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dating damon albarn would include:

being his number one cheerleader at his football games

going to ice land together in the middle of nowhere, snow and trees surrounding your cabin

sitting on the piano bench with him and watching play as he smiles like a goof

really deep conversations about politics and his anti war protests

play fights :)))

mornings in, making breakfast for each other and him burning pancakes

walks on the beach/ woods bc damon loves scenery, talking about conspiracy theories of the future and the past

go to sleep x damon albarn

*fluff*

tw for anxiety and hypochondria

i walked up the stairs of our apartment getting ready to go to bed. i did this everyday, get ready, listen to music, fall asleep. but some nights that was just too hard.

i was laying in bed waiting for damon as i started to look at my chest. i found a red mark on it, almost like a blood vessel. i started to get a little hot as i stared at it. i felt around and noticed a dent also, it hurt a bit. my mind went stright too my chest incaving. i couldn’t wait much longer, i had to get some sort of reassurance. i ran down the stairs with a worried expression.

“hey baby” he looked and saw my face and his dropped to a sadend expression “oh no what’s wrong” he whispered trying to be careful with his words.

i started to tear up, i hated doing this too him. i was always worrying and bothering him with something.

“i found another spot, my chest hurts, my head hurts, and i feel dizzy” i said quietly. that sentence was like a mantra for me.

“oh come here” he wrapped me in hug “i know no matter what i say it won’t change your mind but i promise i’m here, and while i’m here nothing is going to happen”

i rubbed my fave into his tee shirt feeling the warmth of his chest. i could hear his heartbeat and it made me smile. we were here and we were okay.

damon then lifted me up on to the counter as he let go of the hug. i watched him as he walked to our fridge and grabbed me some water. he then reached up further and grabbed the ice cream. he turned and smiled a dorky smile at me. he always knew how to make me feel better.

he grabbed my hand and helped me off the counter. he pulled me too our bedroom, lightly gripping my hand.

he jumped on the bed and patted the side next to him as an indication for me too join him.

i blushed a little at how many butterflies he gave me even after all this time.

i crawled up next to him and we started eating the ice cream. with his other hand he grabbed his ipad and put on our favorite show on netflix.

while watching the show i could see damon get sleepy, but i knew he was only staying up to make sure i felt safe.

i reached for my heart ever so slightly to check my pulse. it was a compulsion i had, i just wanted to make sure i was still alive and my heart hasn’t stopped.

“i can see you” he knew this was something i shouldn’t do. something that is just feeding my anxiety more fuel.

“i’m sorry” i said, i didn’t want him to be mad.

“don’t apologize that’s what i’m here for, that’s what your here for too. we’re here for each other”

he always knew exactly what i needed to hear.

i watched the rest of the show with my head leaning in damon’s shoulder. my eyes shutting little by little.

“go to sleep bby, i’ll be here right when you wake up” i nodded, i really needed rest and so does he.

we eventually both fell asleep in that position while damon played with my hair and i traced partterns on his chest.

i felt at peace with him, before when i was on my own doing this stuff i’d cry for hours. but now i feel so settled with him.

he made me feel so safe and so welcome. he is my home.

camping x damon albarn

*fluff*

the pond was a beautiful site as the sun had just set and the only light was the moon. we sat in our summer clothes with our legs hanging off the doc.

“this is my favorite place to come and write”

i smiled just letting his voice set in. his voice is beautiful and made a water like feeling down my spine. we sat there for another half hour until he stood up and grabbed my hand we ran to the campfire. our friends were still sitting there from when we left and all of them talking in the dark they didn’t notice as we sat down. i’ve never felt as at peace as i did when i was camping but to now bring the love of my life and my best friends it was one of the best experiences i’ve ever had.

we sat in the fold chairs looking into the fire. it was warm but the feeling of uneasiness still lingered in the dark. the thought of anything else but the fire washed away until he spoke.

“i’m getting sleepy”

he looked at me with red eyes and dry lips. his hair was a terribly beautiful mess. he was wrapped in a blanket and i sat in his sweatshirt. all the others have either passed out in their chairs or were already in their own tents.

without a verbal acknowledgment we both stood up and cuddled into each other’s arms as we walked. when we got in the tent i took my skirt off and was left in his light blue sweatshirt and my gray underwear. i looked over to damon who had just finished getting in he was taking off his shirt and shorts and put on some gray sweatpants. his skin was so soft, even though i’ve seen it so many times it still amazes me how perfectly imperfect his body was.

our tent was cozy with string lights strung in the inside. our bed was an inflatable mattress with lots of blankets. he dropped down next to me.

“i’ve never had so much fun”

he smiled as he closed his eyes in peace. i could see him look back on the memories of the week. like when we went swimming at 4am at the pond, or catching our marshmallows on fire, and when we caught a jar full of light bugs.

i snuggled up next to him and the blankets while i turned off the lights. he smelled like fire and cigarettes. the sounds of loons and cicadas made my body melt. i felt his breath on my face. he looked me in the eyes and tucked ny hair behind my ears. i went in too kiss his nose. and we soon fell asleep.

okay this is my first fic i hope you like it :,)