You woke up sprawled across your bed. Thomas had gone and you stretched, a yawn escaping your mouth.

You climbed out of bed, changing clothes and standing in the middle of your room for a second. You thought about everything for a second.

What if you left? You and Thomas? What if you and him made a seperate life together. You could see it.

A small house closer to Texas where he grew up, somewhere in the blistering south. A smile tugged at your lips thinking of the possibility.

You walked out of your room, meaning to go to the living room but turning and going to Thomas's room.

You didn't even knock but instead pushed the door open, leading you into the room. He stood there folding the few clothes he had.

"Thomas." you voice chimed out making him turn to you, his eyes searching your face for anything that may be wrong.

He had a habit of checking you over for damage any time he saw you, like you were made of procelien and were priceless.

He walked over to you, placing a hand on your cheek carefully and smiling down at you. You smiled back up at him.

"Thomas, let's leave." you said quietly, not to alarm him. He didn't respond but his smile slowly slipped away from his face as he allowed his fingers to slip from your skin.

"Us?" he asked. You nodded with a new smile forming. "Let's go find a home. Just us, start a family.." you said trailing off. "If you want that.."

Another smile appeared on his face and he gripped your waist between his hands. "Yes." he breathed out excitedly. "When?" he asked, jumping a bit.

"Tonight. We can leave tonight." you smiled reaching on your tip toes to kiss him.