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Early Honeymoon(Jung Hoseok AMBW Smut)

“I now pronounce you husband and wife.” The preacher said to the both of you causing a bunch of loud cheers to erupt throughout the grand church. Hoseok laughed softly, turning to face you, his hands gripped onto your veil pulling it up and backwards against the top of your head to reveal you face, your tears streaming down your flushed brown cheeks that were turning shades. Your soft big eyes staring up at him with the most love and adoration that you could muster. The soft red lipstick against your plump lips bringing out your features in the white dress. Hoseok smiled leaning down to press his lips against yours, sharing a deep kiss between the both of you. One of his hands cupped at your cheek to keep you close to him and you happily followed pressing your lips back against his, the hoots and hollers not really registering to your ears because you were so caught up in how it felt to have this male sliding his tongue into your mouth sucking on your tongue. A soft groan left your lips, your body pushing closer to his as your hand moved to grip his bicep.

“Hey-HEY! My daughter is in here can you maybe tone down the rated scene for later goodness?!” Taehyung exclaimed with a playful smile clapping his hands as he watched you guys. Hoseok pulled back licking over his lips grinning like a kid in a candy store.

“I love you y/n. I’m so glad you are finally mine.” He was so sweet just knocking your breath away from your lungs. You nodded shyly seeing so many reporters and new stations that were there filming the BTS member getting married.

“I am happy I am too. I fought your fans hard enough for it.” You teased playfully slapping at his arm as he gripped onto your hand. Hoseok grinned pulling you down from the stairs at the alter before walking down the aisle. You both did a couple rounds of walking up and down the aisle that were decorated with pink and white ribbons and the little red rose pedals that the flower girl had put down. If you had to choose a highlight for your wedding it would have been watching Yoongi’s three-year-old son waddle down the aisle with Taehyung’s five-year-old daughter. They were both so cute and they had stolen everyone’s hearts away including yours to the point where you just wanted to hold them both.

“Don’t worry we will make our own now, yeobo.” Hoseok whispered hotly against your ear kissing the lobe as the camera man told your bridesmaids were to go. You could feel your cheeks heat up, turning to look up at the male that was smirking playfully down at you, you had to admit you really wanted him but you had to tell yourself not to do it.

“Hoseok, don’t tease me when you know we have all day for this.” You groaned trying to not think about it too much. Hoseok chuckled as you both started to pose for pictures dropping the conversation for now. Once the pictures were taken you were both being escorted outside while they showered you both with rice throwing it gently over your heads.

“Don’t waste food!” Hoseok shouted playfully but caught some of the rice as he led you towards a limo that you had rented out for the day. He picked you up sliding you into the limo as he slid in beside you both of you heading to the reception.

You couldn’t believe that you had gotten there in one piece, Hoseok was a tease saying little things and giving you soft little touches here and there, but only laughing it off as he grabbed your hands and got you out of the limo. Hoseok had led you towards the big dance hall that was decorated with your wedding colors, a bag in his hand as he led you towards one of the bathrooms locking it behind him as you bypassed so many guests that were waiting for you. Hoseok helped you strip out of your grand dress almost tripping on the train as he picked the dress you and laid it against the counter. He eyed you hungrily, his hands moving to grope at your body and pull you close to him, his hand moving to dip down the front of your panties and rub against your clit causing you to moan.

“Holy, shit Hoseok why!” You whined as your hips bucked against his hand wanting to feel more, your legs spreading wide. Hoseok chuckled moving you to look into the bathroom mirror, his hand going to cup at your breast and play with your nipples, leaning down to suck on your ear humming.

“You look in the mirror and tell me I don’t have one of the most breath-taking women on the planet? How could you ask me to keep my hands from you?” He asked softly moving his middle finger up and down your slit, before he pressed his middle finger deep inside of your pussy. Your head threw back as you tried to hold in your cries from being too loud, your hips ground in a circle as you pushed down against his finger fucking yourself for him to have a show. You pressed your ass back against his dress pants feeling the dent in the slacks as he rolled his hips against your ass. You were on could nine loving those thick fingers that would finger you. He added another one, scissoring you open as he finger fucked you, the wet lewd sounds started to produce and drench your lavender panties that were part of your lingerie set.

