Well... hope you guys like this little...thing... Since Im in school about to finish off the year so I have time to write again :D watching kick ass during lunch I saw the scene where Hit girl tells gave sweet dreams, I kinda got inspiration for this soooooooo... hope you enjoy :D
Fuck me sideways… I never asked to feel this way you know. Hell I didn't even know that you could feel this connected to someone that wasn't your own parent or guardian. But no, this dumbass just had to be the sweetest, cutest, and downright kindest guy known to man, those three words make me want to go out and put a gun to some scum bag drug dealers temple and pull the trigger just to get back some sanity.
What's worst out of all of this is that every moment that I'm around him my knees go weak and my mind gets cloudier than the freaking Midwest during tornado season. He's even causing me to VOLUNTARILY clean up my vocabulary just so I can seem more girlish around him! Though he's recently told me that he wouldn't want anything to change about me, because as he put it "Your personality keeps me from becoming a weak comic book geek again." Yet at the same time I enjoy his geekish tendencies, they give him an oddly cute appeal to me.
There goes that word again!
Currently I'm sitting next to my own Kryptonite on his couch watching some semi-entertaining martial arts movie, and the sickest part is… I'm loving every second of it. Every now and then he gives me a small glance as we both laugh at some horrible fight scenes, and each time I make contact with his Greenish Blue eyes my heart stops.
Why can't he just watch the movie and not cause me to have cardiac arrest every few minutes?
As the movie comes to an end he finally speaks up.
"So which one now, Spider-man 2 or Thor?"
I deliberate between the two, I hate Mary Jane Watson with a passion (Who does a scene in which you wear a tank top with cold water dousing you?) but at the same time Thor only really has threeish good scenes…
Dave shakes me from my thoughts with his annoyingly melodic voice.
"My votes on Thor, I don't feel like sitting through an entire movie with Mary Jane Watson playing the damsel in distress for the thousandth time."
God he just gets fucking better every second.
"I'll second that vote, honestly why hasn't Spiderman just thrown her off a bridge and shacked up with Blackcat?"
He tried to keep a straight face but after a few seconds he burst into laughter, his large perfect smile and all. I couldn't help but join in the laughter, how could I resist when it's with him?
Placing the movie into the blue ray player and skipping through the menu the movie started to play. As it started up I did something that had become the norm with us whenever we hung out this late into the night. I scooted towards Dave and laid my head in his lap. The first time it had happened was when I snuck into his house a few months back after patrolling the city for the entirety of the night.
I broke into his window at around 3 AM I think… he nearly pissed himself when I shook him awake. You'd think someone who had killed a guy with a bazooka wouldn't be afraid of a small girl shaking him awake, but then again we all know I'm more dangerous than most Navy Seals.
Back to the story though.
We had sat on his bed talking for a while until he had leaned back onto his head board. Sitting to his right I laid down and rested my head on his lap, in my life I had never been so comfortable. We stayed in that position until I realized that it was time for me to head back to Marcus's before he noticed I was gone.
That night I had never been so comfortable or felt so safe… but this moment was definitely trying to beat that other one to death. As the movie progressed I felt my eye lids start to get heavy. Listening to Thor fight some soldiers and Dave's chuckle every now and then lulled me nearly to sleep. The fucking nail in the coffin? Dave started to gently stroke my hair… god his hands felt amazing. Every caress slowly killed any belief that I would be staying awake…
Well I tried, but Dave's evil ploy to make me fall asleep on top of him worked. I swear he could stab me and I'd be okay with it, at least I would die staring into those beautiful greenish blue eyes… I really am getting soft.
Whatever though, if being soft means I get to have moments like this with Dave then I will be as soft as the fucking pils berry dough boy.
Well that just happened :l review if you'd like, but know that you just read it is enough :D