Slightly Bruised and a Little Bit Used
Epilogue/Relationship
I woke up all of a sudden, sitting up and rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
I felt a jolt of panic, forgetting where I was for a few seconds and frantically looking around the bedroom for clues.
I slowly calmed myself down again, realizing.
It’s been a few weeks, but I still freak myself out sometimes, thinking it’s just been another one of ourmeaningless one night stands.
I pushed the covers away, walking into the adjoining bathroom and then turning on the shower, letting the warm stream of water run down my face and body. I turned it off ten minutes later, drying myself with a towel and combing out my wet hair before going back to the bedroom and pulling on clean underwear and a shirt at random.
I wandered down the hall and into the kitchen, smelling breakfast.
I paused in the doorway, a smile finding its way onto my face. He was singing an old Starting Line song as he stood at the stove, his back to me.
I quietly walked up behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist and resting my face against his back. I stood on tiptoe to press my lips against his bare shoulder.
“I was wondering if you’d ever wake up,” he said, turning to look at me. I smiled.
“It smells good,” I replied. “I wish I could cook for you,” I said. He always cooked me breakfast even when I asked him not to, because, to put it simply, I’m a disaster in the kitchen.
“Then I would be eating cereal for the rest of my life,” he teased.
I flinched very slightly; it still scared me when he talked like that, even though I knew I loved him enough.
He noticed.
“But we don’t have to talk about the rest of our lives for a long time,” he assured me, kissing the top of my head.
Strangely, it comforted me. He was the only one I knew could put up with me at all.
I knew if there were anyone that I would want to spend the rest of my life with, it was him.
And it terrified me to no end.
I was still new at this whole serious relationship thing.
But it’s nothing a little practice can’t fix.
And I’ve got my work cut out for me.
I felt a jolt of panic, forgetting where I was for a few seconds and frantically looking around the bedroom for clues.
I slowly calmed myself down again, realizing.
It’s been a few weeks, but I still freak myself out sometimes, thinking it’s just been another one of ourmeaningless one night stands.
I pushed the covers away, walking into the adjoining bathroom and then turning on the shower, letting the warm stream of water run down my face and body. I turned it off ten minutes later, drying myself with a towel and combing out my wet hair before going back to the bedroom and pulling on clean underwear and a shirt at random.
I wandered down the hall and into the kitchen, smelling breakfast.
I paused in the doorway, a smile finding its way onto my face. He was singing an old Starting Line song as he stood at the stove, his back to me.
I quietly walked up behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist and resting my face against his back. I stood on tiptoe to press my lips against his bare shoulder.
“I was wondering if you’d ever wake up,” he said, turning to look at me. I smiled.
“It smells good,” I replied. “I wish I could cook for you,” I said. He always cooked me breakfast even when I asked him not to, because, to put it simply, I’m a disaster in the kitchen.
“Then I would be eating cereal for the rest of my life,” he teased.
I flinched very slightly; it still scared me when he talked like that, even though I knew I loved him enough.
He noticed.
“But we don’t have to talk about the rest of our lives for a long time,” he assured me, kissing the top of my head.
Strangely, it comforted me. He was the only one I knew could put up with me at all.
I knew if there were anyone that I would want to spend the rest of my life with, it was him.
And it terrified me to no end.
I was still new at this whole serious relationship thing.
But it’s nothing a little practice can’t fix.
And I’ve got my work cut out for me.
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