Knowing when to move in with your partner was hard, it was the toss-up between living with the person you had so much love for but also giving up your own space and creature comforts.

You and Tom had been together for a couple of years, always going between his place and yours and it had gotten to the point where you were rarely at your own apartment. It was also the fact that Tom had a house, and you only had your apartment, and when it was two of you the space that a house provided made more sense.

Internally you'd made the choice to move in with Tom and give up your apartment, but you just hadn't told Tom that yet. The two of you had been speaking about it but never quite gotten to an agreement.

Tom was due to get to yours any minute, and you looked around at the half-packed boxes in your living room with a small smile on your face.

"Hey love," Tom called out as he came in your front door. "How is my favourite girl doing?"

You smiled at him from the sofa and reached your arms out to him. "Well, that depends, is she here too?"

He chuckled, falling down onto the sofa next to you and pulling you into him. "She's right next to me," he joked, kissing the side of your head.

A few moments later he noticed the boxes. You smiled at him and took his hand to lead him into your room, standing in front of your open wardrobe.

"Where are your clothes?" he quizzed, a smile on your face.

You shrugged, and then wandered away from him into your kitchen where you had boxes out on the worktops for packing up your plates and bowls and such.

"Why are you packing up your whole apartment?" Tom questioned as he followed you into the kitchen.

You smiled at him as you leant back against the worktop. "Well, I heard that you were wanting your favourite girl to move in with you sometime soon," he came to stand in front of you as you spoke, his arms caging you in. "And if I meet the requirements of said favourite girl, I'd like to take you up on that offer."

Chuckling, he leant down to kiss you gently. "Oh, I don't know, I have my other favourite girl about to move in tomorrow," he joked, a smirk on his face.

You rolled your eyes but let your hands rest on his waist. "Well, you'll have to tell her that she needs to find somewhere else to live."

"I'm quite attached to Willow you know," he pretended to think for a moment. "Is there any chance you could reconsider?"

Laughing, you leant up to kiss his nose. "I'd share you with Willow any day."

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Written by Hannah.