alone with you . . .

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Me and Felix decided to move into an apartment together about 3 months ago, and we're finally moving in. 

It was pretty close to where we first met— at a café store. Felix used to work there as a barista, and I guess I was entranced by him. His freckles reminded me of the starry night sky, and his pearly eyes gazed over mine. Love at first sight, perhaps. "Y/N, can you help me?" Felix asked, he was carrying three (3) different bags, whereas I carried one (1).

Originally, we were both going to carry two (2) bags but he kept insisting to carry one of my bags. He kept bugging me until I eventually gave in and gave my my bag. "Okay, wait." I said, I walked over to him and took one of the bags. "We're good to go now, right?" Felix asked.

"Yep." I answered, unlocking my house's door then proceeding to exit it. Felix followed right behind me with his bags. Felix' bags were already in his car's trunk.

Before locking my door, I checked the time. 9:16 pm

[ t i m e     s k i p . . . ]

We were both somewhat settled in our new home. By now, it was 12:03 am. Felix was on the couch with me. I rested my head on his shoulder, making him quite surprised. 




"I love being alone. Alone with you." 



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