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(Written back in September? 2024)

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Cole's pov
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Peter didn't like talking about his headaches, but when they would suddenly showed up, it caught him off guard.
After the "incident" and having a major head injury about two years ago, he hasn't been the same.

"Mmph, ow." Peter muttered quietly, hunching over, grabbing his head.

Catching my attention "Are you okay?" I asked worriedly.

He just whimpered, holding his head and onto the kitchen counter.

Swiftly walking over, grabbing onto him so he wouldn't fall.
"Do you want to lay on the couch?" I asked.

"Mm, hm." He mumbled with a small nod.

"Okay." I helped him over to the couch, laying him down.
"I'll go get your meds. Be right back."
Going over to kitchen, I got his pain meds. They were kept on the counter so he could quickly grab a drink and take them.

They're some weird name I can't pronounce, but they help take the pain away. Specially made for migraines. Unfortunately they take at least half an hour to kick in.

"Here you go, baby." I said softly, handing him the pill and a glass of water.
Quickly gulping it down so it could start working.

"Do you need anything?" I whispered, being quiet to not cause him anymore pain.

"Mmph." He mumbled, squirming around on the couch, trying to get comfortable.

"I'm sorry, baby." I said gently, brushing through his hair with my fingers.

He curled up on the couch, gripping onto a pillow with his eyes firmly closed.
While I took some time to make him feel better. Turning down the lights, giving him a blanket, then sitting on the floor next to him.

Holding his hand, rubbing it with my thumb for reassurance. He would occasionally grip tighter when a wave of pain hit. The migraines were so strong, all throughout his head to the point he couldn't focus, think, talk or barely stand.

All we could do was wait it out. After about half an hour, he started to feel better. The meds took away the edge, but there was pain still there.

"You hungry?" I asked.

"Yeah." He said quietly.

"Okay. I'll make you something. Love you." I said, kissing his forehead then going to the kitchen.

While the food cooked I went back to him, who was now sitting up, leaning back.

"You feelin better?" I asked, holding his hands in mine.

"Mpm." He shrugged.

Standing in front of him, I leaned a bit closer, kissing his forehead.
Then putting my hands on his head, gently rubbing my thumbs in circles to release tension.

"Mmm." He mumbled with a weak smile.

"That feel good?" I asked.

"Mm, y-yeah." He muttered, enjoying the little massage.
"Your g- ahem, good at massages too." He said slowly.

"Your welcome. But I have to go check on the food real quick." I explained, kissing his head again.

"Okay." He said weakly, pouting.

"I'll be back in a minute. You can eat and have a massage. Such a spoiled princess." I said jokingly.

Making him smile, then wince at the pain.

Sitting on the couch together we ate slowly and quietly. Bringing back memories of the island. Just me and him, in a quiet place, peacefully eating food, made with love.
Except, this time...the love was romantic.

I love him so much.

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Finishing up our food, I put up the dishes and got him another cold bottle of water.

He stretched, rubbing his head. "Mmph... Cole?" He asked, looking up at me.

"Yeah?" I asked, tilting my head.

"Can we cuddle?" He pouted.

Smiling. "Of course, baby."
Both of us got comfortable on the couch, snuggling up together.

"Mm. I love you." I mumbled, my face pressed against his head, giving him a squeeze.

"Ha, I love you too." He smiled, curling up next to me.
"Can we watch something?" He asked.

"You sure? I don't want your head to start hurting again." I said concerned.

"I just wanna listen to something while we cuddle. Pleassseee?" He pouted.

"Okay." Kissing his forehead.
He picked his new favorite show, the one he's been binge watching.
Lowering the volume, cuddling together, wrapped in each others arms and a blanket.
Until we fell asleep together.

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Hearing some faint noises, my eyes stayed closed but my ears listened to my surroundings.

"Aww, look at you two. Aw, mmm." I heard a voice whisper.

"Hmph." I mumbled tiredly, squinting my eyes.

"Oh, sorry, honey. I didn't mean to wake you." My mom whispered, standing by the couch.

Rubbing my eyes I looked up at her, confused. Yawning  and taking a big stretch.
"Wha- uh, y'a doin..." I mumbled.

"I just saw you two and had to take a picture. Your so cute together!" She said happily, staying quiet as not to wake Peter.

"Wait-" Realizing, "You took a picture?"

"Yes, of course! It's soooo cute." She said in a babyish voice.

"Mom!" I whisper yelled, leaning up off the couch.

"What? You two are adorable, how could I not?" She said.

"Delete it! Now." I said firmly.

She gave me a small smile. "Oh..." She sighed. "Never!" Then speed walked away, trying to be quiet.

Sighing. Yep, that's my mom.

Laying back down next to Peter, looking at him. Once he was asleep he was just- the cutest thing ever.
Oh, man- I just can't- ugh. I can't get over how much I love him.

I wanna be with him everyday, go on dates, cuddle, ramble on about stupid stuff, make out, all of that good stuff.

I- uh, well... man, I want to live with him forever, I wanna grow old with him.

Tightening my arms around him, nuzzling my face into the crook of his neck.

~I hold him so tight against me, as if that'll keep us here. Keep him here with me.~

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I love him, I love Peter.

