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Summary:

Just some little shorts (blurbs really) about your favorite Legends and what's it like living with them. Good and bad times await.

Notes:

The third little blurb does talk about depression. It's not really heavy. Just some talk about the reader having it and Elliott trying to help them. Not your cup of tea then don't read it.

Also this totally didn't get looked over by someone else so there might be typos or spelling mistakes. My bad.

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Chapter 1: Elliott Witt

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“I think I’m in love with you.” I passed with what I was doing and looked over at Elliott. He was staring at me with so much adoration and love? I hesitated too long because Elliott’s face fell and he looked down at his hands.

 

“Err… You don’t have to say anything. I shouldn’t have said that. I know we’ve only been dating a few months but I’ve never felt this happy before. I’m glad you came into my life. I apprac… apprec… I uh I’m grateful for everything you do. And if you’re not ready to say those words yet then I’ll wait. I’ll wait forever if i have to.” 

 

I’m not gonna lie. I was holding back tears. I quickly crossing the kitchen and tackled Elliott into a hug. I pulled him into a kiss and the floodgates opened, tears pouring down my face. We separated and he caressed my face. 

 

“Babe? Babe are you ok?” 

“I love you too. You make my heart so full of love and happiness. I never thought I would be happy again but then you came into my life and it was like the sun finally came out after years of rain.” 

 

At this point Elliott was crying with me. We were a mess of tears and snot and we probably looked gross but we were two messy people in love. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. 

 




Elliott was glaring daggers at Octavio. I would glance over at him and I would just see Elliott staring so intensely at the daredevil like he was trying to set him on fire. I was kinda confused because all Octavio was doing was showing me a video game. It continued like that for another hour, OCtavio and I playing video games andElliott silently sulking on the other side of the couch. 

 

“That was awesome! I gotta come over more often! See ya later compadres.” Octavio finally left and I stretched, back popping and a satisfied groan leaving my lips. I smiled over at Elliott but noticed his dissatisfied pout. 

 

“What’s the matter baby?” Elliott just gave me a shrug and went to the kitchen. 

 

“Nothing. Nothing's wrong. Just that I had this entire day planned with just the two of us. And then Octavio came over and ruined it. Took your attention away from my beautiful face.”

Oh?

 

Ohhh.

 

“You’re jealous.” Elliott sputtered and looked at me like I just slapped him across the face. 

“Elliott Witt does NOT get jealous.” A smirked wiggled it’s way onto my lips and I cuddled up against Elliott’s chest. 

 

“I’m sorry baby. How about we go into the bedroom and I uhh I give you some much needed attention?” 

 

Elliott grinned down at me, “I like the sound of that.” 

 




Things have been going to shit. Well not really? But my depression has been acting up really bad lately and I don't even know why! I’ll be good and happy and then my old buddy depression kicks open my door and roundhouse kicks me in the face and states that they’re moving in for an undescribed period of time. Elliott has been trying to cheer me up and God I love him so much more for it. 

 

I was currently curled in our bed under the blankets hiding from the world. I heard the front door open and close, Elliott calling for me. I ignored him, not wanting to socialize.

 

“Babe? Babe come on I have something planned.” I poked my head out and was promptly smacked in the face with a backpack. I gave Elliott a confused look and sat up. 

 

“What’s this for?” Elliott gave me a big grin and went to the closet and started pulling clothes out.

 

“You. Me. And an entire weekend getaway to a beautiful beach side house.” 

 

“Why?” I didn’t mean to sound so ungrateful but my social battery was drained and I just wanted to stay in bed. Elliott came over and sat next to me and planted a kiss on my forehead. 

 

“Because I know depression is a bitch and I know that sometimes getting away for a while can help. And I just wanna help my baby feel better.” What did I do to deserve this man? I looked down at the backpack and fiddled with it. Looking back up at Elliott I gave him a  small smile.

“Vacation?” Elliott gave me a big grin back.

“Vacation.”