N.F.L Imagines

open when... (justin fields)

"no no no, this is a happy tear. because i love you and yes, justin, i accept your promise ring." she smiled and held out her left hand. i shakily took the ring out of the box and slipped it onto her ring finger.
"i love it, and i love you." she took both her hands and put them in between my shaking one. the left one on top, showing off her ring.
"i'm glad and i love you too, a lot. i can't imagine how that would have gone with my family here too" i gave a dry laugh.
"i think your nervousness is cute, and i'm glad we got this moment to ourselves." she moved her hand up to the side of my face and we shared a passionate, adoring kiss.

one of our lasts

"oh wait! my gift, open it. it's not as expensive as this gorgeous ring, but i hope you love it."
"well if it's from you, it'll be perfect" i said, quoting her from earlier. she gave me her signature smile and i couldn't help but return it, it's crazy how she always managed to relieve any anxiety i felt.

i started to tear at the wrapping paper and it uncovered a wonderfully painted box, a box i knew could only have been decorated by my wildly talented girlfriend.
"did you thrift this box and paint over it?" i asked with a grin, already knowing the answer.
"maybe" she said, bashfully.
"it's beautiful, i love it." i complimented as her face grew pink.
"okay, stop praising me and just open it." she said as she hid part of her face in a pillow.
"i can see why you also didn't want to open this in front of my family. you're also cute when you're nervous. we're really made for each other huh." i grabbed her left hand and kissed the newly placed ring that was on it.
"yeah, we're a dream couple aren't we." she curled up closer to me, her arm hooked through mine as she kissed my cheek.

i leaned my head against hers and opened the box, unveiling letters with an assortment of 'open this' on them.

"you open them up and read what's inside when you're feeling what they say. like that one you read when you're anxious and that one you can read when you need a hug." she pointed them out and looked up at me with her sweet, big eyes.
"thank you i love them. truly." i said, genuinely and reached over to kiss her again.

this flashback watched over me as i sat in a mountain of mess with the box sitting in my lap.

i can't believe i forgot about this. all her sweet notes and how she always expressed her feelings in writing and gifts because it was too hard for her to say them with her mouth.

i remember when i last saw her, our last goodbye. we were at the front door and she made me promise her that i would never forget how much she loved me. we stood there, not allowing our tears to fall until i finally promised and we shared our last kiss.

i don't like to think about how we led to a breakup, especially because it was 110% my fault.

i actually haven't dated anyone since. i've told everyone it was because i wanted to focus on my career, but it was really because i don't think i could stand it if i broke another person like i broke her.

discovering this box was bittersweet.

on the one hand, i was reminded of all the wonderful things about her that i tried so hard to forget.

but i also was feeling way worse than i did before.

with a sigh i reached out and began to open the envelope labeled 'open this when you're feeling like the whole world is against you'

i carefully opened the envelope, not wanting to rip in and damage the contents or the envelope.

i took out the letter inside and i saw her neat handwriting that lined the page.