With the Lights Off...

(58): Let it Go

*Hey everyone. I was trying to be on a writing streak, but that didn't work out. I don't know what else to say, except the title was inspired not by the Frozen song, because I can't have that in my head anymore. It was inspired by James Bay, one of my new favorite artists, song called Let it Go from his album Chaos and the Calm. I hope you like this. Love you all <3*

Ian's POV

"Taking this vacation was probably the best and worst thing we could do right now," Nina whispered against my chest. "We keep on alternate fighting and making up and-."

"Don't forget about the make-up sex," I chimed in. She kicked me on the shin and I pouted. I pulled her up to look at me, trailing my finger down her chin. "What? It's true. Our cycle is fight-yell-cry-kiss-make up sex-be okay-fight-make up sex -. It is endlessly frustrating and thrilling."

"You're in a beautiful mood this morning," she said. "What's got you all happy?"

I shrug. Ever since the fight, I was trying my hardest to stop acting up. The outburst about her smoking might have come out of nowhere, as the outburst about her jumping on the bed. For some reason, this holiday we took to be closer to one another, was slowly pulling her away from me. I didn't know exactly what was happening with me, but I was turning into a paranoid person.

"You're here," I said. "That's every reason I could think of."

She laced her fingers with mine and kissed my shoulder. She rest her head on it silently and I turned to face her, my lips brushing on her forehead. "Everything's such a mess," I  whispered. "Why is everything such a mess."

She reached up to hold onto the side of my face. I leaned in to kiss the inside of her wrist. "I know it is," she whispered. "But we can find a way out of it. We always do."

"I know, baby," I said. "But this time, I don't want to find a way out of it. I want to find a way to fix it."

"Maybe we can save the thinking for later," she whispered. "We do have Dean and Dana's wedding to attend."

"I feel like I'm an intruder here," I sighed, moving her hair away from her face. "Maybe you can just go without me."

"Yeah right, like I'd let that happen," she said. "It didn't work out the last time I tried."

I smirked and ran my thumbs down her cheeks. "That was mostly my fault," I sighed. "I wanted to surprise you by pretending that I didn't want to be there. I set myself up to be mad. I really did."

She frowned and wriggled her foot, still sporting the bandage from last night. "It was not your fault," she said. "You were being your usual sweet self and I was deliberately trying to do everything you didn't want me to. I suck at being a fiancee. I really do."

"You do not suck at being a fiancee," I said. "There is nothing you are terrible at, Nina."

"Except following your rules?" she offered.

I shook my head. "You are the absolute greatest at following my rules," I said.

"And you," she sighed, sitting up to rest her arm and head on my chest. "Are the absolute greatest at singing me a wake-up lullaby. So, maybe you could do that for me now."

"A wake-up lullaby?" I asked, tracing her lips with my thumb. "I haven't done that in years... the last time was probably when-."

"When I woke up after a nightmare and it was 4 in the morning," she answered for me. "I know for a fact I didn't read at least a chapter of the Walt Disney Fairytale book. Maybe that's why I had that nightmare."