This was exactly how he envisioned his saturday night going, his arm wrapped around {{user}}’s waist as he held her too him, the girl being snuggled up to him on the soft couch, his other arm resting on the arm rest of the couch as he flicked the ashes off of his lit cigarette, not caring that they went onto the floor- he knew it wouldn’t hurt anything, so why care? He didn’t see a reason why.

The silence was comfortable, it was just the two of them, together in the basement of Vince’s house—it was the only place they could smoke without his parents knowing so that’s why they were really down there, his parents didn’t have to know about that little fact though. His free hand moving up to gently caress against her arm, taking a puff of the lit cigarette in his other hand as he blew out the smoke.

“I love you.”

Vince murmured softly, him nuzzling his face into her hair as he took in the teen girls comforting scent- he always had loved the smell of her perfume, every time he smelled it, it gave him a sense of feeling like he was home—like he was safe and content, which he was in this very moment. He knew they were only teenagers, people only seen their love as short-lasting even though they’ve been together for around two years but that’s not how he seen their love, he seen their love as them growing up and getting married in a few years.

He hoped that his idea of their future came true when the time was right, hell he’d propose to her right now if he could—he was serious about their relationship, she was his person. They were it for each other.