patient or past?

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you-dont say that
you unfolded your legs sitting normally staring at him

ashton-well you won't shut up about lynn, what's his name?
he asked sliding back onto his bed waiting for a reply

you-flynn
you sighed as his eyes glanced back up to yours

ashton-the police officer?
he asked seriously and you nodded

you-not sure how you guessed that one

ashton-his names on his badge
he replied bitterly and you smiled

you-what do you see in her?

ashton-who lynn?

you-mhm
you hummed wanting a real answer

ashton-sex
he chuckled clearly hiding his real feelings

ashton-and flynn?

maybe if im honest, he'll be honest.

you-a kind guy who's helping me move through my boyfriend troubles
you admitted as ashton's head titled

you-be honest about lynn, tell me what you think ash
you pushed through your emotions. you're not together, you're his therapist.

ashton-shes unreal, nobody's cared for me in such a way and let me do whatever i want all at once

ouch that one stung.

you-she loves you, you know that?

ashton-she doesn't
he shook his head denying it. he stood up walking over to his draws

you-her eyes and voice tell me otherwise ash you need to set it straight with her or figure out who you want

ashton-i want you there's no doubt about it
he argued quiet defensively connecting eyes with you

you-do you really?
you questioned your voice slightly cracking

ashton-yes
he stuck to his original answer and you shurgged

you-we'll see soon enough

ashton-y/n it's you, ive told you countless times-

you-were not getting back together anytime soon ash not until your sex addiction is under control

he nodded understanding creating some silence before his voice began to speak again

ashton-everytime i look at her all i see is a fuck toy but when i look at you i see my future

that was cute you had to admit it

ashton's doorbell rang and both your eyes fell to it

you-seems like you've got company

you watching him walk through the house and open the front door to lynn

no surprise there

lynn-hey
she smiled holding a box out to him and he shook his head taking it confused

ashton-whats this? i didn't ask for anything

lynn-yeah i know im just checking in and offering you some nice things, you said i could come over whenever

he placed it down and opened it lifting up a tray of baked goods and she smiled staring at him waiting for a reaction

lynn-i thought maybe some homemade cupcakes and brownies could help your mood
she smiled

ashton smiled meeting her eyes
ashton-thank you

lynn-this row of cupcakes has jam inside and these ones are just plain vanilla but spinkles
she said pointing to the cupcakes

lynn-and then this is a shortbread tray and that's a brownie tray

he chuckled
ashton-what am i gonna do with all this?

lynn-save it, eat it im a good baker if i say so myself
she shrugged hugging him tightly and he stood in shock

you walked out into your kitchen muting yourself starting to cook yourself some lunch still listening in

as crazy as this is, he didn't end the call so he must want me to hear it all? plus im his therapist. if i hear it and see it all first hand i could understand him alot more