Airplanes

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still no response. ive started writing a fairy tale ending, but i haven't published it jut yet... wven though i'm like 100% not gettig a reply. here's some (.01% angsty) fluff for you.

Joe POV

"Babe." I whisper-shout at Caspar. He doesn't hear me, so I poke his side. "Babe!" I say a little louder. He finally turns his head to me.

"Hmm?" He hums, positive vibes just radiating off of him. He immediately makes me smile, despite my current situation. Remembering it, my face turns stony again.

Caspar cocks his head, confused. "What's wrong, babe?" I take a shaky breath, looking back at the terminal. My stomach clenches tighter.

"I hate airplanes!" I tell him, on the verge of tears. His face softens, and he pulls me into a tight hug. I suddenly feel a lot safer. I breathe in his scent and melt into his warmth.

"It'll be okay, baby. I know you can do this. And I'll be right by your side the entire time." He mumbles into my hair. How did I get so lucky as to have such an amazing boyfriend like Caspar?

I nod into his chest. Being in his arms just feels so comfortable and so right. It's where I belong. He pulls away, and looks me in the eye. (is anyone there at all) He smiles, and I smile back.

"Flight 275 to London now boarding." A voice on the intercom says. My nerves immediately take over my body again. My lip quivers and my palms get clammy.

Caspar leans in and kisses my forehead. "You can do this, babe. I'm so proud of you for getting on this plane." I nod uncertainly, smiling a little.

Despite the sweatiness of it, Caspar takes my hand. We stand up and grab our carry-on (lET YOUR PATH UNFOLD) bags. He smiles at me, and brings our hands up to his mouth, kissing mine. "You got this, babe."

i apologize for how short jt is rip

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