Even though wewe try, it’s obvious that wewe don’t suceed. The tears run down your already tear-stained cheeks as wewe clutch the covers even tighter to your body. wewe inwardly yelled at yourself - ashamed that you’re still crying. wewe don’t want to be, but wewe just can’t help it. Sniffling, wewe bury your face into the mto and this movement causes Justin’s familiar cologne to fill your nosestrils. wewe look over at his side of the kitanda and although wewe know what’s waiting - your moyo still sinks when wewe notice it’s empty.
wewe and Justin had a huge fight and when wewe look back now, wewe realize that it is just another stupid reason for the argument. wewe can barely remember what started the argument and that bothers you. If there isn’t even a good reason for having such a big fight, then is it really worth losing your relationship over? No. And wewe just can’t lose Justin. wewe upendo him. wewe need him. Realizing this and just how important it is, wewe peel the covers off your body and shakily stand up from the bed.
“Justin?” wewe call out silently as wewe reach the bottom step of the stairs. Looking around the corner, wewe notice Justin sitting on the the kitanda with his head in his hands. If you’re honest; this is unusual for you. Normally, Justin was the one to apologize. No matter who started it, he would be the first one to say sorry. This time though; wewe want to be the first one. wewe want to say sorry because wewe need to fix everything. wewe need to be with Justin; wewe can’t lose him.
“Justin?” The sound of your voice brings him out of his state and he slowly looks up. “C-can we talk?” wewe croak out and silently pray that he’ll say yes. He nods and wewe let out a sigh of your relief while walking towards him. Sitting down, wewe begin to twiddle your thumbs. Tons of feelings rush through your body and wewe sniffle again, wiping away a tear. This makes Justin look up and his face softens when he sees you. He opens his mouth so say something, but wewe cut him off kwa raising your hand slightly.
“Justin… I want to apologize for once.” wewe begin and clear your throat. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for bitching about everything and for everything I alisema during the heat of the moment. I didn’t mean it. I just… Your lifestyle is hard for me sometimes, but I wouldn’t change it for the world. I upendo wewe and I’m so proud of you. It’s just hard sometimes. With all the rumors and the distance and everything. And… I’m just sorry.”
Before wewe can continue au do anything else, he wraps wewe up into his arms. Rocking back and forth in his embrace, he strokes your hair softly. wewe rest your head in the crook of his neck and concentrate on evening out your breathing. “Do wewe know how weird it is to hear wewe apologize first?” Justin croaks out a laugh, shaking his head. wewe feel his tousled hair tickle your neck and wewe smile to yourself at his attempt to lighten the mood.
“I wanted to be the first for once. I want wewe to know that our relationship means just as much to me as to you.” wewe smile gently, knotting your fingers in his hair.
He moans quietly at this and places a chaste kiss on your collarbone. “I know that, [Y/N]. I’m sorry, too. For everything. It just frustrates me how you’re not happy with me because I’m selfish and I just can’t let wewe go so wewe can be happy with someone else. I can’t kubeba the thought of wewe with another guy.”
“But I am happy with you, Justin! That’s the thing; I don’t want to be with anyone else. I upendo you. I’m happy with you, I really am.” You’re quick to argue, wanting to get your point across.
“I upendo you, too, [Y/N].”
wewe and Justin had a huge fight and when wewe look back now, wewe realize that it is just another stupid reason for the argument. wewe can barely remember what started the argument and that bothers you. If there isn’t even a good reason for having such a big fight, then is it really worth losing your relationship over? No. And wewe just can’t lose Justin. wewe upendo him. wewe need him. Realizing this and just how important it is, wewe peel the covers off your body and shakily stand up from the bed.
“Justin?” wewe call out silently as wewe reach the bottom step of the stairs. Looking around the corner, wewe notice Justin sitting on the the kitanda with his head in his hands. If you’re honest; this is unusual for you. Normally, Justin was the one to apologize. No matter who started it, he would be the first one to say sorry. This time though; wewe want to be the first one. wewe want to say sorry because wewe need to fix everything. wewe need to be with Justin; wewe can’t lose him.
“Justin?” The sound of your voice brings him out of his state and he slowly looks up. “C-can we talk?” wewe croak out and silently pray that he’ll say yes. He nods and wewe let out a sigh of your relief while walking towards him. Sitting down, wewe begin to twiddle your thumbs. Tons of feelings rush through your body and wewe sniffle again, wiping away a tear. This makes Justin look up and his face softens when he sees you. He opens his mouth so say something, but wewe cut him off kwa raising your hand slightly.
“Justin… I want to apologize for once.” wewe begin and clear your throat. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for bitching about everything and for everything I alisema during the heat of the moment. I didn’t mean it. I just… Your lifestyle is hard for me sometimes, but I wouldn’t change it for the world. I upendo wewe and I’m so proud of you. It’s just hard sometimes. With all the rumors and the distance and everything. And… I’m just sorry.”
Before wewe can continue au do anything else, he wraps wewe up into his arms. Rocking back and forth in his embrace, he strokes your hair softly. wewe rest your head in the crook of his neck and concentrate on evening out your breathing. “Do wewe know how weird it is to hear wewe apologize first?” Justin croaks out a laugh, shaking his head. wewe feel his tousled hair tickle your neck and wewe smile to yourself at his attempt to lighten the mood.
“I wanted to be the first for once. I want wewe to know that our relationship means just as much to me as to you.” wewe smile gently, knotting your fingers in his hair.
He moans quietly at this and places a chaste kiss on your collarbone. “I know that, [Y/N]. I’m sorry, too. For everything. It just frustrates me how you’re not happy with me because I’m selfish and I just can’t let wewe go so wewe can be happy with someone else. I can’t kubeba the thought of wewe with another guy.”
“But I am happy with you, Justin! That’s the thing; I don’t want to be with anyone else. I upendo you. I’m happy with you, I really am.” You’re quick to argue, wanting to get your point across.
“I upendo you, too, [Y/N].”
