34- city
Many people might not know this, but I adore the city. I love the giant buildings and the fake glow of streetlights. I love the buzz of people walking around and I love the ever-present honking of cars.
The thing is, everything I love about the city, he hates.
"It's too big," he complains. "I can't see the stars. And it's way too busy. People are constantly pushing."
"I'll protect you," I offer.
"Thanks, but no. And even if you did, there'd still be the cars and... oh, GOD, the noise. I just... don't like it."
My disappointment must have shown on my face, because he quickly mutters, "It's not you. I just... don't like it."
So we stayed in town, and I looked out the window, imagining what it would have been like to show him the city when he suddenly says, "It's your birthday tomorrow."
I nod, half-pleased that he remembered and half-upset that I wouldn't be going anywhere for it.
"Let's go to the city," he says, almost as if it was his own idea.
So I laugh, and I agree that yes, it'd be nice to go. I promise to take care of him, and he promises not to complain, even though we both know fully that he will.
But we're happy, and that's all that matters.
Actually, when I think back on it, the only reason I might have liked the city was because I felt like I belonged. I realise now that I've always belonged, to him- I just didn't notice.
AN: D'awww. XD I'm so lame. ANYWAYS. Review if you liked. These are seriously out of order. I apologise. -bows-