“Please keep going, make me cum daddy.” You whispered out to him who was more than happy to oblige. He shoved his fingers in and out of you deeper, letting your wetness coat at his fingers as he released a soft growl, your stomach knotted, your hand moved to grip at his wrist as you got closer, your legs were bucking as a loud mewl escaped your lips but suddenly a knock on the door made you both freeze.

“Hoseok! Come dance with your mother! Hurry up you two!! She gets to hog you later.” His mother playfully yelled walking away from the door because if she didn’t get you out, you would both stay in there fucking and she had a pretty good idea of it.

Hoseok chuckled looking at you apologetically pulling his hands back from your pussy. He sucked on them moaning at your taste, his free hand pushing his brown hair from his forehead.

“I’m sorry baby I promise to make it up to you later.” He leaned down to kiss your pouty lips knowing you were hating him at this moment. You were sulking, but you tried to let it go, dressing up in the short off the shoulder white sundress, you put on your white zip up heels that was accented in gold, a lazy smirk on your lips as you planned on getting your husband back. He changed into white jeans that were baggy on his body and a pink button-down shirt, with the first few buttons undone he smiled at you. You rolled your eyes being the first out of the room and towards your parents. You guys had someone come to clean up behind you and put your dress and his tux in the car so with all the worries gone away and the wedding behind you, both of you started to relax and just enjoy your time. You moved around and danced with your parents, taking pictures with anyone who wanted to be in your presence. You even allowed some of the fans to come in and experience the reception as long as they were not crazy and trying to ruin things because you were with their favorite bias.

When it was time for you guys to give a toast, you all sat down at a long white table filled with food and seats for everyone that you allowed up there. Namjoon was the first up to speak, being the leader and everything he had to go first to set the mood and make things interesting. Telling embarrassing stories and just things about Hoseok that were endearing in your eyes. Your mind however was going to something else, your panties were still very much drenched and your pussy was clenching just hearing the male beside you chuckle or say something in a low tone to you. Even when you were dancing he purposefully held his hands closed to your ass gripping on your hips too much to bring you closer to his body when there wasn’t even space. You were buzzing with the need to get him back. Sitting against him, your hand came up to slide up his thighs slowly causing him to clear his throat while you smiled sweetly continuing to laugh and look at everyone glad that the table cloth was down long enough so no one could see. Your hand placed against Hoseok’s bulge, rubbing up and down against the outline of his shaft, feeling it twitch under your hand. He groaned and cleared his throat trying to smile as he leaned close to you to whisper.

“The harder you get me the harder I am going to fuck you.” He said with a sweet smile, kissing your lips making it seem like it was a lovingly conversation.

“Then, what happens if you can’t get any harder?” You asked him nuzzling your noses together licking across his bottom lip quickly.

“Then, I will fuck you as hard as I can and I’m not stopping until I get you screaming and sore from my hips slamming against yours.” He spoke against your lips and you shuddered pulling back from him as Hoseok was called to stand up and give a speech. While he was doing it, your hands moved to trace the inside of his thigh, you couldn’t go too high because you would get in trouble but you were going to try and push as much as you could, humming in pride at the fact that he was losing his mind and trying to play it off but his cheeks were tinting red.

Once he was done, he sat down to look at you giving you a breathtaking kiss as his lips slammed against yours, until you couldn’t breathe anymore. He pulled back winking at you. It was his silent promise to you and you knew what that meant, and boy were you ready for it.

For some of the reception you stayed with the little babies, finding Yoongi’s son’s cheeks so adorable. Pinching them gently you held him in your lap as many more people came around you to talk and say sweet things to you and Hoseok both. A lot of people told you to have kids, and you couldn’t help but feel so shy and flustered from that conversation alone. It wasn’t the thought of having his kids, it was how he looked at you like a predator that was more than ready to pounce on its prey whenever it was time to. When the reception was over, and everything was being cleaned up you both were urged to go and head towards the plane so that you could fly out for your honeymoon. Your heart was beating fast and you kept trying to push it off and stay around because you knew that Hoseok was more than ready for you. He chuckled picking you up, kissing your lips and shutting you up as he carried your flailing body towards the limo.

“Driver, please whatever you hear.. Don’t blame me. And I promise I will paint your room when I get back.” Hoseok told his cousin that he bribed to drive as he rolled up the window between you and the front. You shook your head as Hoseok pulled you on his lap whispering to him as he moved your panties to the side and gripped you around your waist to stay pressed against him.

