last couple of months kinda been a disaster
She jabs his ribs again and he puffs out the air he’d kept in his lungs with it, hearing her argument for what it is and being unable to respond – because their lips meet and Milo’s essentially useless when it comes to thinking of anything else but her when they’re like this, let alone an argument. So he lets it die, turning instead to keep his arms wrapped around her and walking backwards back toward his pack before they part and she takes a seat nearby it. Milo plops down beside it and pulls it over into his lap, drawing out the water he’d brought and the cups that had a little bit of water within them that needed to be shaken out.
He does this, while she speaks and his gaze slips up to her as his red brows furrow in concern. “Sure.” They’d always be there for Aurelia to speak with, something that he’d always strive to give her all of his attention wherever he could. So he finishes shaking out the glasses, ensuring there isn’t any salt water left behind, before he’s popping open the jug of water he’d brought and pours a decent amount into a glass for her, to trade for the warm donut she hands him.
He takes a bite as the question is fully aired and his brows remain pinched together as he chews the donut. Swallowing it down, he nods his head. “I dunno what y’mean about this long but… That first night when we were tog’ther, I knew y’were different than everyone else I’ve been with.” He says softly, offering a gentle smile her way. “’n whether ‘r not it was somethin’ that lasted forever ‘r a week, I didn’t… I don’t care. I jus’ wanna be with you fer however long ya want me t'be.” To this, Milo shrugs, takes another bite of his donut and waits to see what her response is.
Sure. He'd be a mess, a wreck if something happened to them but... He'd manage. He always did.
He does this, while she speaks and his gaze slips up to her as his red brows furrow in concern. “Sure.” They’d always be there for Aurelia to speak with, something that he’d always strive to give her all of his attention wherever he could. So he finishes shaking out the glasses, ensuring there isn’t any salt water left behind, before he’s popping open the jug of water he’d brought and pours a decent amount into a glass for her, to trade for the warm donut she hands him.
He takes a bite as the question is fully aired and his brows remain pinched together as he chews the donut. Swallowing it down, he nods his head. “I dunno what y’mean about this long but… That first night when we were tog’ther, I knew y’were different than everyone else I’ve been with.” He says softly, offering a gentle smile her way. “’n whether ‘r not it was somethin’ that lasted forever ‘r a week, I didn’t… I don’t care. I jus’ wanna be with you fer however long ya want me t'be.” To this, Milo shrugs, takes another bite of his donut and waits to see what her response is.
Sure. He'd be a mess, a wreck if something happened to them but... He'd manage. He always did.
tell all my friends i'm asleep if they ask ya
sorry, i had to move to alaska
MILO
