#afic: san francisco

[littledrummeraussie]

🌹🌹🌹

Oh, shall I do 3 as well?

1.

"I don't care, you're the boss. You can cancel on them. It's a Saturday - just for once be my boyfriend and not Mr. Big Scary Mafiaboss, and stay."

2.

"Let's go back." "Where?" "San Francisco. Let's make new memories."

3.

Suddenly he bolted up, eyes wide open, staring at the wall and taking lungful of air, making himself dizzy in the process. You shifted closer, climbing between his legs, and wrapped your arms around his trembling body. You held him close, running your fingers over his back, murmuring soft words into his ear as he buried his face in your neck, taking deep breaths, trying to calm his hammering heart. “I’m here, Ash, it’s okay. I’m here. I’ve got you.” He locked his arms around your waist, pulling you closer, never loosening his grip on you. You ran your hand up to his shoulder, lightly massaging his tense muscles, caressing his neck, brushing your fingers over his hair. His skin was cold and sweaty, his hair wet and sticking to his forehead. His breathing was slowing, and you moved your head to press a small kiss on his temple. He tensed for a second, but then melted into your arms once again.