Realistic or Modern 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌.

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[div class=post][div class=text]Six months. That was one hundred and eighty-two days. No, one hundred and eighty-two days and a half to be exact. Every second of every minute of every day mattered, and while Amelia spent those six months living her day to day life, going to work, seeing her brother and her friends, she had missed her boyfriend too much. Having Jeremy around was a blessing. He was her safe haven and anchor, yet her best friend and lover all in one. Whenever she struggled to open a brand new carton of juice, Jer was always there. Whenever she was dying on her time of the month, Jer was always there. How lucky could she get? But, having him gone for six months… was harder than she’d imagined. Now that he was finally coming home, where she didn’t have to binge-watch her shows, but force Jeremy to watch them with her so she had somebody to talk to about them, and order in take-out together when they were too lazy to cook, and just finally spend quality time together. What she hated the most was coming back from her late-night shifts to her cold and lonely bed. She missed having his muscular arms that she dreamt about every night wrapped around her petite torso, just as much as she missed his scent. And at some point eventually, the smell of him on his clothes eventually faded the more she wore them, which was practically every day. A small frustrated sigh escaped Amelia’s lips as she stood with her arms wrapped around her body, her teeth nibbling away at the insides of her cheeks as she waited as patient as possible. But, of course, she was not patient whatsoever. Watching slowly, soldier by soldier, as they stepped off the plane, making their way down the stairs before reuniting with their loved one. It was beautiful to watch but yet, she couldn’t help the nervousness in the pits of her stomach as she waited to see Jeremy. If she had stayed up all night, then it would have made no difference to the exhaustion she felt. By the morning, her bedsheets were in a knot because she simply couldn't sleep a wink out of excitement. Though now her stomach was shifting uneasily and she couldn't help but notice how the hands she hugged herself with were pinching her skin. Slowly, she released them and yet, she couldn't figure out what to do with them, so instead they clasp and unclasp each other as if in constant need of touch and reassurance. But what they really needed was to touch Jeremy, to drink him in by running them over his skin. Until she finally laid eyes on him. With his messy boyish hair and dressed in his army suit, Amelia could barely contain the excitement on her face. He was really home. Without a second thought, she quickly rushed and snaked her way through the crowd until she reached her man, her arms and legs almost instantly wrapping themselves around him in a tight hug around his body. ”Jeremy Gunner. I missed you so much,” she squealed, taking one quick glance at his face, almost as if she was trying to take in what he looked like, before finally – she did what she had been yearning to do. She leaned in and kissed him.

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[ AMELIA SANDERS ]​

[ MOOD. ] It's good to have you back. [ ATTIRE. ] Striped t-shirt dress and high-top converse. [ INTERATIONS. ] Jeremy Gunner.

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The frequency coming from the small speakers divided up on the plane was soft yet enough to wake Jeremy up instantly. The brunette gazed over at the familiar faces along his row, his dark brown eyes moving to the window where the view of Massachusetts was becoming clearer and clearer. Home. He was home. The leaves were changing color, there was grass, fresh air, hot showers, private toilets, but most of all there was Amelia. "Boys saddle up! We are getting laid tonight!" A shout was heard from one of his 'brother's', Ryan, before a loud roar of laughter filled the cabin of the plane from all the other soldiers.

Jeremy rolled his eyes as he leaned forward to grab his headphones that had fallen onto the floor, stuffing them into his small bag before running a shaky hand through his hair. Getting laid was the last thing on his mind. Just being in the same room as Amelia was good enough for him. "Try and keep it in your pants gentlemen, at least until you get home.", he grinned widely at a few of the guys before the signal of landing popped up over the speakers once again. He was here. Amelia was here. He was home.

A person doesn't realize how much they take for granted until it is gone for what seems like forever. Hell, he wouldn't dare complain ever again if he had to watch another romantic comedy with Amelia. He would happily endure Ryan Gosling saying some cheesy ass line to a woman who would say something else about being a bird. That's how that movie went, right? "We'll see you at 0600 in a week Gunner. Safe travel." Nodding his head in agreement, Jeremy let off a small wave to Ryan before grabbing his ruck sac, tossing it quickly over his back.

