-Just Us-
Random one shot, drabble thing that got into my head during my boring as hell english class. Nick POV. Hope you like. Reviews are love.
You're already asleep when I come home, burrowed into the blankets of our new king bed with the equally new kitten curled up behind your bent knees.
"Greg…" I whisper softly, stripping down to my boxers before joining you.
Peanut stirs, and looks up at me, looking somewhat insulted by the disturbance, but she climbs over you and setlles between us, undoubtedly deciding that it would be more comfortable there. I scratch her neck and she offers a purr in reply before going back to sleep.
"Hey, baby…" I whisper again, carding a hand through your unruly hair. You shift slightly and turn your head toward the pillow, leading me to decide that waking you is next to impossible right now and I should just give up. So, instead, I lean over and press and gentle kiss to your lips before wrapping you in my arms.
You groan, mumbling a barely coherent, "Mmm… Nicky…" as you roll further into my touch. In doing so, you also manage to displace the small tabby cat from her place, who has now stolen my pillow in seeking refuge.
But, I don't mind, because I have you in my arms, in our home, in our room, in our bed, and nothing can hurt us here. Not stalkers, or explosions, or kidnappers or angry mobs. It's just us, just you and me.
The kitten smacks my head, as I try to rest my head on my pilfered pillow. Okay, just you and me, and Peanut.