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“Benjy,” Strel called, shaking Benjy’s sleeping figure. Benjy groaned, rolling over to face her. Grumbling, he asked what Strel wanted.
“Do you know what day it is?” Strel questioned, excitement pulsing in her veins. Benjy shook his head, and closed his eyes, trying to get back to sleep. Strel sighed, and walked out the room. Within minutes, Benjy was fast asleep once more.
“Benjamin,” Strel said, a few minutes later. Benjy groaned again, mumbling that he deserves to sleep in on Saturdays. Strel rolled her eyes, before she started strumming on the guitar she had brought. Benjy stayed in the bed without turning to her, but his ears were wide open and listening intently.
“Well, you’re probably asleep, and probably won’t hear this, but I’ll play anyway. All that practice can’t have been for nothing,” Strel chuckled to herself awkwardly, slightly discouraged. Benjy stayed still and silent.
“Um…” Strel began plucking the chords to a song Benjy recognised but couldn’t place a name to. Strel was silently whispering the chords to herself, before she began singing quietly.
“You hand fits in mine like it’s made just for me,
but bear this in mind, it was meant to be.
I’m joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks,
and it all makes sense to me.
“I know you’ve never loved
the crinkles by your eyes when you smile.
You’ve never loved your stomach or your thighs,
or the dimples in your back
at the bottom of your spine,
but I’ll love them endlessly.”
Benjy’s eyes wandered to the clock, and realised why Strel was doing this. It was Valentine’s Day. Tears were building in his eyes but he kept them at bay, as he continued to listen to Strel’s voice, her singing on point.
“I won’t let these little things slip from my mouth,
but if I do,
it’s you — ohhh — it’s you
that they add up to!
And I’m in love with you,
and all these little things.”
Strel paused for a moment, as she tried remembering the next line. Once she did, she continued.
“You can’t go to bed without a cup of tea,
maybe that’s the reason that you talk in your sleep
and all those conversations
are the secrets that I keep,
though they make no sense to me.
“I know you’ve never loved
the sound of your voice on tape.
You never want to know how much you weigh.
You still have to squeeze into your jeans,
but you’re perfect to me.”
Strel sniffled, wiping her eyes before continuing. By now, Benjy was crying too, although cautious to keep extremely silent. He moved slightly, so it would be easier to wipe his tears without Strel noticing.
“I won’t let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if I do,
it’s you — ohhh — it’s you
that they add up to!
And I’m in love with you and all
these little things.
“You never love yourself half as much as I love you.
You’ll never treat yourself right, darling,
but I want you to.
If I let you know that I’m here for you,
maybe you’ll love yourself
like I love you.
“I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth,
because it's you — ohhh — it's you... it's you they add up to!
And I'm in love with you and all these little things.
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth,
but if I do,
it's you... it's you they add up to...”
Strel’s voice cracked.
“And I’m in love… I’m in love with you, and all your… all your little things…”
Strel started sobbing, feeling ignored by Benjy, who immediately sat up, spun around and hugged her.
“F***… you’re such a good singer,” Benjy remarked, holding Strel close as she cried into his shoulder. He sighed, feeling like a d***. “Look, I’m sorry, okay? I just… I’m not good with this romance bulls*** and I really f***ing love you and I’m so f***ing sorry.”
“You don’t have to be sorry,” Strel whispered, releasing herself from Benjy’s grip and rubbing her eyes with her wrist. She cracked a small, silly grin. The one Benjy loves so, so much.
“Like I said, you’re perfect just the way you are.”
requested by @PandeeDEATH
Streljy - @Strelitzia x @BenjyPlayzYT
sorry benj
btw if you wanna see the uncensored version, check my status.
“Do you know what day it is?” Strel questioned, excitement pulsing in her veins. Benjy shook his head, and closed his eyes, trying to get back to sleep. Strel sighed, and walked out the room. Within minutes, Benjy was fast asleep once more.
“Benjamin,” Strel said, a few minutes later. Benjy groaned again, mumbling that he deserves to sleep in on Saturdays. Strel rolled her eyes, before she started strumming on the guitar she had brought. Benjy stayed in the bed without turning to her, but his ears were wide open and listening intently.
“Well, you’re probably asleep, and probably won’t hear this, but I’ll play anyway. All that practice can’t have been for nothing,” Strel chuckled to herself awkwardly, slightly discouraged. Benjy stayed still and silent.
“Um…” Strel began plucking the chords to a song Benjy recognised but couldn’t place a name to. Strel was silently whispering the chords to herself, before she began singing quietly.
“You hand fits in mine like it’s made just for me,
but bear this in mind, it was meant to be.
I’m joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks,
and it all makes sense to me.
“I know you’ve never loved
the crinkles by your eyes when you smile.
You’ve never loved your stomach or your thighs,
or the dimples in your back
at the bottom of your spine,
but I’ll love them endlessly.”
Benjy’s eyes wandered to the clock, and realised why Strel was doing this. It was Valentine’s Day. Tears were building in his eyes but he kept them at bay, as he continued to listen to Strel’s voice, her singing on point.
“I won’t let these little things slip from my mouth,
but if I do,
it’s you — ohhh — it’s you
that they add up to!
And I’m in love with you,
and all these little things.”
Strel paused for a moment, as she tried remembering the next line. Once she did, she continued.
“You can’t go to bed without a cup of tea,
maybe that’s the reason that you talk in your sleep
and all those conversations
are the secrets that I keep,
though they make no sense to me.
“I know you’ve never loved
the sound of your voice on tape.
You never want to know how much you weigh.
You still have to squeeze into your jeans,
but you’re perfect to me.”
Strel sniffled, wiping her eyes before continuing. By now, Benjy was crying too, although cautious to keep extremely silent. He moved slightly, so it would be easier to wipe his tears without Strel noticing.
“I won’t let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if I do,
it’s you — ohhh — it’s you
that they add up to!
And I’m in love with you and all
these little things.
“You never love yourself half as much as I love you.
You’ll never treat yourself right, darling,
but I want you to.
If I let you know that I’m here for you,
maybe you’ll love yourself
like I love you.
“I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth,
because it's you — ohhh — it's you... it's you they add up to!
And I'm in love with you and all these little things.
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth,
but if I do,
it's you... it's you they add up to...”
Strel’s voice cracked.
“And I’m in love… I’m in love with you, and all your… all your little things…”
Strel started sobbing, feeling ignored by Benjy, who immediately sat up, spun around and hugged her.
“F***… you’re such a good singer,” Benjy remarked, holding Strel close as she cried into his shoulder. He sighed, feeling like a d***. “Look, I’m sorry, okay? I just… I’m not good with this romance bulls*** and I really f***ing love you and I’m so f***ing sorry.”
“You don’t have to be sorry,” Strel whispered, releasing herself from Benjy’s grip and rubbing her eyes with her wrist. She cracked a small, silly grin. The one Benjy loves so, so much.
“Like I said, you’re perfect just the way you are.”
requested by @PandeeDEATH
Streljy - @Strelitzia x @BenjyPlayzYT
sorry benj
btw if you wanna see the uncensored version, check my status.
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