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I can see tiny waves. The sun is setting behind the rolling hills. Gentle breezes blow softly through his delicate curls, now I can see his face. There he is. I smile softly. He closes his eyes, his long eyelashes moving slightly in the breeze. My back is towards the sun; he's facing the sunset. He looks at me and smiles. I can't help but look away. My eyes are not worthy to gaze upon this beauty. I look back up, and he's breathing in the scent of the earth. I can hear the river next to me, lapping away at the dock nearby. There are a couple of birds, sweetly singing. Couples and friends are sitting outside together, laughing and giving each other hugs. Dogs are chasing children around out by the trees, away from me and him. I would be able to see the sunset in the reflection of his glasses that he had rested on the table, but I'm not paying attention to anything right now. Except him. He sighs. I stop breathing. His face goes from a smile to his resting face. I had to physically stop myself from reaching out to touch his face. I forced myself to start breathing again.
I love him. I love the way he cares about everything. I love the way he acts like nothing happened after he told a dumb joke. Oh, I love his dumb jokes. I have not the vocabulary to express my love for him. I will never deny my love, not on my own life. Everyone seems to think I'm just exaggerating my love for him, but know one knows the intensity.
No one sees the lingering gazes, the soft touches. No one sees the snuggle after the banter. The continuous compliments. The gentle sex. The prolonged kisses. The warmth and comfort Patton provides is more than I can bear to imagine having taken away from me. The heavens themselves can only wish to have half the beauty as him. I can tell the universe is jealous of him, as it starts to rain lightly. It sends anything, just to get closer to him, to touch him, to hear him. It cannot take him away from me.
Me and Patton had met eight years back, all the way since sophomore year in highschool. As soon as we made eye contact, I knew. He was the one. He had the prettiest smile; he was my happy boy. He still is. I was a theater nerd, he was the school's little brother. Everyone loved him. But no one loved him as much as I did.
"Maybe we should head inside", I thought. The patchy clouds were casting shadows here and there, slightly covering the glorious sunset. He opens his eyes, puts on his glasses and looks at me. My heart clenches, my lungs shrivel. He's gorgeous.
"Want to go home?" Patton asks. I think about it. "Sure, lets go." As we get in the car and I think, I'm proposing to him soon.
"What are you thinking about?" How much I don't deserve you. "Oh, nothing," I flash him a dazzling smile. "What do you wanna do when we get home?~" I waggle my eyebrows suggestively and Patton blushes, slapping me. "Roman!" I give him a pouty look. He blushes and smiles, kissing me on the nose. Oh boy, I think I might die. He's so gosh darn cute.
We pull into the paved driveway, and I park the car, getting out to open Patton's door. He giggles, "Such a gentleman!" I smirk, and he unexpectedly kisses me. Sighing, he takes the advantage of slipping his tongue next to mine. We kiss up the sidewalk and inside the door, slamming it shut as he removes my shirt. He puts his mouth back on mine, working wet and fast. Moaning quietly, I pulled him into my arms, his legs wrapped around my body as i brought him into the bathroom. Turning on the shower, he gets undressed. I do to, but not after making a show of watching him. He giggles and blushes. We get in the shower, and sit on the floor of it. We talk about his day. He works at a bakery. His brother Shea is the boss, so Patton gets teased a lot. He asks about mine, I told him I've just been taking a day off. I said I've been feeling weird lately. I have been, but I wasn't going to tell him I spent all day choosing a ring for him.
"Wash my hair, and I'll wash yours," he says sweetly. Damn it, this man is gonna be the death of me. "Which shampoo do you want to use, coconut or floral?" He scrunches his nose, adorably, thinking. "Mmmmmmm... I'll go with the flowery one." I smile at him. He smiles at me. When we get out of the shower, after a couple rounds and some tears, we snuggled in bed and fell asleep.
I love him.