Do you know?

I’ve always hated chocolates. But the moment you gave them to me, those little pods coated brown within boxes of red with a ribbon on top. Your name on a card, sealed with a promise of sweet beginnings… 

I learned to love them.

“You’re going to make me fat.” I said, but he only snorted and pushed the box into my hands, saying that I looked perfect and that if I did get fat, or if I did get ugly as I claimed I would, then that would be fine.

“How is that fine?”

“That way people won’t look at you.” He answered as he popped a chocolate into his mouth, his lips coating over the sweet treat. 

“How is that a good thing?”

He chuckled and placed the box down. “It’s a good thing because,” he leaned in close to me, our noses practically touching. “If they won’t look at you, no one can steal you away from me.”


 

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Do you know?

I hated big crowds. I hated the feeling of people pushing in on me; of heat and sweat combining in the air, suffocating me.

But amidst the crowd, the stage stands in all its majesty; lights flickering like little stars…though it is nothing compared to you who stood there: the brightest star of them all. 

I watched you sing and dance, watched you do what you loved most in the world. And somehow that was enough. As long as you were happy living your dream, I was happy.

“Did you see me?” He grinned as I walked up to him backstage, his arms immediately encircling my waist and lifting me up from the ground. His embrace always warmed my heart.

“Of course.”

He put me down and gave me a pout, “You weren’t looking at the other members were you?”

“Well I had to look–” he kisses me, long and deep, my words dispersing like a puff of smoke as I felt myself succumb to the warmth of his lips. 

“You’re not allowed to look at anyone else but me.” He said as we parted and I smirked, pinching his nose. “Possessive.”

“You’re mine.” He bopped my nose, making me giggle. “Don’t fo