“I warned you one too many times.” Hoseok recalled as his dick was free, he gripped it with one hand slapping it against your wet slit smirking as he pushed you down to grind your wet lips against his shaft that was eager and pulsing ready to feel you.

“I behaved!” You tried to reason and he shook his head.

“You aren’t behaving now. You’re trying to run from this dick. I only have so long so unless you want to be standing outside of the airport letting everyone else see us shake I suggest you take it now, because the longer I wait, the worse it will be on you.. We don’t have toys in here kitten.” Hoseok looked up at you. Nodding your head quickly you agreed, knowing that he was speaking truth and you didn’t want to be punished later and denied orgasms on your honeymoon.

Hoseok grinned proudly, gripping at the base of his shaft, he pushed his dick into you slowly burying himself inch by inch until he was having you rested in his lap, buried inside of you to the hilt. Hoseok had been already moaning, your warm wet walls wrapped tightly around his walls, and your hips circled lightly around him, making sure he was inside of you making sure that you could feel him all. Your hands moved to grip at the male’s shoulders, slamming yourself down on his shaft immediately. You pulled back until just the tip of his dick was inside of you. He watched you moaning in pleasure as you bounced roughly in his lap, his hands moved to grip at your ass cheeks. He helped bounced you on your lap after a while, his own hips starting to meet up against yours.

“Does it feel good? Are you happy that you’re finally riding my dick you little needy girl?” He asked you slapping at your ass cheeks. He leaned close to run his tongue against your collarbones, sucking on your skin, he made sure that you had blistering red bruises on your body.” You nodded your head, bouncing as hard as you could but keeping in mind that you were in a car you had to be careful of how you fucked him not wanting anything to happen while you were on the road.

“Yes daddy, your needy little kitten is so happy her daddy’s dick is buried deep inside of her pussy.” He groaned immediately gripping at your body to wrap his arms around your waist, holding you closely he started to snap his hips up against you pounding deep inside of your pussy, the wet lewd sounds being heard even though music started to play in the car. He bit on your jaw, harshly sucking on that skin as well just trying to mark you as his dick switched angles and searched for your spot. Once your hips reacted and you released a cry of his name with your fingers tangled into his locks, Hoseok aimed for it over and over making sure he assaulted that spot with the tip of his dick, your legs were shaking and you were crying out for him, incoherent cries and a mix of his name, your eyes drifting shut as you clung to him. Hoseok let his hips go, pushing them up as fast and hard as he could growling and grunting out calling your name in between as he focused on you, moving to his limits for you. It paid off when you were gripping tightly at his hair and pressing your head down against your own arms crying out his name as you let your orgasm hit you. Your legs locked around his thighs and your pussy gripped him like a vice, keeping him close to your body. Hoseok kept pounding into you until his own shaft was ready to release, his cum burying inside of your tight space, and he made sure to push his hips deep as he pulled you down on his lap making you take all his cum. He took deep breaths kissing along your jaw, your chest heaving as you swallowed air letting your limbs slowly unlock. Hoseok released you from the tight hold letting his hands rub up and down your back soothingly as he kissed on your face.

“We may be done now, but I don’t think I fucked you hard enough. I’ll make sure to redo when we get to our destination. Let’s hope you are a good girl because I have no problem finding out ways to bury my fingers deep inside of your pussy on this plane, princess.” He warned and you nodded, holding onto him, deciding in your mind if you should act out or take heed to his warning.

Aaron Carpenter Imagine - By stay-cloudy-caylen





“…and thanks for watching this video guys, it’s been really fun seeing what you guys send me! It means a lot! If you want to see more of Mahogany you can go follow her vine, twitter, instagram etc. The links will all be below, how was that Mag?“

“It seriously took forever but it was a lot of fun!”

“Okay guys! Thanks again, I love you all so much! Stay safe and be happy, bye!”

You finished watching your latest video for your YouTube channel. Figuring it was as perfect as you could get it, you clicked the upload button and watched the bar get more and more filled in by the second. You had filmed yourself and your best friend Mahogany opening your mail that you had gotten out of you P.O box earlier that day. Mag and you shared a hotel room for Magcon in LA, so you decided you would open the mail and make it into a video. It had gone pretty well and you both had loads of fun doing it.

“It’s uploaded !” you called out to your best friend from your room.

“Yay!” she called back excitedly as she skipped into your room with two bottles of water. You both high fived and plopped onto your bed letting out sighs. It had been a long day of filming and editing and it was always hard work. It took a lot of time but you loved doing it. It was definitely worth the commitment and you couldn’t complain since you had already agreed to all of this the day you uploaded your first video.

