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imagine your f/o letting you cry into their shirt, their arms strong and safe around you as they gently brush hair from your face and whisper soft little shh, shh, it's okay. i got yous ♡ imagine them soothingly rubbing your back and cradling you against them for as long as you need
your f/o might not fully understand your birthday blues. how could they? you are to be celebrated, and if things were up to them, they'd do so more than just once a year. in the beginning, they used to try and seek for a reason. why were you so sad about such a special day? how did you have such a distorted view of yourself?
then, they understood that they didn't need to make sense of your sadness. emotions are not measured by logic. depending on who they are, accepting that might take a while. but, eventually, they do reach a point of acceptance. yet instead of simply letting it go, they decide to try and make the best of it nonetheless. rest assured, for that doesn't mean they push you to do things you don't want to do.
no, that means providing you with whatever it is you need. you want peace and calmness? your usually adventurous and thrill-seeking f/o will set everything aside just to create a small space of paradise for you.
you want to feel cherished, want a day dedicated just to you after living a life of giving with no receiving? your f/o will serve you the world on their knees, making every dream come true your younger self had.
you want to forget something bad that might have happened in the past on that very special day? your f/o will take back what was stolen from you once, and if you so desire, they will leave behind a trail of guts and blood.
no matter what it is, they will turn the world upside down just to give it to you. hero or villain, good or bad, virtuous or sinful. you say the word, and it shall be yours.
AND! don't you even think for a second that they would allow that mean, little brain of yours to ruin your special day. nu-uh! 😤 even if it's a battle that has to be fought constantly, and even if they can do nothing more but be by your side as you fight, they will stay. always.
Your f/o scoops you up in their arms. They don’t hold you too close, just keep you nearby. They want to give you your space.
“My love, I won’t tell you everything will be okay. I cannot promise that, but you know what I can promise?”
You look over at them, a bit confused at their words. You just shrug.
“You will smile again. You will laugh at funny things, and eat yummy food. You’ll see pretty things, and wear nice clothes”
Their voice is oh so sweet and oh so genuine. You can feel their thumb brushing against your arm lightly.
“I can’t promise everything in life will be good, or that things will be okay forever, but I can promise that things will be good again.”
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