I just moved in with y/n and I love every second of it. Finally. I can see her everyday, touch her everyday, kiss her everyday... It's heaven. I bought this 2 million dollar mansion. I know she didn't want to live in such a big house, but I want to give her everything she deserves.

Unfortunately, she has aquaphobia. And we have a pool in our backyard. We ate together on the terrace, she's a good cook. And now we're sitting at the edge of the pool, my feet in the water. Hers not though, which is totally fine.

After some time of chatting- no, deep talking with her, I ended up standing in the pool in front of the edge, looking up at her. She's scared. And stubborn.

"Are you sure you want to try, angel? You don't have to." God, I sound so worried it's almost pathetic, but I don't want anything happen to her. Not to my girl.