Text Message From A Stranger
You watched Chibs face with happiness. “Oh Chibs,” You said gently, leaning forward and capturing his lips timidly, much to his surprise. He stayed still for a moment before responding to the soft timid kiss. You pulled away, cheeks flushed a crimson shade of red. “I’m sorry. I just needed too cause you were so pale, so weak. I was so scared. Oh Chibs, I’m so sorry.”
“Love, slow down, you’re fine. I particularly enjoyed the kiss.” He murmured softly, eyes closing for a second as you gripped his hand. His rough fingers felt like a safe haven due to the past few weeks events. He tried to sit up only to have you give him a stern look and help him back down.
“You’re healing Chibs, and I will make sure you do it right.”
“Aye, alright Love.” He smiled exhaustedly at you, lids barely staying open. “Come sleep with me.”
Chibs shifted behind you, arm settling around your waist; his head settled in your neck blocking out the sun that was streaming through the window. It was early on the day Chibs was due to be discharged. You were both thankful though unsure what to do about your relationship now.
“Chibby,” You heard yelled from down the hall. A groan fell out of your throat as you clenched your eyes closed more, not wanting to leave the warmth of Chibs arms.
“They’re here,” you said to Chibs, who frowned, eyes opening slightly. You pulled out of his arms, giving him a chaste kiss.
Right as you were able to settle on your own two feet, Chibs brothers came barreling into the room. Each man had a grin or smile on his face; it instantly affected Chibs and, you found, yourself. “Chibs!”
“Are you ready to go home, Brother?”
Chibs grinned and looked to you, “I think we both are.”
You lay in Chibs’ bed that night, wide awake. Your mind kept wandering back to that day at the coffee shop and what the man had said. You knew if things had gone even one hair different then they did, then Chibs would be dead. It was, also, more then likely you would be as well. Somehow it had gone exactly like it had and now you lay here in Filip Telford’s bed. It dawned on you then that somewhere over the past few weeks you’d fallen for him. You’d fallen for the way his dimples appear when he laughs and smiles, the way he says love, the way he speaks your name. You’d fallen in love with his very existence. That send a shot of terror straight through your core, yet had you on cloud nine.
“Y/N?” Chibs spoke softly as he entered the room, light pouring in behind him.
“Hm?” You looked over at him, a small smile plastered to your lips. You climbed off the bed walking to him.
“I didn’t think you’d still be awake Love.” He smiled and gently kissed you. His arms were wrapped around your waist. “We should get to bed,” The words were soft, almost as if he expected to you to protest.
Here’s some fluffiness my lovelies. :3