Brave smile
364 Words
P.O.V Ishmael
When I got out of the shower, I heard another shower go off as well, it must be Quincy.
Chuckling to myself, I moved towards the cupboard to get clothes. "Damn, who is that fine thing over there?" Shaking my head, I looked back at Quincy, she was wearing a blue ripped jeans, an off shoulder white top and her white Adidas superstar takkies, with a sling bag and the pendant I gave her for our anniversary. "Wow, my ego, Babe.", "I know, but an ego is sexy on you." Rolling my eyes, I chuckled, *this girl will be the death of me.* I thought to myself getting out my clothes. A white ripped jeans, a dark blue button up top, and my Adidas superstar takkies.
We both stood in the mirror, her arms slinged on my shoulder, as she stared at our reflection. We looked good together, polar opposites. "We look good together, don't you think?" Nodding, I smiled at her, through the mirror.
"Don't you think we could have done that beter?", "What do you mean?" Turning to me, she smiled, the same smile I fell for, more than five years ago. "I mean... not everyone accepted us being together. What would they say about Leila and Zion?" I sighed. She wants reassurance about the future, which is something I couldn't really give her.
"Honestly I dont know, Quincy." Her face had dawned into one of sadness. Our bodies soon came closer, if it was even possible, until she broke our hugging position by bursting into tears.
"Please don't cry, Quincy." Wiping her tears away, she began sniffling to compose herself. This is what I loved most about her, her ability to be strong for other people's sake.
"I love you for this you know?", "I know you love me, but why love me for crying?" Asks Quincy, hiccuping on tears, still confused. "Because our families didn't take our relationship very well, imagine what they'd say about Mason and Leila.", "Whatever happens babe, I'm always here for you, okay?" Looking at her, she smiled.
It's that smile, I know so well and love so much.
*I love your brave smile.*
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