Hey all, been a while. So this is a one shot; unless you want more, then I'll consider it. Let me know..
Aria was walking from Ezra's kitchenette, two cups of tea in her hands. She made her way to his couch, where he sat with his legs sprawled the length of the piece of furniture. She smiled though her smile only gave further insight into her pain. His eyes lifted from a distant corner of the apartment as she stepped closer, having rested the drinks on the coffee table. She stood next to him, silently asking if it was agreeable is she sat on his lap. He understood her immediately, so shifted a little so he was sitting with a straighter back, before opening his arms to her. She sat across his thighs and lent her body to his as his hands graced her upper arms repeatedly, rapidly; a desperate attempt to sooth their pain. She took a hurried, agonised breath, revealing to Ezra her emotions were tipping over and he kissed her cheek. He held his face next to hers as he felt a tear from her eye fall onto his cheek. He grew sadder and wrapped his arms so tight around her that it was a little painful, though neither were complaining. Her hand fell to the side of his outer thigh and she stroked it up and down.
The decision had been made. Months before, he had said to her "you're not going to break up your family to keep us together, it's not a choice", and the painful reality was that now she had to return the sentiment. 'If you love someone, you have to let them go,' and my god did they love each other. He had a beautiful boy who needed and deserved his father, and he had an ex who had gone without a partner's deserved moral support for too long; so Aria knew she had to say goodbye, though it wouldn't be happening for any other reason.
She turned so she was facing him, her knees either side of his legs and she placed her hand to his cheek, memorising the features as her eyes grew even more vulnerable than when they usually bore into his. He saw her heart breaking as he stared back into the smallest details in her eyes, wondering somehow if there was any way of her ever mending this pain. He cried and let out a soft sob as she pulled his head to the side of her neck, where he sobbed like an innocent child who had just lost the world. He loved Malcolm, and part of his would always love Maggie; though they weren't this love which he was being forced to tear himself away from. He didn't want to let her go.
"Ezra, baby, I love you so much, I-" she gave up trying to find the words before curling both of her hands through his hair and crying with her cheek pressed to his.
"I thought- I thought this was it, you and me. I can't believe this is what is happening," he rambled as he painfully pulled back from her to look into her eyes again. Her eyes fell to his lips. She moved forward and kissed him lingeringly. He was addicted to her lips, and this was them saying goodbye. He struggled a deep breath before clutching both of his hands at the sides of her waist, tightly making sure she wasn't planning on leaving him just yet. She moved her lips to his cheek, his chin, his neck and to the top of his chest while he confessed, "I thought I was going to be spending the rest of my days with you by my side. My beautiful Aria, I thought we were going to be woken by the child who interrupts our sleeping on a Sunday morning. This isn't it." His final sentence made her pull back from his body and look at him.
He was uncertain of what her look was saying. Heck he wasn't even sure what he was saying. Through the battling of his emotions, and he knew through her fighting hers; his mind was too foggy and he couldn't read her. Is she thinking that this is indeed the end? Or is she thinking 'baby this isn't our end'? He didn't know, and his body was tired from thinking, tired from his situation.
He pressed his hands into the small of her back. She smiled, deciding with him to focus on being there right then, and she unashamedly put her tongue into his mouth. His hands moved to the inside of her underwear and she smiled again. She noticed him smile too, and his breath was starting to relax.
"You'll always be my one and only. I'll never feel this way again, Ezra. You better write about me one day; about us one day. Then we'll have that," she spoke against his lips before staring deep in his eyes. A slight twitch of his mouth into a smile was confirmation enough that he couldn't ever forget her. Their movements picked up, love ensued, though sadness filled their air.
"I'm sorry," he whispered from a place of deep sincerity regarding their situation. She said nothing, and simply pressed her lips to his again as they continued to say their vowed goodbye.