Mamma Mia One Shot

You couldn't deny that a guy who had his own boat in the middle of an absolutely picturesque island hadn't come directly out of your dreams.

When you'd ended up on Kalokairi you'd never even imagined you'd meet someone like Bill.

You'd stumbled across him at the port when he'd brought someone to the island and you'd been sat out on the dock, reading your book and minding your business.

He'd called out to you and you had never laid eyes on a handsomer man.

He was absolutely breath taking and his personality, as you found later on, completely matched up.

Even though you still worked on the island, since meeting Bill you had given up your room above the bar in favour of living with him on the boat.

Idyllic didn't even describe it.

Most mornings you would wake up and leave Bill in bed before putting on one of his jumpers and making your way up top to enjoy your morning with your book and coffee.

And like usual, that was how Bill found you that morning.

"No surprises up here," he commented as he climbed up top. "You wear my clothes more than I do."

You giggled as he sat down next to you and immediately began to nuzzle your neck. "It's not my fault you prefer to walk around shirtless 90% of the time."

He laughed, fully pulling you into his arms. "I never see you complaining."

"What is there to complain about?" you questioned, relaxing back into his hold as he bracketed his legs around you with your back against his chest. "I live on this boat with you, surrounded by the most beautiful scenery and there's no one to tell us we can't."

Bill intertwined your fingers and brought your hand up to his lips. "So, you enjoy being here with me?"

"How could I not?" you told him. "Meeting you was the best thing to happen to me in a long time."

"So, I did not drag you away from anything important?" he asked as he traced shapes against your bare thigh with his free hand.

You reached up to scratch his stubble. "Not at all, you dragged me straight into your arms and I have never been happier."

"So, if I asked you to perhaps get a place with me on the island you'd agree?"

At his words you quickly turned around and looked into his eyes. "As in us live together?"

He chuckled. "We already do, don't we?"

"Well...yes," you admitted. "But a house makes it so real."

"My great aunt has offered to help me find somewhere to put down 'permanent roots'," he explained. "And ever since she met you, she has not stopped writing to me to tell me how much she approves."

A blush rose to your cheeks. "Does this mean you've been thinking about this for a while?"

He pressed a kiss to the top of your head before resting his forehead against yours. "I've been working up to asking you."

"I'd love to live with you, as long as we keep the boat," you feigned seriousness at your last words.

He chuckled but nodded with a mock serious look. "We will never be without the boat; I promise you love."

"Then it seems as if we need to start looking for a place," you told him, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"But first we should celebrate below deck," he responded with a smirk on his face.

You squealed in both delight and surprise as he swooped you up into your arms and carried you below deck.

But as he carried you and he smiled down at you you couldn't imagine a better person to spend your days with.

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Written by Hannah.