I have some horrifying food poisoning situation so DUMB PROMPT YOU ARE UNDER NO OBLIGATION TO FILL- 5 videos of Aaron Robert has on his phone that he probably sadly watched when he thought aaron was gonna leave him bc he wanted to hear his voice xxxx
we keep this love in a photograph
Robert took a lot of photos, and videos. He was a sentimental sort of person, at heart, and he liked having the memories. He’d take all sorts of videos, silly ones, videos of a nice view, videos of Aaron doing entirely mundane things.
He had five favourites.
o n e. wales
“Robert, what are you doing?” Aaron asked, hands on hips as he glared into the camera lens, Robert’s sunglasses perched on the bridge of his nose. He was standing at the small barbecue that had been sitting in the shed of the little cottage they’d rented in Wales, burgers charring on the too high heat.
Robert remembered the heat of the late afternoon well. They’d gotten lucky, with the weather, getting a whole week of close to constant sunshine, the summer well and truly kicking in as they enjoyed their beachside holiday.
They’d decided to have a barbecue, their last day, buying all sorts in Tesco, burgers and salad and a crate of beer, overly enthusiastic about the summery sun and their last evening as a trio.
“I’m capturing the moment,” Robert’s disembodied voice replied. “For posterity.”
“For posterity?” Aaron responded, barely holding back a snort. “I’m cooking tea, Robert.”
“Yeah, cooking tea on our first holiday together,” Robert responded, the camera still focused on Aaron as he flipped the burgers, sunshine blurring the focus of the camera. “I’ll want to remember this, you know. The first time we had a proper holiday together,” he explained.
Aaron’s face softened, more close up now as Robert moved across the small garden of their rented cottage. “We’ll have more holidays,” he said, decisive.
“But this will always be the first.”
Aaron smiled, really, genuinely smiled at the camera, tongs in hand. “You’re such a soft lad,” he teased, affection clear in his voice. “Now turn that off, and give us a hand. You’re supposed to be helping me, not arsing around on your phone.”
Robert had watched the video a hundred times, but the genuine love, and affection in Aaron’s voice, even back then, a mere few months after they’d decided to give their relationship a real go, astounded him.
It had been the beginning of something so good.
t w o. the beach
“Robert, are you filming me again?” Aaron asked, exasperated. He was sitting on a low sea wall, ice-cream in hand. The weather wasn’t half as nice as it had been when they were in Wales, but they’d braved the chilly day to spend a few hours at the beach.
“I wanted to record the day you won me a keyring,” Robert had the camera in selfie mode, pointed at the two of them now. He held up a gaudy keyring, a horrifically bright yellow and blue snooker ball. “Aaron Dingle, reluctant romantic, won me a keyring.”
Aaron rolled his eyes, tongue darting out to lick away some of the melting ice-cream. “Its only because I didn’t like it,” he shrugged, hoodie tugged up around his ears. His hair was mostly gel free, the aftermath of the quick splash they’d taken in the freezing ocean.
Robert nudged his shoulder against Aaron’s, wrapped up in his leather jacket. His own hair was lowing wildly in the wind, half flat against his forehead, cheeks flush with the late summer chill. “Have you had a good day?”
“You need it on camera to prove I’m not lying or summat?”
“I need it on camera because I want to remember all the good times we’re having,” Robert said, resting his chin on Aaron’s shoulder. “For when we’re old and grey.”
“You afraid we’re not going to be happy when we’re old and grey?” Aaron inquired, his focus on Robert now, an intent expression on his face as he licked at his ice-cream.
“I know we will be,” Robert said, stealing a lick of Aaron’s ice-cream.
“Oi, this is mine!”
“Whats mine is yours,” Robert said cheekily, taking another lick of the ice-cream, Aaron yanking it out of his reach.
“We’re not married, mate, and even if we were, I wouldn’t let ya have any.”