Nothing would be the same again and you knew that. Since you were already Mahogany LOX’s best friend everyone knew you would gain subscribers quickly since you had been on her vine many times.

Everyone loved you and wanted you to make your own channel so, with her help, you did. Your channel and vine set off like a rocket and you were already at five hundred thousand subscribers as well as one million on vine. Being apart of magcon helped a lot too, Mag put in a good word for you and you were included.

“What do you want to do now?” you asked as you stared at the ceiling.

“Well, we could either read through your comments now or go to the beach?” she asked as she checked her phone, “Its only noon and its really hot,”

You sighed heavily. Mag knew how insecure you were about your body but insisted in you always showing it off. Whether it was by forcing you into wearing bikinis or short shorts and crop tops or cute little summer dresses. She always tried to tell you how stunning your body was but after all, everyone was insecure about something. Your insecurity was your body but Mahogany was the only one who knew.

“Do we have to?” you begged your best friend, “You know I hate the beach for reasons,”

“Don’t be so stupid, your body is perfect!” she denied, “You have nothing to be insecure about! Now go put on that new bikini I made you buy and I’ll invite everyone,”

You froze in place, pulling her back towards you, “Everyone?”

“Yes everyone, including a certain Mr Carpenter,” she winked cheekily before running off. You face palmed, before groaning and dropping to the floor.

You had had a crush on Aaron for as long as you could remember. The first time you met him was a few months ago after you first started magcon. You two grew a tight bond and always tweeted, texted and hung out with each other. Fans began to like seeing you together and wanted you two to be a couple which lead to endless shipping off you two.
You both just laughed it off but you knew you had feelings for him. The first time you saw his perfect smile, you fell for him and you fell hard.
He didn’t like you back of course but the one little crush turned into deeper feelings and once you were in, you couldn’t get out. Mahogany was the only ones who knew since t she was your best friend. She was certain that he liked you too but you didn’t believe him.

Why would Aaron like you? A self-conscious, insecure, weird girl like you? Exactly.

You sighed again, knowing you had no choice in the matter, and got up to find your bikini. You looked at the two piece set and groaned, knowing how fat you would look in it but pulled it on anyway to make Mahogany happy.

You put a tank top and shorts on over it before tying your long dirty blonde hair into a bun. You grabbed some sunnies and flip flops before meeting your best friend in the lobby. You both left the hotel, locking the door behind you, and taking Mag’s car to the beach where you were meeting the others as they were already in town.

When you arrived at the beach car park you could already see the boys car. Great. Everyone was already their but you two. You both hopped out of the car and were immediately greeted with hugs from the boys.

“Hey Carter,” you laughed giving him and Matt hugs. You then moved onto Nash with a bit of struggle since he was a lot taller than you but it didn’t matter. You also have hugs to Shawn, Jack and Jack, Taylor and Cameron.

“I get one too, right?” Aaron grinned and pulled you in for a warm hug.

You both held on for a few seconds longer than the others and you felt the same butterflies in your belly as you did the first time you both hugged. You snapped out of your daze and followed everyone as they walked down the beach to find a spot to set up. As soon as you got to an appropriate place all the boys immediately stripped off and Mahogany took off her shorts and top. You caught sight of Aaron’s body and mentally screamed. You quickly looked away from the heaven in which he was to prevent yourself from drooling.

“Come on (Y/N) ! Strip off already!” Matt ushered you as him and the other boys ran to the water. You laughed nervously and looked at Mag’s who was giving you encouraging looks. You took a deep breath and prepared yourself for a life time of embarrassment.

No one had ever seen you in a bikini before because you never really liked going to the beach so whenever they offered, you would always pass. You decided to get it out of the way and done with and tugged off your shirt and shorts. Your best friend gave you a proud grin before running off to the water aswell.

You felt eyes on your body and turned around to find Aaron behind you. He quickly looked away so you let it blow. You mustered up enough courage to grab his hand and tug him towards the water, running quickly. He laughed and stopped your pace but before you knew it he had chucked you over his shoulder effortlessly and returned to sprinting. You thumped on his back pathetically, screaming and laughing but not minding too much as you had a great view of his ass from where you were.

Soon enough you were in the water but it didn’t quite touch your head. You could hear everyone laughing as Aaron swung you slightly making you scream and cling onto his legs.

