It was an average evening in my apartment. I got hungry so I decided to get off the couch and make some late night pasta because let's be honest... late night snacks taste better for some reason.
It was pretty quiet this time of night. All that could be heard from the open apartment window was the nice breeze. Cars passing by smoothly due to no traffic. The sound of the gentle rain hitting the sidewalk, the stripped and red awnings above the windows and doors for the buildings outside. My feet pattered on the wooden floor, the noise being faint due to my off white knitted socks and the sound of the floorboards creaking here and there. I turned the knobs on the portable radio on the counter and turned up the volume.
I grabbed a pot from the cabinet and started filling it with water while I grabbed a box of pasta. I put the pot on the stove and let the water boil for about six minutes. I heard keys jiggling outside of the apartment door and heard a click indicating it was now unlocked. The door then opened to reveal my boyfriend, Aidan.
"Hey honey!" I greet him. He gives me a tired smile.
"Hey darling. What are you up to?" He asks me, putting his backpack on the coat rack along with his jacket; leaving his shoes by the door.
"Just making pasta. I was hungry and I figured you would be too!" I explain.
He then walks towards me at quite a fast pace, wrapping his arms around me and smashing his lips onto mine harshly yet passionately. I put my hands to cup both sides of his face while the kiss turns loving. He pulls away and rests his forehead on mine and rubs the tip of nose against mine. He let's out a sigh that was both relief and satisfaction.
"I love you... so much..." He tells me. His voice was raspy from how tired he was.
"I love you more..." I tell him.
"Well, I'm not letting you win this battle so... I love you most..." He says, smirking at the end.
"Fuck you." I say, causing us to laugh.
"You already did ma chérie..." He then winks at the end while I blush profusely.
"What did I say about using French on me!?"
"Oh come on you love it... chérie..."
He then pulled me toward him by my waist and started attacking my face with kisses, causing me to giggle. He then plants the last kiss on my lips.
"Oh my God!" I gasp, pulling away from the kiss.
"I love this song!"
I then pull myself out of Aidan's grasp and turn the volume up some more. 'That Part' by Lauren Spencer Smith was playing. This song reminds me of my relationship with Aidan in so many ways. I stuck my hand out for him to take.
"Aidan Gallagher... will you dance with me?" I ask.
He walks closer to me and gives me a kiss. He places one hand on my waist while his other hand held mine, my free hand resting on his shouler. He smiles at me as he spins and dances with me around the kitchen. He lifted me up and spun me in the air then put me down giving me a loving kiss with his hand holding my chin.
