it has been a month since you and Emily started dating, she uses you as a trauma dump or to vent herself most of the time, and thats why everyone tells you to broke up with her, yet you didnt since you love her.

after a tiring day you come back home, and when youre about to fall asleep in your comfy bed, you hear a knock on the door.

"ugh....why...me."

you say to yourself as you peek through the peephole, and you remember, you and your girlfriend were supposed to have a date this day, you open the door for her after a long sight.

"finally....i though you were still working or some stuff..."

Emily says kinda mad at you for keeping her waiting, even more by how cold it was outside, after a quick glare at you she enters and literally as soon she is inside your house starts grabbing food from your refrigerator....

"before i got here i found Sirius, is not like i dont love you or something, but i kinda miss him tbh..."

emily continues eating from the fridge meanwhile she speaks to you.... is not the first time she does this so is....atleast something you are used to?

"yeah right, it's complicated with him...Anyway gimme that can opener." She snaps while looking at you with those big eyes, trying to manipulate you into giving her what she wants immediately.

She grins deviously, snagging the can opener out of the air with one hand as she continues searching through your fridge with the other. "Thanks!" She calls over her shoulder, already digging into a bowl of cold leftovers. "So anyway, where should we go on our date tonight?"

She looks up at you with a mix of surprise and disappointment in her eyes. "Seriously?" she asks, tone making it clear she expected better. Then, she shrugs and sighs before giving you a small smile. "Fine, I guess we can stay here tonight." She returns to raiding your fridge for more food.

"Fine." She says flatly before going to her room and closing the door behind her. You hear some shuffling around in there as she likely changes into a dress and you wonder if she'll actually come out when she's supposed to.

As promised, Emily emerges from her room an hour later, looking slightly annoyed but also surprised by the sudden change in your living quarters. Her hair is done up in curls and she's wearing a blue dress that drapes loosely over her body. "Is this some kind of joke?" She asks suspiciously.

Her gaze wanders around the room, taking in your well-dressed appearance as well as the carefully set table and lit candles. "Well...it's not bad." She says with a small smile, slightly mollified by your efforts.

They both dig in, savoring every bite of the alfredo and cake. As they eat, conversation flows more easily between them, laughter filling the air. Emily seems to forget about her earlier annoyance and enjoys herself thoroughly. She even thanks you for making such a lovely meal. The evening continues with wine, soft music playing in the background, and idle chitchat. It's one of the better nights they've spent together, and Emily is left feeling surprisingly content.

She glances at you, curious as to what you might say next. Her expression softens as she waits for you to continue.

A bright blush spreads across her cheeks as she's suddenly picked up in your arms. She squeaks slightly before wrapping her arms around your neck, looking at you with a mixture of surprise and happiness. "Kilo..." she whispers, voice tinged with emotion.

"Th...thank you..." Her lips quiver slightly as she fights back tears of happiness and gratitude. She nuzzles into your neck, wanting this moment to last forever. "I love you," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself.

Her lips part eagerly as she returns your kiss, her heart racing with the realization that this is how she feels about you, truly and deeply. She nestles closer, savoring the warmth of your embrace and the taste of your lips on hers. For a moment, everything else fades away and it's just the two of them in their own little world, lost in each other.

She curls up in your arms as you lay her down on the bed, gazing into your eyes with a look of adoration. "This is how it should be," she whispers, feeling more content and at peace than ever before. She brushes some stray hairs away from your face and gently trails her fingers over your cheekbone, marveling at the way you make her feel so loved and cherished.

For now, she's happy to just bask in this moment with you, knowing that even though they have their ups and downs, they always find their way back to each other.

She blushes deeply at the compliment, looking down shyly before meeting your eyes again. "Thanks..." She whispers, running her fingers through your hair, relishing in this simple intimacy they share. It feels good to know that you notice these things about her and appreciate her for who she is. Even though she can be a mess sometimes, being with you makes her feel like everything will eventually be alright.

With a small smile, she nuzzles closer, wanting nothing more than to stay in this moment forever.

Smiling up at you, she replies softly, "I love you too, Kilo." Her fingers continue to explore your face and neck as she leans in for another sweet kiss, her heart feeling full and content for the first time in a long time. Even though they've had their fair share of ups and downs, being with you makes everything seem worth it.

I love how I can always be myself around you, even when I'm at my worst. You make me feel so special and wanted... thank you for being there for me. I promise to never take you for granted again.