Ezra felt like he had to make it up to Aria, for causing her such pain the previous night. Obviously, Aria had asked to forget about it all and just move on, but Ezra refused to do that. He had physically hurt her, and that wasn't okay.
He made sure to wake up earlier than Aria, pulling himself from the couch. After they arrived back at the apartment the night before, Aria had tried to convince him to come into bed, but Ezra kept his word and insisted on sleeping on the couch. She wasn't up for arguing, so she just rolled her eyes and went to bed, completely ignoring him.
It was breakfast that'd help him make it up to her. It was stupid and cliché, but then again it was all he could think of whilst she was sleeping. She was stubborn, and definitely wouldn't except gifts of any sort.
Before Ezra made breakfast, he took a seat beside a sleeping Aria on the bed, running his fingertips along her cheek in a soothing manner. She stirred once or twice, but still didn't awaken. That was the thing about Aria. She was a heavy sleeper.
With that he made his way to the kitchen, pulling out the ingredients that he would need to make her breakfast.
"Morning." Aria said from behind him, folding her arms loosely over her chest. Her eyes stayed anywhere but his. Of course, she felt awkward and uncomfortable, how else was she supposed to feel? It wasn't as much the arguing, it was the fact that he had turned her down when she asked him to sleep with her. It was embarrassing.
"Good Morning, sleep okay?" Ezra questioned, plating up all of the different foods onto a plate, before setting it aside and turning to face her.
"It was okay, a little cold I guess." He caught on to what she was trying to put across, emitting a small chuckle. It was cold without Ezra there, she was trying to make him feel guilty about not sleeping in the bed.
But instead of making a comment that could possibly lead to another argument, Ezra instead opened out his arms, jutting out his bottom lip. Without any hesitation, Aria ran straight into them, burying her face into Ezra's chest as her arms spread around his waist, emitting a small sniffle.
"I love you." Aria murmured, pulling her face back to that she could look him straight in the eye. He pressed a small kiss to her forehead, lingering his lips against her skin for a moment.
"I love you, Aria Montgomery. Don't you ever forget that." With a small smile, Ezra pressed another kiss to her lips. It wasn't passionate, or sloppy. It was the perfect way to show Aria that he loved her. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to grow old with you, and spend every second of every minute of every day saying that I love you."
"You're so mushy sometimes." Aria let out a small giggle, slipping her hands from around him to run up his chest, gripping his face.
"It's called being romantic, but if that means being mushy then so be it." He rolled his shoulders in a shrug, spreading a smug grin.
"You are quite the romantic, I must admit." Aria caught sight of the breakfast beside Ezra, running her tongue over her lips. "Is that for me?"
"It was an 'I'm sorry' breakfast. I wanted to make it up for you." She rolled her eyes, reaching behind him to pick up a piece of bacon and pop it into her mouth. "How'd I do?"
"You always make the best breakfasts, I have to say." She took another piece of bacon, continuing to do so until the plate was empty. "But now, you aren't allowed to try make anything else up to me."
"I need to. It helps with all of the guilt."
Aria blew out a small sigh, grasping at his hand to run it along her arm. The bruising had faded a little now, and wasn't all that noticeable.
"I'm fine, Ezra. Stop it."
"But...-" Aria cut off Ezra by smashing her lips to his own, biting down roughly on his bottom lip. It was the best distraction, the best way to prove that she was truly okay. After a few moments she pulled away slightly, dragging her hands along his chest.
"Stop. Just stop it."
"Aria..." She shook her head, biting down once more on his lip.
"Stop it. Now."
With a sigh, Ezra just nodded, staying silent about the matter. He wasn't going to annoy her anymore, or agrue.
"What do you want to do today?" He paused for a second, glad that he had changed the subject before continuing. "Pick anything, anything you like."
"I have a few ideas..." Aria began with a small smirk, grasping his hands in her own.

They decided on a usual day in, as they used to do before all of this happened. It consisted of a black and white movie, one they had seen over a billion times. But that didn't matter to Aria or Ezra, because they just enjoyed each others company.
Aria was settled happily in front of Ezra as they both laid on the sofa, hands entangled with one another. Aria would always find it interesting, playing with his fingers as they held hands. It was a good distraction.