Jeremy moved quickly, his thick soled boots clapping against the floor as he made his way down the flight of stairs. The cheering from the family members at the bottom of the stairs was warming but it was nothing compared to the sight of her. Barely making it onto the last step, Jeremy allowed his sac to fall onto the floor while he braced himself as Amelia came rushing towards him. His hands moved quickly to steady her petite frame, palms now cupped gently around her thighs as he pressed her body closer to him.

"Right back at you, Sanders." He barely got the words out before her lips found his own chapped ones catching him off guard for a moment. His breathe caught in the back of his throat as the taste of her lips consumed him, the warmth of her body soaking into his own as it had done so many times before. He was home. Jeremy pressed his lips firmly back against Amelia's as if he was never going to get the chance to ever again.

"Alright Romeo, save it for later." The voice knocked Jeremy back into reality, his eyes opening slowly as he leaned his forehead against Amelia's. Right, there were still at the airport. Slowly, he lowered Amelia to her feet before leaning down to grab the discarded ruck sac. "I see you are still you, Shay.", he teased to his childhood friend for a moment before giving the other girl a tight hug. "Please tell me that we are going to eat some greasy food tonight." Jeremy turned his dark gaze to Amelia once again, his free hand coming down to grasp onto her own.

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[div class=post][div class=text]Even after spending five years with Jeremy, being around him always brought happiness and excitement to Amelia. Hearing her last name in his voice made her heart leap and her stomach instantly became a dome of fluttering butterflies. She loved the way her body meshed perfectly with his muscular one and while it might have been a little inappropriate for them to be kissing so intensely in front of all the families, and Shay, Amelia honestly didn’t think twice about it. If anything, it was the last thing on her mind. All she wanted to do was spend the day at home with him, grab take-out and catch up on all the missed conversations. “Alright Romeo, save it for later.” It wasn’t until Shay interrupted their brief reunion that Amelia also let her lips separate from Jeremy’s, despite not wanting to. But, with flushed cheeks and a satisfied smile on her face now that she’d got to kiss her boyfriend again after a long time, the brunette wasn’t complaining. Letting herself catch her breath, she straightened herself once her feet met the ground again, watching as Jeremy and Shay greeted each other with a hug. It was in that moment Amelia realised that she wouldn’t be having Jeremy all to herself until a few hours because right now at their apartment were friends and family hiding and waiting to surprise him, all thanks to her best friend. Somehow inviting just family and close friends for a small get together turned into a much bigger event that even Amelia hadn’t known some of the people that had arrived. She had only one person to blame for that and it was Shay. After trying to convince her to do the surprise another day so that Jeremy could settle in, and that they could have quality time together, Shay stubbornly forced things to go her way. Sure, Amelia loved her best friend, but at times, she took things way over the top and this was definitely one of them. It didn’t help at all that Amelia had known this was probably, if not definitely, the last thing Jeremy would want to come back to. His home invaded by too many people. Just as Amelia was about to say something, Shay let herself get in between the pair, wrapping her individual arms around their shoulders as they headed to Amelia’s car. ”We are definitely going to be eating greasy food,” Shay spoke up, responding in place of Amelia with a large grin on her face, almost as if to say ‘you don’t know what’s coming’. A small nervous laugh escaped Amelia’s lips as she nodded her head, though, in her mind, she was frantically panicking that all she could do was give her boyfriend’s hand a small squeeze. ”I can’t wait,” she murmured, smiling faintly at him as they finally approached her black Honda Civic. Opening the trunk with the master’s key, Amelia let Jeremy place his ruck sac inside before they seated themselves into the car and began the journey on the way back to their apartment. Most of the time it was Shay catching Jeremy up on what she had been doing, her excuse being that “Amelia would get to have you all day, and I won’t” and without a protest, Amelia let her have her way. Once again. ”We’re hereee,” Amelia sang, turning the car off before they piled out of the car and began making their way through the apartment complex and to the elevator. ”So, you shower, get ready, do what you have to do and then we can totally order in and watch something,” Shay began to ramble, barely containing her excitement for what was about to come as they entered the lift and headed up. But Amelia, on the other hand, stayed silent as she kept her eyes on her best friend, shooting her many looks with her face that told her to dial it down. This was way out of the norm for them, and so, Amelia wouldn’t have been surprised if Jeremy caught on with what they had planned. With the apartment key in hand, Amelia stepped off the elevator and made her way to the door, unlocking and opening it. With the lights turned off and the curtains shut creating nothing but darkness, a few seconds passed and once the three were through the doorway and into the apartment, the lights flickered on and suddenly,

”SUUURRRPPPRIIIISE!”