“Let me down Aaron!” you squealed as a wave almost hit your face. He laughed his beautiful laugh but you were too busy to internally melt.

“Okay,” you sighed in relief, “On one condition..” he continued cheekily making you groan. Classic Aaron, there’s always a catch.

“And what may that be?” you replied, dodging another wave.

He let out a nervous breath , “You go on a date with me.”

You gasped slightly, but your shock soon turned to happiness. He liked you back, he actually liked you back.
You held yourself back from screaming and bit your lip.

“I accept your condition, I definitely accept.”



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Truth - a small drabble

[[[So this just kinda happened. It was written on my phone, so forgive any errors. Apologies there is no cut, mobile probs. Thanks!]]]

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The silence of the line is broken by the crackling static as he releases the breath he’d been holding.

“Josh. Please, I need you right now. I need you to tell me the truth. I need my best friend to be honest with me. Because frankly, no one else is. I can see it in their eyes and I’m so fucking sick of getting the same look.”

She feels the frustration building as her pleas become borderline desperate. She’s been getting the feeling that perhaps, her gut is right. She feels more and more confident with each look of, what she can only describe as pity, crosses the features of those closest to her. When she alludes to the reason behind the looks, they all assure her that it’s nothing and if she’s happy, nothing else matters.

But last time she checked, being happy didn’t mean being blind. And she would admit to herself in the silent hours just before dawn that maybe she’s been holding on to something that was always meant to have been let go. She didn’t deny that she loved him. She didn’t deny that the thought of making this work was something she wanted.

But she also couldn’t deny how quickly things slipped back into place. She couldn’t deny that certain things, like the sudden need to be with her throughout all her promotions. Or the timing of the failures of his two films and the immediate rekindling with her shortly after. She often wondered why they had both been so clear about their stance on the paparazzi, yet as soon as she was away from him, pictures of him and random women had popped up in a very strategic manner. No matter how hard she tried to bury it, the sinking feeling of those being purposeful still nagged at her.

Then, how suddenly there were well placed paps in Montreal after their resurgence as a couple when the previous 4 months they were there, there was never a pap.

It’s things like this that caused her to lie awake at night as he slept beside her. She would tell herself over as over that she was being paranoid. She was allowing herself to fall into a trap laid by her own insecurities. She convinced herself that it was all in her head.

It seemed to work until she flew back to the states after New Years. It had been a conversation she had with Sam a few nights before flying out the LA for the kick off of award season.

They had been at a quiet bar just outside of Atlanta. They were talking about the Holidays and somehow the conversation turned to how Sam’s first year of marriage was going. The conversation flowed well until the hiccup that sent her mind into a whirlwind for days after.

“So what about you Jen? Are you ready for marriage?”

“I don’t know Sam, I just know I want to slow down for a little while. Marriage is appealing, but I’m not sure I can say one way or another.”

Sam lifted his beer and took a long pull, breaking their stare and looking down at his ring before spinning it mindlessly around his finger. She sensed he wanted to say something, but for whatever reason, he was holding back.

“Just say it Sam. What’s on your mind?”

He sighs deeply and speaks, still looking only at his ring, “Just… Just take the time to really think through any big decisions like that.”

Her brow furrows, “Okay. But why the sudden change? You’re whole demeanor is different right now.”

His eyes finally lift to hers, “I just don’t want to see you hurt Jen.”

“Why would you think he’d hurt me?” Her voice is soft, quiet. There’s a hint laced in her tone that says she already knows the answer.

Sam watches her for a moment, his eyes read like a book that she’d been reading all too often these past few months. A story she had been convincing herself was one her fragile heart had written. But seeing it reflected back to her by one of her very good friends, finally had her wondering if what she was convincing herself as the truth, was in fact the lie.

“Just do what’s best for you. Not what’s best for anyone else. Alright. Promise?”

She spins in the wooden barstool and places both elbows on the bar top, her hands wrapping tightly around the cool glass of her drink. She watches as a pearl of condensation rolls down the glass and weave it’s way through her fingers.

“Promise?” He quietly pleads beside her.

She nods her head, “I promise Sam.”

His arm reaches over and hooks around her shoulders, pulling her into a side hug, “Good. I adore you Jennifer. Gotta make sure you’re happy.” He chuckles as she lays her head on his shoulder.

