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The warm, summer sun feels nice on your face, your eyes closing with contentment as the wedding party happily chats among themselves; streamers and balloons surround your table indicating the reason for your party, and yet, people of all sorts of ages keep sending drinks your way but no one complains as the liquid burns going down their throats.
The tiki bar next to where you're sitting plays a song the bride requested and some of the group cheers happily, tipsy from the free drinks that keep coming.
The calmness behind your eyes is suddenly interrupted when one of your friends bumps you, their hand coming to cover the grin that won't leave their mouth.
"Don't freak...but that hot guy in the pool won't stop looking at you."
Your stomach bubbles with butterflies at the mention of someone checking you out and you immediately look in the direction of their finger, and you cannot stop your jaw from dropping once you spot him; holy fucking shit, there is absolutely no way- You feel yourself sobering up as your eyes meet from across the way, his green eyes are as piercing as the day you met him and the way his lip quirks up as he brings his drink up to his lips-
"I'm gonna get another drink."
Your gaze falls to your lap as you stand up, quickly making your way over to the crowded bar before any of your friends could get another word out. You lean against the bar, shoulders grazing other patrons and you glance back in his direction; water drips from his tan skin as he walks out of the pool, his once youthful appearance now much more mature looking and the way his swimming trunks hang off of his thick hips makes your skin hot. You turn back and attempt to get the bartender's attention amongst the rowdiness but your shoulders sink as you fail to do so.
"Aye, Mate,"
A gruff voice suddenly speaks up from behind you, immediately grabbing the attention of the bartender.
"Get this lady a shot, will ya?"
Your breath catches in the back of your throat as you turn around, and you're met with those same green eyes. Your throat bobs as you swallow nervously and Xyx smirks down at you, his head tilted slightly as his eyes take in your facial features, his cheeks tinted red and his breath smells of alcohol.
"Been a long time, hasn't it, doll?"
"you're thinking of taking that job, aren't you?"
His gaze drops at your question and your heart sinks at the clear answer.
"I already have.."
"I can't just pick up and leave! My life is here!"
Anger rises up your throat like hot bile and tears are threatening to spill down your face; Xyx's hands move to rest on top of his head, his knuckles turning white at how hard he's grabbing at his hair.
Curses and heated words are spoken and regretted, but they've been said.
You look at him through the hot tears that roll down your cheeks, Xyx moves towards you to apologize but pauses when you remove the ring from your finger; you place it gently onto the coffee table and the silence that fills your apartment is the last moment you ever shared.
"Please tell me that party isn't for you."
Xyx says as you two sit together at the edge of the pool, the sun halfway across the sky now and soft music plays in the background. You laughed gently, shaking your head as you gently dragged your finger through the cool pool water below.
"Would you be happy when I tell you that it isn't..?"
"I would be thrilled."
He admits with a bashful smile, his gaze dropping down to look at your hands, your pinkies just inches apart. Xyx takes in a shallow breath as his stare meets yours again and you can't help but notice how much more pronounced his freckles look.
"You know, I haven't had a decent relationship since you."
"you're just saying that."
You roll your eyes, giving him an unimpressed look and he laughs lightly, holding his hands up in surrounder.
"I'm serious!"
"You're the only one I've ever wanted..."
Xyx's eyes glance down to your lips and you catch yourself leaning towards him; he always had such a magnetic presence about him. Your fingers twitch as they graze the top of his hand, his warmth was still so familiar. You smiled, leaning your head on his shoulder and you felt him pause for a moment before he allowed himself to lean back. You sigh softly, watching the soft ripples of the water in front of you and your chest tightened, all those years of figuring yourself out and mending your own broken heart came crashing all around you and tears began to silently roll down your cheeks. Xyx shifts, pulling away from you and he looks at your face, his eyebrows pinched together in concern.
“I spent so much time figuring out how to live without you,”
Your words come out as barely a whisper and you feel like a child, shrinking under his soft eyes. He sits quietly, allowing you to continue but his hand tightens around yours; your eyes shift to look at the contact.
“You moved across the country and I was left to pick up the pieces, all by myself.”
“I regretted that decision, I do regret it now.”
He replies, his free hand coming to gently wipe the tears from your cheek and he smiles sadly; you lean into his hand, pressing your lips to his palm and you look up at him through your dewy eyelashes. His eyes flicker back and forth between both your eyes and the passion that lived within them was still as strong as the day he left you.
“I still love you, more than anything.”
You let out a breath, a soft laugh, and you rest your hand against his chest, his warm skin sinks into your bones and the familiarity feels so right. Your eyes drop to his lips and you suddenly feel eager, your limbs tingling with anticipation as the both of you lean in. Your lips barely touch for a moment, testing the waters and when neither of you pulls away, the kiss becomes more passionate. His lips taste like beer and candy, and the warmness of his tongue against yours has you melting into him even more.
He pulls away first, and you chase his lips, high off of his lips and he chuckles. His eyebrow raises as you lean back on your arms, peering at him suggestively through hooded eyes.
“So, does this mean we’re gonna give this a go?”
“You’re such a tease,”
A playful growl rumbles in his chest and he smiles darkly, reaching over to gently pinch your side. You yelp, shooing his hands away and he chuckles loudly.
“But, I'd be an absolute idiot if I said no.”