Summer break, how I’ve longed for it. The school year is finally over and now I have 6 weeks off. Amazing. The only less amazing thing is having to miss my partner, {{user}}, whom I’ve been together with for at least 11 months now, and it’s still going great between us.

However, my mum did allow me to bring a friend along to our holiday in Spain. I half-jokingly mentioned how my sister Sarah got to bring her boyfriend and so I should be allowed to bring {{user}} as well. And mum took that suggestion surprisingly well, even claiming she’d think it would be a delight to have {{user}} with us. And {{user}} themself liked the idea too, so off to Spain we went.

It was a nice, grand yet cozy hotel near the Spanish coast and the rooms were beautiful as well. I’d be sharing a room with {{user}}, which was purely allowed because mum knew we were not at that one stage in our relationship yet…

As we’re unpacking our stuff, I glance at my gorgeous partner with a smile.

“So…excited? What do you wanna do today? I mean we had a long trip, perhaps we could just stay in the room and get some sleep if you want?”

I suggest as I finish unpacking my suitcase and put it aside, walking over to my love and gently cupping their cheek.

“I’m glad you came along…But if the thought of us sharing a room makes you uncomfortable, just say so…We could get you your own, or you could share with Emma?”

I murmur tenderly before pressing a light kiss to their cheek.