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[ AMELIA SANDERS ]​

[ MOOD. ] I want to murder you, Shay. [ ATTIRE. ] Striped t-shirt dress and high-top converse. [ INTERATIONS. ] Jeremy Gunner & Shay Beetsh.

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[yousmelldead]

[class=jer] position: relative; box-sizing: border-box; width: 850px; height: 500px; background: url(https://imgur.com/nPFlDlo.jpg); overflow: hidden; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding: 0; [/class][class=text] position: relative; overflow: auto; width: 439px; height: 324px; font-size: 12px; font-family: avenir; line-height: 16px; color: #fff; padding: 8px; text-align: justify; [/class][class=textcontainer] position: absolute; overflow: hidden; width: 439px; height: 324px; left: 348px; top: 49px; [/class] [div class=jer] [div class=textcontainer][div class=text] After the six month deployment all Jeremy wanted to do was relax, take a hot shower, and sleep in his own bed. Sure, seeing Shay was a great surprise but he figured she was going to be with Amelia when he had arrived at the airport. He actually preferred it that way. Amelia was a pretty girl and going alone anywhere made him nervous. That fear only grew with each passing day in Iraq. His thoughts diminished once Shay's arm wrapped around his shoulder, dark eyes moving to the path in front of him as the three walked side by side.

The male carefully placed the beat up ruck sac in the trunk of the Honda before moving into the small car. He never thought he would ever miss hearing Shay babble on and on about god knows what and who knows where, but he did. Jeremy let out a soft laugh as she continued her rant on a flavor of Mountain Dew that was discontinued, his dark eyes connecting with Amelia's through the passenger window. "That crap isn't even good Shay.", he teased earning a playful slap on his forearm. Yeah, it was good to be home.

Amelia's voice rang through his ears causing a wide grin to plaster across his face before he moved quickly out of the car. Hopefully Shay wouldn't be sticking around for much longer because he wanted Amelia all to himself. Raising his eyebrows slightly, Jeremy stared at Shay as she rambled on about showering and take out? So she was planning on hanging around. The brunette pulled his sac out of the trunk of the car before sliding it onto his shoulder. "Just not too long of a night okay, Shay?", he muttered quickly as he continued up the elevator with the two girls. The last thing he needed was to piss Shay off but he wasn't dating her, he was dating Amelia and honestly he just wanted to spend the rest of the night alone with her.

The doors to the elevator swung open, Jeremy's palm holding it in place as the two girls moved out before he stepped out onto the floor of the apartment. Something was off about the whole situation. Amelia seemed on edge and Shay was a little too excited but he shrugged it off because its not every day that your boyfriend and best friend came home. Everything was normal---

SURPRISE

---until it was not. INCOMING. DOWN GUNNER NOW. Jeremy instinctively grabbed onto Amelia's small body, pushing her to the ground as he barreled on top of her. With his hands pressed tightly to his head, Jeremy squeezed his eyes shut as he counted to ten in a hushed tone. "Jeremy! What is going on? You are crushing Amelia!" The shouting coming from Shay was not registering properly in Jeremy's brain, his body completely still as he pressed his weight against the girl below him. His muscles had gone instantly into fight or flight mode as they had done a hundred times in the past six months. "Jeremy!"

His weight was lifted up quickly by a man who was soon recognized as his father, Jeremy Sr. "Jeremy, you're not there anymore." The brunette kept his eyes closed tightly as he took in a few breathes to calm his racing pulse. Shay was quick to move to Amelia's side, her hands pulling the other girl up into a sitting position as she stared at her best friend. "Amelia, are you okay?" Jeremy opened his eyes, blinking for a few moments as he tried to recollect what had just happened. The initial shock of being surprised with the loud shouts and the bright light flicker caused him to react as if a bullet was coming at both himself and Amelia. "A-Amelia. I am so sorry."

mood. anxious
location. apartment
outfit. acu's
mentions. shay, amelia, jeremy sr.
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