“Thank you Sam.” She responds with a smile, “You know, it’s nice to know that when Ben and Blaine aren’t here, I’ve got you to play big brother.”

That conversation was five nights ago. Now, she sits on the porch of her Santa Monica home watching the stars sparkle at three thirty in the morning.

Her hand grips the phone to her ear, trying desperately to get him to understand how badly she needs him right now. Her other hand has her burgundy painted nails being worried between her lips as her teeth make work at chipping the perfection away.

After another minute of broken static and an otherwise silent line, she barks, “Josh. Answer me.”

Another crackled breath fills the line and she can imagine his frustration painted across his features, “Jennifer… I don’t -“

“God dammit Josh” she huffs, “Do you not understand how badly I need someone to tell me the truth. To stop handling me like I’m glass. To stop treating me like if they say something I’ll just fall apart.”

She begins to waiver in the last sentence. Tears fall from her eyes and her voice waivers against the emotional assault she’s been fighting all night. She knows that the amount of alcohol she consumed tonight at the award show and the adrenaline of her win are playing a part in the wire snap of the late hour, but she also knows she’s been lying to herself for a good while and she’s just so tired.

“Josh…” She whispers into the cool California night air, “Do you think he’s using me?”

He sighs, “Jennifer. You know how I feel about this. About you two.”

“That’s not what I asked Josh. Please, be my best friend right now. You have no fucking idea. I just need-”

“In a way, yes.” He falls silent as she sucks in the breath she had been waiting to take.

“Jen, I don’t doubt he has feelings for you. Not at all. But I can’t help but question the timing of it all. But I love you, and if he makes you happy, then I’m hap-”

“Stop. I am so tired of hearing that bullshit. Me blindly going through the motions because I love him doesn’t make me happy Josh.”

He takes a deep breath and speaks again, “What do you want me to say Jennifer? I answered your question. Even though every part of me screams I should just stay out of whatever is going on between you two.”

“I want you to be what you promised me you’d be Josh.” Her tone is harsh and she fights to keep her voice low so she doesn’t wake up the slew of people staying at her place tonight. “I want you to be there to tell me the truth, even when it’s not what I want to hear. I need you to be the man who I can turn to with anything and you tell me yes or no.”

“Jennifer…” He has a warning to his words, “I am that guy. But I can’t be that guy when it comes to you relationship with him. I’ll tell you a dress looks bad, I’ll let you know when you’re being a total bitch, and I’ll let you know if your breath smells like onions after a McDonalds sneak, but I can’t get in between you and him.”

“Why?” She shouts, covering her mouth with her hand as soon as she hears the echo off the patio walls. She takes a breath and drops her hand, “Why not? What’s the difference Josh?”

“Because I’m not in love with your dress, or your attitude, or how your breath smells. But I am in love with you. And dammit Jennifer, I can’t keep being put in the position of helping you convince yourself that you and he are forever.” His words fall in short, quipped breaths. Fast and almost running together before he falls silent.

“I tried to be that guy. I have. I want you to be happy. And if he’s it, I’ll support you. But don’t ask me to accept it. I can’t even begin to tell you how much I hate the fact that you’ve come to realize what people have tried to protect you from.”

“I don’t need protection, I need the truth.” She responds back through gritted teeth.

“You know the truth Jennifer. Don’t make me the bad guy by telling you what you already know. I won’t be your reason Jennifer.”

“I don’t need you to be my reason. I need you-”

The sound of the sliding glass door startles her and she jumps, “Hey love. Everything alright?”

As she stares up at him standing on the threshold of her porch, she can see the worry etched on his features in the moonlight when he catches the moist trail left by her earlier tears.

Just as Jennifer’s about to respond to his question, she hears an almost inaudible “goodbye” and then the soft click of a disconnect.

She smiles sadly, “Yeah. Just out here looking for some truths.”

He crosses his arms over his bare chest as leans against the door frame, “Oh yeah? Well… Did you?”

She looks at the now dark, blank screen of her phone and then back up into the night sky, “I think so.”

There is silence between them for a minute before he finally steps to her. “Well,” He places a kiss on the crown of her head as his hands rest gently on her shoulders, “come back to bed soon. It’s chilly out here.”

She simply nods as he walks back in and the click of the door sounds. Back in the silence of the night, she allows a new set of fresh, warm tears to fall freely from her eyes as the lights from the pier reflect off her face.

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Thank you for reading! Much love!