She smiled a little, placing a bottle of painkillers and a small glass of water on her bedside table and kissed his forehead. "You stay there, you need rest." She whispered.
One on One - Romance - So very cliche because I need it right now
He nodded once again before picking up the bottle and taking out a few pills. He placed them in his mouth and grabbed the cup of water to wash it down. Right as he was taking the glass away from his lips, it spilled all over him. "Crud." He placed the cup down and looked down at himself. I'm such a mess.
She bit her lip to keep from laughing. "One second." She grabbed a clean rag and handed it to him. "There. I'll wash the sheets later."
"Thanks." His voice was deep and raspy. He took the rag and began to clean up a bit. Why can't you just not for a second? He sighed. His shirt was still soaking wet.
"Erm, if you want, I can take that shirt so you don't have to deal with it. "I'm doing laundry anyway soooo."
"Right." He sighed before beginning to take it off. He could feel his cheeks reddening with every move. Once the fabric came off, he just stared at the ground.
She took it and threw it in the growing pile of laundry in the corner. "Come on, don't look so embarrassed, you look hot."
His cheeks reddened even more. "I, uh-" he was at loss of words. He hadn't ever considered himself as "hot."
She chuckled softly and kissed his cheek. "You sit back and relax. I'll take care of everything." Her pajamas were simple. A paint splattered white tank top and red and black flannel short shorts. Something light and breezy.
He nodded before laying back. He could have sworn it was a million degrees inside. His eyes began to droop a bit. Man, she's so… Amazing… - ly beautiful… He paused. Am I loopy?
She flipped on her fan, humming softly as she worked to slowly clean her room. She mumbled to herself, just going through her list of what she had to do today.
He chuckled. Yep. I am. His eyes drifted to the ceiling. Why did she turn on the heater?
"Hey, do you think you can handle the light? I can't see anything in here." She chuckled.
"I, umm, yeah. Sure." He looked to her. The loopiness had worn out. Now, all that was left was the constant feeling of the stars getting closer. Why is it so hot? His eyes drooped a bit more, everything ached more.
She opened the curtains little by little so he could adjust slowly until they were fully open. She ran her fingers through her slightly messy hair and sighed. It's gonna be a long day.
How can she be so cute when it's so hot? His eyes drooped lower, the ache beginning to take over his consciousness.
(If I'm ever not on after school from about 2:20 to 4:45, I'm at play practice.)
She smiled over at him and twirled over to her dresser. "I've got to shower but I'll be back."
(Okalee dokalee neighbor)
(But I'll be on when I can regardless.)
(Okay)
He smiled as she twirled. "You are something else. Okay."
"Don't judge me!" She stuck her tongue out childishly before disappearing out of her room to shower.
He chuckled a bit more as she left. Something amazing…
About ten minutes later, she walked back in, her hair still damp but dried and brushed. However the towel wrapped around her suggested she forgot something.
"I, uh, umm…" His cheeks got red as he stared at her. After a few moments, he pulled his eyes away to look at the ceiling.
She glanced over at him and jumped. "Oh! Sorry, I forgot you were even there. Don't mind me I just need to get something."
He nodded, his cheeks reddened even further. "Okay." He kept his eyes glued to the ceiling.
She rummaged through her drawers, grabbed what she needed, and slipped back out. She returned 5 minutes later, fully dressed this time.
He glanced over to see if she was dressed. After seeing she was, he relaxed a little. The red in his cheeks lingered a little. "Hi." He cleared his throat a little.
"Hey. Glad to see you're awake." She chuckled.