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IMAGINE  YOURSELF...

  Sipping up some warm tea from the glass mug. You sat slightly forward, one arm resting on the table, and the other holding the mug up to your mouth. A small smile grew on your face as your boyfriend continued to tell the story of how he broke his arm. He sat across from you, also slightly forward so that he could lazily hold the hand that was on the table, and he was looking off in the distance trying to remember that funny story.

"...but then I fell off of the tree, onto the trampoline, and I thought I was going to land in the pool but I ended up bouncing onto the cement." Another giggle escaped your lips as his facial features basically retold the story itself. He chuckled along.

"And you didn't cry?" You questioned. He shook his head proudly and smirked.

"Not one tear. I was actually laughing when parents found me and they put me to sleep when they were putting my dislocated shoulder back in place so I felt no pain." You took another sip with a smirk.

"Hmm," you hummed. "Not one tear? I fond that very hard to believe." He scoffed playfully.

"Come on, (y/n), you know me." You shook your head while readjusting yourself so you were more comfortable.

"And I also know that you cried while watching Lady and the Tramp." He rolled his eyes.

"I don't remember that." A proud smirk found its way on your face as you remembered the exact part.

"When you thought Trusty died? Remember that?" He crossed his arms over his chest and huffed.

"I don't know what you're talking about." You rolled your eyes playfully and laughed. You took another sip and he leaned forward so that both of his elbows were on the table. His face was inches away from yours.

"What?" You questioned with a raised eyebrow. His goofy grin didn't fade and he simply stared you in the eye.

"I just lov-"

"(Y/n)!" A familiar voice shouted cutting him off. He pouted and looked for the source of the noise. You did the same not fully recognizing the deep voice. The voice called again and you turned back to your boyfriend to see a scowl on his face. You followed his eyes to a very muscular and, might I add, very handsome guy. Also known as your ex-boyfriend. You and him had ended on good terms so it wasn't every awkward when he walked over to you.

You immediately stood up and embraced him in a hug. You noted how much taller, muscular, and hotter he had gotten but didn't really care.

"Oh my gosh, (y/n), I haven't seen you in so long." He slightly pulled away to look at you up and down. "You've gotten even hotter, if that's even possible." You smirked ignoring the heat rising to your cheeks.

"I could say the same about you." He smirked back.

"Well, why don't you?" He poked your sides playfully. You giggled.

"Alright, you've gotten even hotter, too." He laughed and hugged you again. You were the one to pull away this time and noticed that your boyfriend was now also standing. "Oh, I almost forgot," you gestured him, "this my boyfriend, (Boyfriend name)." Your ex smiled and shook his hand.

"Curtis." He stated and your boyfriend briefly nodded. "Well," Curtis said sensing the awkwardness. "I better go and it was so nice to see you again." He hugged you one last time then walked away. You smiled and turned back to your boyfriend.

"What's wrong?" You ask noticing his frown.

"He hugged you," he grumbled while playing with his straw. "Three times." You were about to sigh but then your realized the situation. A smirk grew on your lips.

"Are you jealous?" You saw his cheeks grow pink and he looked away.

"N-no," he stuttered giving you even more evidence.

"Yes, you are." You sipped your tea and he stood up.

"I think I'm a bit tired, (y/n), I'm gonna go home and take a nap." You sighed since he didn't even wait for your response to walk away. You followed and ran so that you were in front of him. You grabbed his cheeks and brought down his face so that his eye level was at yours.

"You have nothing to be jealous of. I love you and only you." He sighed but a small smile crept on his lips.

"I know, it's just that, sometimes you're just so beautiful and I feel like I'm never enough for yo-" you cut him off by pressing your lips to his.

"Don't you ever say that." You whispered. "You are more than enough for me." He smiled and you did the same.

"I love you." He murmured.

"I love you, too."