forum School RP? (Closed)

Started May 09, 2018 by @.The.Girl.Who.Lived.

tune

Saffi lays there, feeling the happiest she has ever felt. She rests her head on his chest and sighs.

Milo hums softly, his eyes on the cieling. He smiles a bit at the ceiling, his heart leaping in his chest.

She places her hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat. "Calm down Milo. Your heart may just beat so fast it jumps right out of your chest," she says, laughing slightly.

Milo smiles, "How can I calm down?" He asks, "Since you're right here by my side?" he asks, chuckling softly.

"I could leave," she says teasingly, pulling away slightly.

"Nuuuu!" He grabs her waist pulling her tightly against his body. He laughs softly.

Saffi giggles excitedly and hugs him tightly. "Good," she whispers.

He laughs, burying his head in the crook of her neck. "I love you." he whispers.

"I love you more," she whispers. She kisses the top of his head and smiles.

"I love you most." he sings, kissing her nose.

"Well that's simply impossible," she replies, running her hand through his hair.

He hums, chuckling as he leans into her touch. "We'll call it a tie then."

She leans her chin on the top of his head and sighs. "I guess that's only fair."

He smiles, hugging her waist gently.

She sings softly under her breath, hugging him tightly.

He listens, resting his head in the crook of her neck, smiling softly.

She flinches slightly. "Sorry…my foot fell asleep," she says, laughing slightly.

He hums, "That's alright, Tesoro." he kisses her cheek.

She smiles slightly and kisses his forehead. "Okay," she whispers.

He smiles softly, returning his head back to her shoulder, snuggling her.

She sings softly, resting her head on his.

Milo smiles, relaxing. His fear of going blind wasn't as scary as it used to be. He could admit to himself that if Saffi stayed with him, he'd be fine.

(The feels..)
She finishes the song and sits there, hugging him gently, breathing shakily.

He holds her tightly, "Grazie, Tesoro…" he whispers, nuzzling her neck.

"What does that mean?" she asks.

"Grazie? It means 'thanks'." he says softly.

"You don't have anything to thank me for though…" she ventures, sighing slightly.

Milo pulls away, "But I do. Despite my illness, you've stayed with me, when so many others left me for it." He says softly, "Ti amo, mi amore." he whispers.

"That's because others assume things based on people's illnesses, deformities, or anything that they may see as wrong with people. They don't stick around long enough to actually get to know people's personalities. There are few genuine people anymore," she states, sighing.

He hugs her tightly, "But you are genuine, and that's all that matters to me." he whispers.