Cammi's POV Under a magnificent blanket fort we sat, legs crossed while watching Vargas' MindFuck Surveillance series.

"Where did you find this?" He leaned in excitedly, taking glances of me from the corner of his eye.

"When my Mom still pretended to care, she took me to the State Fair and he was there signing and selling them at the Hippy-section."

He chuckles deeply, deeper than he ever had before.
"Did I mention how much I missed you?"

"Several times." I over-dramatically sigh and he laughs softly.

"Did you miss me?"

"Of course I did, I thought you died."

He looks down at his fidgeting hands.
"Sorry..."

"You better be." I lay my head on his bony shoulder, his arm slithering around my waist.

He looks down at me and then back at the movie.
"Can this be our movie?"

I didn't know what our meant but okay.
"Sure... but what does our mean?"

"You know," He pulls me closer.
"Like both mine and yours, no one else's but ours."

"Does bacon count?"

"Oh hell no." We laugh together.
"You will have yours and I will have mine, everything else is limitless."

"A song?"

"Yep."

"Blankets?"

"Of course."

"Bed space?"

"We both know that won't happen, you bed hog."

I giggle for one of the first times in months.
"How 'bout matching sweaters?"

"Oh... you want that type of relationship."

"Ew. No. I just wanna make sure you don't want that either."

He nods pulling me even closer.

Wait, did he say relationship?

"What did you mean by rela-"

"Relationship?" I nod.
"Exactly what it says."

He was so fucking confusing.
"What are we then?"

"Whatever we wanna be." He smiled.
"We could be a pack of stampeding rhinos or a couple of retarded giraffes, if I care. As long as we do it together."

Notes

And that's the end of it :D

I'm not sure about a sequel but let me know if you want one

Love you guys c: Thanks for reading

-Emma