He's so small and cuddly. Soft, adorable and smells good. Even if that sounds weird, it's true. It's calming and comforting.
There's just something about him, whenever I'm in a room of people, I can tell the second he walks in. Like a sixth sense.
I immediately light up, feeling like my other half is there to make me full.

Our breathing had synced up, maybe even our heartbeats. Laying there together. Embracing each other in a loving cuddle.

I never realized how touch starved I was. Why can't more people do this? Why can't straight people? Why can't friends? What's the big deal? Just- be human, be alive, be happy and loved.
Why hold back?

Placing a gentle kiss on his neck, breathing in his scent. He kept me grounded, forgetting those negative thoughts.
"I love you." I whispered quietly to myself.

His fingers wrapped around mine, holding onto my hand.
"Mmph... y-our s- sweet." He mumbled in a tired voice.

"You- awake?" I asked in a surprised manner.

"Mm." He took a deep breath, turning around to face me. Nuzzling his face against my chest.

"Mmm, my sleepy boy." I said, rubbing his head. The soft ginger curls that I'm so obsessed with.
"Do you feel better? Headache gone?"

"Mm, hm." He mumbled.

Kissing the top of his head, holding onto him like he might suddenly disappear or something.
There's somedays when I just don't feel whole without him, it makes me feel lonely and cold, even if it's just a few minutes away from him.
Damn I'm touch starved.

The need for him to constantly be with me, because... I don't know who I am without him.
Yeah, it's not healthy... but I just, I need to be with him. Hopefully forever...

You can't imagine what it's like to be alone on a island for months, barely seeing anyone, then,
there was Peter.
I wasn't alone anymore.

Sometimes those memories and fears come back.

It obviously took awhile for us to get closer and no one would've of ever thought we'd be gay. We didn't even know until we kissed!
So much for choosing...

I'd chose him over everyone else. I'd watch the world burn just to save him.

Damn, maybe I am the villain. Ha, no....anyways...

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"Hey, Cole?" Peter asked quietly, snuggling up to me.

"Yeah?"

"We haven't been on a date before... could we go on one? Soon?" He asked.

"Oh. I haven't thought about that, guess we haven't. Well, if you want, we'll do it. Okay? Whatever you want." I smiled.

"Mmm, whatever I want? Really? Mm." He smiled, looking up at me with his adorable puppy eyes.

"I'll give you whatever you want, princess." I said jokingly.

"Ha, princess? How many nicknames do you have for me?" He laughed.

"Mmm, let's see. Baby, honey, babe, ginger, adorable, princess, drama queen, occasionally handsome.
Ooo, and you can't forget... my good little boy." I said.

"Ew, why would you call me 'little boy'?" He complained.

"Well, your the one that seemed to enjoy it last time." I explained.

"What!? Did not! When did you ev-"

"That night when you were all flirty, teasing me. Mmph, your such a tease." He whispered in his ear, making him squirm.
I know it made him flustered and tickled him. Which made it fun to mess with him.

"Mm, I've got an idea." I whispered in a deep voice.

"What?" He asked innocently.

"Well, you did make me a promise. That you've failed to keep... soooo."

"Cole!" He yelled, trying to push me away. But I held onto him tightly, keeping him on the couch with me.

"Your not going anywhere! Your mine." I said firmly, getting on top of him to pin him down.
Peppering him with kisses.

"Cole!" He laughed, wiggling around as he tried to get away.

"Love you too." I smiled, continuing to kiss him.

"Ugh. I might as well just give into it, huh?" He sighed.

"Mm, yes." I said, kissing his neck. "Your learning."

He relaxed, putting his arms around my shoulders.
While I lovingly placed soft kisses along his neck.

"Mmm." He took a deep breath. "I love you, Cole."

Pulling away from his neck, looking down into his eyes. "I love you, so much." I said slowly, placing my forehead on his. Closing my eyes, as if to transfer my thoughts and feelings to him.

A moment with him felt like a lifetime. Full of love.

His hands held my head, fingers in my hair.
"Hey, Cole?" He asked quietly.

"Yeah?" My eyes still closed as we laid there.

"Can we go upstairs?" He whispered against my lips.

My eyes shoot open. "Wh-what? R-right now!?"

He rolled his eyes. "Yes, right now...please?"

Sighing. "Just can't resist me can y'a?" I said jokingly.

"Oh, shut it!" He nudged me. "Mm, carry me up?"
He pouted, using his puppy dog eyes on me.

"Okay. Just for you 'princess'. So spoiled." I said, getting off of the couch then picking him up. Carrying him bridal style, up the stairs, to our room.

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{Authors Note}

Ahhhh they're so cute! And I wanted to add this little snippet in-

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"Wait... Uh. Cole?" Peter asked nervously, as Cole placed him down on the bed.

"Yeah?" He asked with concern.

"Your moms here... like- downstairs..." Peter said shyly.

"Oh. Yeah..." He shrugged. "I don't think she'll care."

Peter's jaw dropped. "Cole!"
Playfully hitting him.

"Mm, you love me. So does it matter?" Cole mumbled, climbing on top of him, placing more kisses on his neck.

Peter sighed. "This can only end well..." He said worriedly.

"Eh, it's not like you can get pregnant." Cole said.

"Wh-what? That's not-" Peter said dumbfounded.