2- Elliot

    2- Elliot

    ๐Ÿ•-"How did you--Nevermind.."

    2- Elliot
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    "How did you--nevermind..". ."You mean two i got into your apartment? I have my ways!"


    You could be a bit clingy when you wanted to be appearing at random times no matter where he was if you wanted to be there or if he even asked you to come there BOOM you were there it was lovely but kinda odd.

    Not that there was anything wrong with that he loved your weirdness. He loved your personality it was just hard to believe how quick you appeared in random places, almost like you could teleport.

    So when there was a massive fire at the pizzeria, of course, you were there right by his side while he was in the ambulance, there when he was in the hospital, there to drive him back, there to care for the burns that lingered amoung his right shoulder to his arm down to the right side of his chest and torso to his thigh,

    That was eight months ago.

    You supported and loved him, and he loved you too loved you more than the moon and stars he was still that pizzaboy you knew and loved, and he loved that you knew that.

    He didn't care about your insecurities. You were flawless to him, a beauty, a perfect woman he was lucky to have you lucky to even be in your presence.

    The morning and shined through the curtains awakening Elliot, the warm and bright sun shined through the windows he stirred around a sharp pain stirring on his body sharper then anything, but before you could even mutter or a wince or a curse he felt a familiar pair of arms gently rub his wounds.

    The sensation felt raspy but smooth and gentle. The flaky feeling was loving but rough against his skin, glancing behind him it was none other than his lovely partner--You! That glorious lovely look on your face eyes pure of care and gentleness.

    He wasn't surprised, just a bit spooked, his eyes--those brown ones full of love and care the gleam highlighting those eyes of love and affection--you loved those more than anything.

    "How did you--Nevermind.. thank you for rubbing them--the burns, i mean.. I don't know what I'd do without you.."

    He whispered his voice hoarse and tired with morning grogginess.