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"i'm ready to go baby!" you called out as you walked into the living room.

your boyfriend andre was lounged on the couch with his feet up and his phone in his hands.

you guys were going out on a dinner date tonight. he had just come back from a long road trip and you had planned this date for when he came back.

"alright darling."

as his attention left his phone and his eyes went to you, they widened.

"holy shi-" andre cut himself off and jumped off the couch, "you look beautiful."

he rested his hands on your waist. you smiled as your cheeks flushed a pink color.

"how did i get so lucky?" he asked himself, letting his eyes drink in your body.

"stop." you blushed and swatted his hands away, "thank you andre."

"you're ready to go then stunning?" he asked, placing his wallet and phone into his dress pants pocket and picking up his car keys.

you nodded and smiled at him, "you look really handsome tonight andre."

"thank you my love." andre smiled at you.

he placed a guiding hand on your low back, "we have to go or else we'll be late."

you nodded and both of you made it to the car.

you and andre were going to a fairly fancy restaurant. not white tablecloth, but still have to dress up a little.

"name?"

"burakovsky." andre answered.

the hostess nodded and guided you and andre to a little table in the back of the restaurant.

"this is beautiful." you smiled, looking around the restaurant.

andre smiled at you, "i'm glad you think that emerson."

you got your drinks and food later into the night. you enjoyed every second of eating and talking with andre. you loved andre so much.

"emerson?"

you turned and saw your ex-boyfriend mychael. your eyes widened.

"oh hi mychael." you said.

"how are you doing?" mychael asked with a smile.

"i'm doing pretty well. how have you been?" you asked back, being polite.

"i'm been okay myself." he said.

you looked at andre. if looks could kill, mychael would've been mutilated right about now.

"you look really good." mychael complimented you.

"thanks. you do too." you returned the compliment.

"i'll see you later emerson." mychael said and walked off.

you waved and smiled as he walked away.

you slumped in your chair, "ah thank god that's over."

"i don't know. you two seemed pretty buddy buddy to me." andre mumbled.

"andre." you said with stern eyes.

the waiter walked over, "would you like any more drinks or dessert?"

"can i have the check?" andre said.

the waiter nodded and placed the slip of paper on the table. he walked away.

"are you serious right now andre?" you asked him, growing more frustrated by the second.

andre looked up from the check with a look in his eyes.

you shook your head at him.

"let's go. we're leaving." andre said sternly after he paid the bill.

you let out a sigh and shook your head at him. you walked out to the car.

the ride back home was tense silence. it was horrible.

once you made it into the apartment, you started.

"what the hell was that?" you asked in disbelief.

"i should be asking you that." andre said, "flirting with your ex-boyfriend in front of me."

you let out a dry laugh, "that was not flirting. that was being nice."

"bullshit." andre called and rolled his eyes.

you walked into the bedroom and grabbed andre a pair of shorts and boxers.

you shoved them into his arms, "have fun on the couch tonight."

you didn't let a word exit his mouth as you beelined towards your bedroom and shut the door.

you rubbed your face stressfully and picked up your pajamas off the bed. you made your way to the bathroom connected to your room and took a long shower.

once you were done showering, you laid in bed for a while scrolling through your phone, texting, playing games, and going on social media.

you plugged your phone in and set it down on the bedside table for the night. you sighed and yanked the bed covers closer to your chin.

it was different not having someone else in bed. sure, that's how it was when he went on road trips, but you knew he was in the house.

you laid awake hours and hours just staring at the ceiling, thinking.

you heard the doorknob click quietly and the door open. you saw the shadow of andre's body in the dark. he climbed into bed next to you.

"you can't sleep either?" andre asked you in a whisper.

you shook your head.

"i'm sorry emerson." andre apologized.

you tilted your head to look at him.

"i was being jealous and not fair." he mumbled.

he sounded almost ashamed of himself.

"andre, baby, i love you so much." you started, "you don't have to feel insecure. mychael was an asshole, you know that. i would never ever leave you for him or anyone." you assured andre.

"i shouldn't have been acting like that." andre said.

"maybe not, but we both didn't handle it right." you shrugged, "i just want you to know how much i love you and would never leave you."

"i love you too emerson." andre replied.

you smiled into the dark and gave andre a kiss on the forehead.

"can i hold you now?" andre asked.

you smiled and nodded, "of course."

he wrapped his arms around your waist and soon enough you could hear him snoring lightly.

"good night my love."