It seemed to relax Ezra, all of the drama, all of the worries, all of the anger seemed to just poof. As if it never happened at all. It was as though they were back in the loved up days. When there wasn't some kind of awkwardness between them both, or when they thought that the only way to say I love you was to make out, or have sex.
That wasn't them, it never had been. Aria and Ezra were the type of people that would watch old movies, and read poetry, make each other dinner. It was their thing. Romantic, and mushy. It's how they worked. Always had been.
And both of them just wanted to get back to normal again.
"Are you asleep yet?" Aria joked, a shudder running through her body as she felt Ezra's hot breath on the back of her neck. If he wasn't asleep yet, he sure would be soon.
He could barely keep his eyes open. Mainly because he was up half the night worrying about Aria, and he had hurt her. Also, the couch wasn't all that comfortable when you're laid there alone.
There was two ways to bring Ezra down to this state. One, was to feel Aria's touch, running along his skin. The second, was his hair. Aria had all of these noted, along with a few others that she'd picked up on over the past year and a half. It made her feel powerful, like she had a hold on him whenever she was to use these two things against him.
Of course, she had her own fair share of weaknesses, but Aria's were more well hidden. It took more than just a tug of her hair.
"Hmm." Was all Aria got out of her sleepy boyfriend, his arm tightening around her waist. Ezra pulled her flush against him, tucking his leg between her own.
"Is that a yes?"
"No, it's a hmm." Aria couldn't help but giggle lightly at the tone of his voice, she loved his tired voice. Like a deep murmur.
"And what does a hmm mean, exactly?"
"It means hmm. Now shush, I'm sleepy." Aria pushed out her bottom lip, continuing to fumble around with his fingers.
"What if I want cuddles? I haven't had them in a while."
"You had cuddles yesterday, and right now." Ezra argued, way too tired to think about anything that left his lips. "Can I sleep now?"
She shook her head, dragging both of their hands towards her lips to brush a kiss along his fingertips. "That tickles."
Aria turned to face him, a small smile twisting at the ends of her lips as she saw his expression. His eyes were already closed, his face buried in the cushion. She began to unbutton the buttons on his shirt, just so she could run trace patterns along his chest with her free hand.
Ezra let out an almost inaudible groan at her actions, shuddering every now and then.
"So does that, stop." Despite Ezra's words, Aria continued to roam her fingers along his skin. "Aria..." This was slightly amusing to Aria, she loved frustrating him. He folded his arms tightly across his chest, shaking his head No. "Stop... I want to sleep..."
She frowned lightly, leaning in to brush her lips against his. Despite his tiredness, Ezra responded, pushing out his lips to meet hers.
"You call that a kiss?" Aria rolled her eyes at her boyfriends words, this time pressing her lips to his a little rougher. "Keep going, you're almost there." Ezra murmured, pulling his hands free from her own to cling to her sides. Aria pressed her lips too Ezra's once more, tugging at the ends of his hair with her now free hands.
"How was that for you?" Aria questioned, arching a curious brow.
"That was extraordinary. Good job, Montgomery."
"I aim to please." Aria tried to love away from the sofa, feeling slightly hungry again. Ezra, on the other hand obviously had other ideas, and tightened his arms around her petite frame, shaking his head.
"No. Keep still."
"I want some food..." She groaned, trying to push herself away from him.
"Don't make me tickle you." Aria let out a gasp, furiously pushing at his chest.
"Ezra, don't even think about it, you can't do that."
Instead of listening to her pleas, Ezra began to furiously tickle his girlfriends sides, trying to hold in any laughter that dared to slip through his lips.
Aria squealed under his hold, letting out giggles and screams as he continued to tickle her.
"Ezra, stop!"
"What's the magic word?" Ezra teased.
Aria spoke through gritted teeth, squirming around under his hold. "Please." He instantly let go then, receiving yet another shove in the chest from Aria. "I hate you."
"No, you don't." Aria groaned in defeat, pushing her lips out in a pout.
"I know, I don't. I love you."
"I know you do, Aria. I love you too."
"Love you more." He faked a scoff, tutting.
"You wish."
"Shut up, Ezra." Aria locked her arms around Ezra's neck, toying with the ends of his hair. "Still sleepy?"
He nodded, briefly closing his eyes at the feeling of Aria's hands in his hair.
"You can sleep now." She shuffled closer to him, fingers still latched in his hair.
"Thank you."
With that he buried his head in the cushion again, murmuring out inaudible words until he fell asleep.

It was then that Aria splayed a small smile on her features, not wanting to ever be without Ezra Fitz