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・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. two months later
"DO YOU GUYS EVER stop kissing each other?" theo asked out of annoyance. boris and i only laughed.
"sucks to suck theo," i joke before pulling boris into another kiss. theo falsely gagged at my action.
"you know you can't do all of this when we go to school next week, right?" he said rolling his eyes.
"do not bring up school potter! we have fun for now," boris broke our kiss to say.
"i totally forgot about school-- and that i'm a runaway. how does that work?" i ask nervously. despite all the fun i was having with my favorite boys, i couldn't help but to be scared that somehow my parents would find me here.
"i'm sure they'll be able to pull up your transcripts for your classes, you'll be fine. besides, you're from [your city, state, or country] right? no way anyone'll find you here." theo assured. i shrugged.
"yeah, i hope so."
"okay theo you took the fun. принцесса let's make out again, yeah?" boris said, cupping my face. i pulled his hands away.
"not now bubba, i wanna go shower."
"okay? i come with yes?" he asked hopefully. i giggled.
"no boris, by myself."
he sighed. "if you wish."
"i do wish," i say before pecking his cheek. "theo you wanna go back to school shopping later?"
"yes!" he exclaimed.
"say less."
✭
theo, boris, and i walked miles to a walmart to steal school supplies and although it was fun, when we got home we were almost all fatigued. i laid on boris' bare chest as a fan blew cool air on our sweaty skin, satisfying us both. school and my parents were lingering on my mind all day, and i really needed to talk about it before anxiousness ate me up inside.
"boris?" i ask, lifting myself up from his chest. he sat up.
"yes detka?" he asked.
confused i reply, "detka?"
he laughed. "yes baby?"
i smiled before it turned into a frown once more. "i really need to get something off my chest."
he sat up to give me his full attention while i played with his fingers, trying to get my thoughts together. "continue, i listen."
i sighed. "boris, i-i'm just, i'm just so scared you know? like if my parents find me then they'll dedicate their lives to ruining mine and even worse, they'll take me from you."
he nodded before grabbing both of my hands, rubbing the back of them.
"if they ever take you, i will find you. i, what's the word? promise? yes, i promise y/n."
i smiled as a tear streamed down my right cheek. "boris why do you put up with me?"
"because you are my heart. now no more crying, give me kisses!"
i cupped his face, planting small kisses on each and everyone of his freckles.
