are all the boxes loading

the first night

you had moved around a lot when you were younger, bouncing all over the country of england for your mother’s job, so moving had been something you thought you were good at. you thought that after all these years of packing everything you own, and unpacking them hours later, that you would have some sort of system down

however, you did not

so when you and chris finally had the chance of moving into your new home in jersey, you were a mess. you had been staying with chris in his parents home with him for a couple days to wait out all of your boxes and such to arrive from england, and then you loaded them into cars and moving trucks before you and chris set out to the new home

moving to jersey, with chris, never seemed like an option, just a faint wish, until recently. after the slight talk of possibly moving in together, either in england or jersey, a job-opening in jersey in your field popped up with a new company moving into the area in the next few months, and you didn’t hesitate to apply and go in for an interview. luckily, and with a bit of prayer to the man upstairs, you were accepted into the job and were told to come into work once the company finally opened up 

so you did

the the first step was moving. in the blink of an eye you were boxing up every bit of your stuff and shipping it to jersey with a goodbye to everything you ever knew- your family, your friends, family pets, and with a “see you soon”, you were gone

in the months leading up to moving in, after several flights to jersey to look at houses, you and chris chose the one that felt right. it was a two-story home with a large garden and living areas in a subdivision just a few miles away from the exact spot the company was being built on. it took a while, paper work on top of paper work, and a lot of contracts signed in between, but the day finally approached and you two couldn’t wait to finally get everything done

once you two got word to move in, you both jumped at the chance

the first available day, after changing the addresses and getting everything figured out at the bank and such to make you an official jersey citizen, you and chris moved in. it was already getting late when you two started moving the boxes into the house, but neither of you cared.. it was finally happening

just being able to move in the boxes and the bed-frames and such from the truck, you and chris were forced to make-do for a night without a bed nor any cooking utensils or groceries, but you two made it work

chris unrolled a couple of sleeping-bags on the floor from a box, zipping them together, and you ordered delivery chinese-food that arrived within fifteen minutes and you two made-do with ease

so that night, in the darkness of the house with the exception of a single lamp across the room that you plugged in, you and chris sat on the floor and ate chinese food out of the takeout containers. 

you laughed, watching him struggle using the chop-sticks and eventually had to help him figure it out before finally getting a bite yourself

you ate a piece of crab and looked up, your eyes grazing over the walls that were filled with pictures of you and chris, and nothing else. hell, you all didn’t even have a sofa or any chairs, a bed or anything, yet you managed to hang up those pictures first

you pictured your future in the house in your mind… a lounge room full of sofas and chairs and rugs as you and chris snuggled on the sofa to watch a film, the bedroom with a large black duvet and dozens of decorative pillows which you two would throw at each other before going to bed, chris’ office with a small futon that you would sit on to read just to spend time with him while editing, sitting at the kitchen island eating breakfast together, a hammock in the backyard hanging between the only two trees, and a small football-goal that chris would use for videos, and even your own little garden of flowers 

“i can’t wait til we finally get done moving in.” you admitted, scooting down in your sleeping back, looking at the various boxes stacked on top of each other around you both

“i know,” chris breathed out as he slid an arm around your shoulders. “it’s ours.. it’s all ours.” 

you smiled as he laced his fingers with yours, and then placed a small kiss on your cheek. you ran the pad of your thumb over his lovingly and leaned into him, feeling the heat of his skin radiate to you. and then you found yourself getting drowsy, but with the same feeling you had all day.. the pure emotion of love and happiness as everything was piecing together 

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