We had just moved into our cabin. We finally found one as close to our perfect image of a cabin as we could ever find. I was still a student, going to school to be a Vet. I was originally planning to be a Vet Tech but I figured I might as well. (Yeah, it can be rough going to school, but it will help with the bills. But he would support me either way. He has always been like that.) I had just gotten home from school that day. Sadly, he hasn't come home yet. I decided to unpack a bit more, finishing all the boxes we had at the house for the kitchen so far. Once that was done, i decided to snuggle up with my favorite blanket i've had since i was a freshman in high school, and my favorite book that I've loved ever since i could read. I sat back in the comfiest chair we own. I had considered grabbing Max, my first "son". A red teddy bear that my love got me for our first Valentine's Day together. But I decided to leave him in the bedroom on my dresser.
After about an hour and a half, I smile as I hear his car pull up. I finish my page as he walks in the front door. He hangs up his jacket and takes off his boots and walks over towards me. I look up when he asks "so, is what you're reading any good?" smiling at me as I respond "it's alright, but do you know what would be better?" "uhm, let me guess. A kiss?" he replies. I smile as I get up, walking over to him, as he pulls me into a hug. He looks down at me, slightly grinning. I look into his eyes. I've always loved his eyes. They reflect his mood. When he is mad, they are almost black. When he's sad, a dark brown, and when he is happy, the most beautiful golden brown, with a green and gold rim on the outer edge of his eye. I think back to when we made our kissing game. I was awkward and too afraid to kiss him. He knew I really wanted to but was too scared. So we made, The Kissing Game. It started like a staring contest. Then we would slowly move closer until we were inches away from each other's face. We would look into each others eyes, I would get all smiley and giggly and he would make fun of me. But once I relaxed a bit, he'd glace down at my lips, and back up to my eyes and within 3 seconds he would lean in and kiss me. And I would go bright red and smile. But then I blinked back into the moment. "Ya know, i don't think I'll ever be as tall as you," I say sarcastically. "Well, seems as how we are a little old for that, probably not." he said, chuckling a bit. He kisses my forehead as I grin at his response.
He pulls away and turns towards the kitchen, as I make my way back to my chair and blanket I ask " how are you feeling?" looking over the arm of the chair. He turns to face me and replies "I was a bit chilly, but after that hug, I'm all warmed up." he turns back to what he was doing. I watch as he quietly searches some of the cabinets, he turns back to me and asks " do we still have any hot chocolate?" thinking back to when I was unpacking earlier " I don't know, should be in the cabinets, hun." knowing exactly where it was. "Hun?" he questions with a grin " well of course, we live together" I say smiling back to him. He turns and reaches into the cabinet I put it in, and pulls out the hot chocolate mix. He looks down to it and seems to space out for a while. He seems to smile to himself so i decide not to worry about it. He makes himself a mug, and brings me one as he walks into the living room. I thank him as he sits on the couch and I get up and join him. It was my night to make dinner so while he showered, I made tacos. Once he got out we ate dinner and watched some tv, talking about our day and such. Then I made him wash the dishes while I put away the leftovers and toppings and made my way back to the living room to grab my book and blanket and walked to the bedroom. I turned on the tv in the room and put on a show, as he made his way to the bedroom, he turned off the lights and tv in the living room. I had changed into pajamas and brushed my teeth when he walked in and grinned as I climbed into bed. He changed and came and sat in bed, while we cuddled and talked until I was ready to sleep. I dozed off while he stayed up a while later, then falling asleep beside me.
The next morning, I woke to some noises in the other room. It was still dark out, but I figured it was him, getting ready to leave for work. I got up, still groggy and slowly made my way to the living room. I smelled the coffee he made, and looked over to see him putting on his coat. I walked over and hugged him from behind "please don't go" I say. He replies " I have to, babe." he says sadly. I let go, looking down. He turns and kisses my forehead. I look up and kiss him back. He turns saying he'll see me later and walks out the door. "Goodbye" I say quietly as the door shuts. I look out the window and wave to him as he pulls away. As I turn from the window, I frown slightly at the empty home. I get a cup of coffee and sit in my chair, staring at the empty fireplace. I finish my coffee and get up to get ready for my day. I take a shower and get dressed. I head out to the living room and put my shoes on, I put on my jacket and grab my keys, making sure I have everything I'll need for that day. I lock the door behind me as I head out the door, starting my day.
A phone call, many texts, and several hours later I make my way home. I smile as I make my way up the driveway seeing his car parked. As I walk in the door he wakes up from a much needed nap. He smiles when he sees me and I put up my coat as he gets up walking over to a lump of dirty matted fur in front of our fireplace. I look at him confused as he whispers " I'll take him to the Vet when he wakes up." he walks over to me and embraces me in a hug as I keep watching the dog. " How was school?" he asks. "What happened?" I ask back. "Well he's alive, cold, tired, and probably hungry." he says. Knowing not to just go up and touch stray dogs I carefully walk around the dog, trying to get a good look at the poor creature. Wanting to give it the much needed love and affection it clearly never got. "I'll get some dog food and take it to the Vet tomorrow. I smile weakly at him as I walk into the kitchen. We make dinner and eat, shutting all the doors to the room with the dog so if he wakes up in the night, he will be safe and we would be too. We went to the bedroom and talked about what to do about the dog. He falls asleep first this time and I stay up worried about the dog and what may happen to it. I finally fall asleep around 12 and dream of what may happen in the next coming weeks.