Enjoy this tiny piece of fan fiction. Be prepared for beautiful Fax-ness!
-Fang's Point Of View-
I heard two short knocks on my door. I looked over at the clock on my night stand. Two twenty four a.m. I got up and walked over to my door.
"Max?" I managed through sleepy eyes.
"I can't sleep, Fang."
"Well then. . .Welcome to casa de Fang." I said jokingly.
She smiled, I smiled back.
"Did I wake you up? Sorry."
"No. . .I was just reading blog comments." I said, laying down on the bed and setting the laptop back on my lap.
"Anything interesting?" She said sitting down close to me.
"Well there was this person that left me a two paragraph comment on how to make, and the history of raspberry pie." She gave me a questioning look and we both start laughing.
She laid down next to me and we both start reading the blog comments, laughing whenever we run across a random, hilarious, or just pathetic one.
Then there was the fan-girls. Ooh the fan girls.
We ran across one of the more. . .colorful comments. Max grew suddenly angry.
I smiled and chuckled.
"Maxy jealous a bit?" I teased.
"Ha-ha. You wish. . .And don't call me Maxy. It's stupid." she lied. . .she was a bad liar.
I closed the laptop and placed it in it's spot on my bed stand. "You do know you're my only girl, right?"
"What?"
"Just shut up, Max." I gently pressed my lips against hers. She was startled, but it only lasted a second until I pulled away.
"I didn't say to stop." she took me by surprise, grabbed my lapels and brought herself back to me, crushing her mouth against mine. Her fingers twined themselves in my hair as we tilted our heads, making the kiss more passionate and more, well. . .PG-13. I felt her smile beneath my lips. It lasted about three minutes before she pulled away.
"Take that. . .fan girls." she said and walked out of my room, leaving me speechless.
I slept good that night.