ivanstfu :
finally moving from the spot he had frozen into, he slowly approached the girl, arms pulling her into him. âsophâŚ.â he whispered to her, a hand gently coming up to the back of her neck, holding her closely. âthe decision is ultimately yours.. your body, your rules, your decision..â he said in a cautious voice, nervousness still detectable. he was terrified, absolutely scared. constantly, the words dylan spat at him continued to replay, over and over. âiâm not leaving you..â
 a sigh of relief escaped her the moment ivan didnât bolt out of her house. she needed him more than anything at this moment. her fears were eating her up each day and she knew she probably shouldnât have been this reliant on him, but she couldnât help it. âi wanna hear what you think. you matter just as much.â she affirmed, burying her face in his chest as she struggled to keep a calm composure. âi love you, ivan. more than anything.â she looked up, tip toeing to press a kiss to his cheek, tears continuing to flow down her cheeks as she spoke. âheâs wrong about you. i promise.â it was like she could read his mind. she knew how badly Dylan had affected him. his words were like daggers. even she couldnât forget the chilling tone in his voice. âfor what itâs worth if this is going to happen i think youâd be the best dad in the world. you and i can do anything so long as weâre together.â














