“I love you.”

A/N: another piece that was in my drafts. It may be nonsense, but it’s for Oscar & we all need a little Oscar in our lives

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“I love you” always seem to come at perfect moments with Oscar.

Nights where you are up in the early hours stressing over work, it’ll come against your shoulder right after he’ll tell you “come to bed with me.” Or when you’re tired of him being gone, and you unintentionally make him feel guilty for being away with work. It comes when he’s afraid you might leave, and when he finds himself questioning if he’s selfish for bringing you to this relationship. You love how it’s the first thing he whispers when he wakes up in the morning, and the last thing he gets out even when you fall asleep before he does.

Today it came in the wee hours of an early Saturday morning. When he opens his eyes he finds your face burrowed against his neck. Sometime in the night, you’d managed to get beneath him. Tucked under his arm, you are curled up against him.

Placing a kiss along your shoulder he smiles as you instinctively snuggle closer.

“I love you, sunshine….wake up,” he whispers against your skin. “Wanna shower?”

Slipping your arms around his waist, you tighten your grip as his lips press against yours softly. The kiss makes you release a soft groan of protest as his words register.

“No…because that means you’ll have to leave when its over…”

His lips press against your neck before moving to your forehead.

“Alright, well, I’ll let you go back to sleep,” he smiles before detangling himself and heading to the bathroom.

It was the first thing you hear, and the last when he stops after his shower to give you one final kiss. Those words will be enough to pull you out of the bed. Enough for you to stumble down the hall to catch him before he is able to drag his suitcase through the threshold of your flat’s front door.

“Love you too,” you manage, the kiss you place against his lips making him stay a few seconds longer.

(Source: oscaricaas)