You get me - Boris Pavlikovsky x reader

The last moments

I walked to the park, feeling nervous yet excited. I carried the money in my mother's handbag. It was one of the few things she left behind. All her things were also kept in this bag, I had kept it even after all these years. I didn't ever want to forget her and it was like I had a piece of her with me. It was the closest thing I had to being with my mum. In her handbag I also carried the few belongings I had: a journal which carried my deepest thoughts and in which I had been writing in for a long time, a toothbrush, a hairbrush, and one change of clothes. I didn't have much space and I had figured once we'd get to NYC, we'd buy stuff. 

I had decided to leave a note for my father which read: Dear Dad, you always run away from me and I've decided its my turn. I want to live and enjoy my life, I'm sick of this town and I'm sick of you. I've decided I want to start fresh, don't come looking for me, if you even do care or read this message, because I will never be coming back. You won't see me again, ever. Goodbye -  (Y/N).

If i ever wanted to turn back, I remined myself that I wanted this. I deserved better and I was going to do this. I wasn't going to be alone, Boris would be by my side throughout everything, he always was. 

As I approached the park I noticed Boris was already there. He was lying down. "Boris?" I yelled. He didn't reply. What was going on? As i reached the swings, I saw Boris sound asleep on the floor. I giggled to myself, he looked so cute asleep. I decided to lie down next to him. I ruffled his curly hair and kissed him on the forehead, "Wake up sleepyhead," I said.

Boris groaned. "(Y/N)?" He yawned and shielded his eyes from the rising sun.

I smiled. "I'm right here,"

Suddenly Boris grabbed me in his arms and I found myself lying on the floor, Boris on top of me. He was quick. "You know what's happening today?" Boris asked, he bent down and kissed me on the forehead, stroking my hair. I giggled.

"It's the start of our new and exciting future, just you and me," Boris said. I smirked before flipping us over so I was now on top.

"You and me, together, running away to NYC... I like the sound of that," I bent down and kissed him passionately on the lips. Boris slowly sat up, holding onto my back. His hands slowly moved to my neck. I reached under his sweater, letting my hands roam his chest. We kissed for what seemed like forever when we finally unattached our lips. Our breaths were heavy as we both lay in each other's arms, watching the sun rise. 

"(Y/N) I'm going to be honest with you, my dad found out about the money, but its ok, I'm fine and I didn't tell him anything about how you had the money."

"Boris! Oh no, are you okay? I am so sorry, I didn't mean for this to go that far, tell me everything. What did he do?"

"(Y/N), you have no reason to apologise, It's my fault. You warned me of the consequences and tried to stop me but I didn't. I was being reckless and stubborn and I had to face the punishment. I'm sorry (Y/N), not you, don't ever say you're sorry or blame yourself for my mistakes. And about what happened, you don't need to worry about me. All you need to know is that I'm fine. Its okay. I stood up to my dad and told him about how I truly felt, then I ran out of the house. He knows not to come looking for me and its not like he ever will. But enough about me, what about you? How are you feeling, no trouble getting out of the house?"

Boris was holding me in his arms. I looked at up him, still feeling a little uneasy. He looked down at me, smiling reassuringly and kissed me on my head.

"I'm okay, my dad didn't come home but I just left him a note, telling him I'll be gone and that he won't be seeing me ever again,"

"Hey, are you okay? You sure you want to do this? We can always go back. I don't want to pressure you into running away,"

"No Boris, I want to do this. There is no turning back. I want this and I need this. I want to do this Boris, with you"

He nodded and kissed me on the lips. He grabbed my hand and squeezed it tightly. "I made a promise and I want you to know that I stand by my word. I will never leave you, ever. " There was a slight pause "(Y/N) There's something I really want you to know,"

"What's wrong Boris? You know you can tell me," 

Boris let go of me so he turn around and face me. He grabbed the 2 of my hands and held onto them. "I really really care about you, (Y/N). There's nothing I wouldn't do for you. We've had no one our whole lives and I just want you to know that I will never become the person my dad is. I would never leave someone I care about or do anything to hurt you in anyway. I would follow you anywhere (Y/N) and I will do anything to protect you. I know I've only met you not too long ago but I've found that I really really care for you, a lot. I've never felt like this before. I've never loved someone so much,"

My heart raced. Boris loved me? I felt something so different that moment. Something I hadn't felt since my mother left. Boris had filled that empty space in my heart that's been there since my mother left and reminded me what it felt like to love another so much, and receive that love in return. 

"Boris, you are the best thing that's happened to me in my life since my mum left. I felt so alone and then I formed a connection with you which I thought I would never feel again. You reminded me what's it like to care so much about another person and to receive that love in return. I feel so safe with you and I know the lengths you would go to to protect me. I want you to know that I appreciate that so much. I would do anything for you Boris. Anything you need, I'll be there. Whenever you feel alone or hurt, know that I will be there for you. Boris, I'm so happy I've met you and I'm so grateful that I get a chance to start my life and do it with you. Boris, I love you too,"

Boris hugged me tightly. We looked at each other, grateful that we had finally found someone who got us. Boris grabbed my head in both his hands and smashed his lips onto mine. The world seemed frozen in time as we made out. Boris loved me and I loved him in return. This kiss was special, it was different. It was like nothing else mattered in the world, like all of my worries and problems of my past and present disappeared. All that mattered was that I was here with Boris. It felt like Boris and I were the only 2 people left alive. That kiss felt like fireworks. There was a spark, one that I wished could've lasted eternity.

Boris and I eventually unattached our lips. There was a moment of comfortable silence afterwards in which we just stared at each other, admiring each other, grateful that we had finally found that person in which we seeked for our entire lives. 

Then we stared at the horizon, waiting for the sun to fully rise, cherishing the moment while it lasted. It was the last moments of being in this town and feeling trapped. The last moments before everything would change. The last moments before our freedom.