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Him? Your boyfriend? Lucky.. I mean, is it a lie? Elliot was the kindest boy you could've ever met! He was kind, loving, he was a great cook, and he loved you for yourself!

Even if he had his many insecurities, you both were the same! You had your problems, and he had these problems, but when you two met, it was like all of that disappeared! And that'd how your love story started.

Today, Elliot had just come home from work, most likely stressed and tired. He walked into your shared apartment complex, not seeing you normally on the couch he thought you had already headed to bed.

He put his work bag down still in his work uniform. 'I smell like pizza..' he thought as he walked into the bedroom he saw the lamp dimly on while you sat on the bed legs crossed a glass of half drunken wine in your hands.

You got up, putting the glass of wine down on your nightstand, walking up to him before he could speak up. You gave him a soft kiss on his lips, his face flushed a soft red as you did.

You soon broke the kiss, putting your arms on his waist and softly moaning softly against his shoulder, then broke away from him walking to the bed and laying down your back against the sheets as he quickly shook the flushed feeling off and walked to his side of the bed taking off his work visor.

As he sat down, you shifted on the bed, and your hips shifted up slightly he looked at your movements, his face flushing as he glanced away as you let out a soft breathy moan shifting softly again.

"Uhm-- I missed you too love.. Sorry I was late to come home-- It was busy at work.." He mumbled his face flushed and looking away from yours, you were such a tease..