes, your pickup lines, all of you. From every part of your personality to the way your eyes crinkle when you laugh. All of you. Now all of you is what I miss. Not a moment goes by where I don't think of you.
"I see a coffee cup and remember the one you broke one of the times we were play fighting in my kitchen. I see someone skating down the street and I immediately think of you and all those times I sang Sk8er Boi over and over just to annoy you. Worst of all I catch a glance of one of your hoodies where I shunned them in the back of my closet and I just want to wrap myself up in it like all the times we would just be interlaced.
"Yeah, okay, I may not have had the most experience with cuddling before you. However, I most definitely had never experienced the way we did it. Our legs completely tangled up to where we struggled to get back up. I kept one hand in a pocket of yours, any I could. The other hand belonged to your hands to mess with. Occasionally the pocket hand would be in your hair. And we would just talk and laugh until we both fell asleep.
"I miss that the most. Being asleep next to you feeling like nothing bad could get to me. I've never felt so secure. And, fuck, Coop, I miss it. Your warmth and your smile and your laugh and your hair and your cuddles and your heartbeat while I lay on your chest and your comfort and your love and your everything. All of it. I've felt so empty since you've been away from me. I miss you, Coop."
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voicemails • cscoop
Fanfiction"They were meant to be. I brought that up and my mom brought you up. Cute, huh? My mom thinks we're soulmates, Coop." Where two people who wrongly took a break from each other communicate through voicemails, dancing around their wanting for the othe...
