Your day started off nice- you picked up coffee and donuts from your favourite shop, there was no traffic on the way to work, and your annoying coworker was home sick.

You were reminded quickly how hard your job was. Coughing. Crying babies. Annoyed patients. All the wonderful sights that came with being a doctor.

You texted your fiance Conrad simply saying, “When can we retire?”

By the end of the day all you wanted to do was crawl into a hole and sleep for a month straight, but laying in bed and watching shitty reality TV would suffice.

As you opened the door to your small San Jose apartment, you were greeted by the warm smell of homemade pizza and Conrad in the cutest apron you had ever seen.

“What’s this?,” you ask, entertained by the way Conrad looked so serious.

“What? A man can’t make his fiancée some pizza?”

You laugh. Even after 4 years together, Conrad never fails to make you smile.

Conrad pulls up a chair for you to sit in and then sets the pizza on the table in front of you. After taking a seat next to you he starts asking about your day, and you’re quick to tell him everything.

Conrad’s brow furrows with sympathy. “I’m sorry honey, what can I do to help?” You tell him that you just need some rest and that dinner was a happy surprise.

You had dreaded this day all summer. The day you would have to say goodbye to Cousins, to the beach house,

to Conrad.

You tried not to think about it, tried to make the most of your time at Cousins- but you knew that eventually the sun had to set, even on those summer days that felt infinite.

You and Conrad sat in the sand with your head on his shoulder. The sun slowly sank below the infinite sea, reminding you once again that this was only temporary.

"Connie..." you lift your head off of his shoulder. When his eyes make contact with yours, he gives you a soft smile, his blue eyes glistening even in the fading light of the sunset.

"Yes, y/n?"

You shift, reluctant to tell him of what has been on your mind. It's almost as if he senses something wrong, as he's quick to bring his calloused hand to your soft cheek.

"Hey, what's going on?," he asks with concern in his eyes. You really thought you would be able to hide your emotions from a guy you've known your whole life, but you should've known better.

You sigh before replying, "It's just...this summer has been absolutely incredible. I mean for the first time in a while I feel alive. I'm just not ready for it to end- for us to end."

Conrad takes your hands in his. "Who said that we were ending? Y/n, if you really believe for a second that I'll let the end of a damn season get between us, you're wrong. You're worth everything to me, and just because we'll be miles apart doesn't mean that I'll stop loving you. I swear I'll call every day, every fucking hour if I have to. We're not letting this end here."

The sincerity in his voice put your mind and body at ease as you let yourself sink back into his arms, just like you had throughout the last two months.

You may have to say goodbye to summer, but not to Conrad Fisher.