Need | Aiden & Whitney
itswhitneyhart:
Whitney shrugged at his question. “Come in”. The girl closed the door and ran over to her bed with Blondie. “God, I missed you! How is the best puppy in the world? Huh? Yeah, because you’re a nice puppy.” Continuing with the mommy voice, Whitney kissed the dog’s head a lot of time, not caring that Blondie would like her face a few times. “Do you want some kisses, too, Aiden?” The girl teased.
Aiden kicked off his boots before hanging his jacket on a knob. “Puppy? She’s almost two-and-a-half years, you know?” he chuckled while following the two to her bed where he simply leaned against the wall. “Sounds a little too dangerous,” he admitted, crooking a smile. “What’s going on?”
“She’s still a cute puppy, aren’t you” Whit reply to Aiden but kept looking at Blondie. “You can sit on the bed, there hasn’t been a men in this bed in a long while.” The blonde said, moving to the side and wrapping her jacket around her body tightly. She laid down, holding Blondie as close to her body as possible without killing the dog. “I don’t know, I just need a friend. I’m sorry I haven’t reached out in a while. It’s been hard to open up and talk about problems and stuff. How are you? Girl problems or anything?”














