"Psst. Hey Tris, psst." I start to think this is a dream, but then I realize that it's just Tobias.
"Wha…" My mouth is half open, after not even finishing the sentence.
"You wanna get up?" Tobias asks with his breath on my neck.
"Not really." But either way, I fully open my eyes and I turn around in Tobias' arms around my waist. We don't have to work today, so we get to sleep in, but Tobias thinks sleeping in is for the weak.
"Well, hey there beautiful." Tobias says with a toothy grin. I could see the stubble of him not having enough time shaving on his cheeks.
"It's too early to get up, Tobias. Why did you want to wake me up?" I look over his shoulder to see the clock on the nightstand. It's only 11:39, what is this man thinking?
He brings his head closer and starts rubbing his nose against mine. Whenever he gets this close, I always start to feel heat rise from my neck to my cheeks.
"I just wanted to spend time with my beautiful, brave, beautiful, gorgeous, lovable girlfriend? Did I mention she's beautiful?" He says this while looking straight into my eyes.
"I don't think you have said that she's beautiful." I bring my arms from around his hips to his neck and start to mess with the hair that touched his neck.
"Well, I'll just clarify it just in case. She's smart. She's funny. She's beautiful. And the best part is that she's all mine. Do you know who she is?" At this point he starts to rub circles on my sides, making me start to squirm.
"I have know idea." I start to laugh a little when he starts to make the circles deeper.
"I think she's you." Tobias didn't even let me comment on what he said. He just crashed his lips into mine making me thank him mentally for waking me up this early. He moves his hands so that they cross my back, but still hold my sides. My hands are no longer in his hair, they're on his cheeks and neck, trying to bring him closer, even though there is no closer. As he starts to deepen the kiss, my stomach thinks that this was the perfect time to grumble and make whale noises.
He pulls back for a second. "This is a hunch, but I think you might be hungry." He says adding a side smirk.
"Shut up." I say, even though we both know I'm joking. I poke him in the sternum, making him jerk.
"Ugh, now it's time to get up." Tobias says with disgust. We both roll over to the edge of the bed and get up at the exact time. We have the usual routine of brushing our teeth, taking a shower, and changing. But since we don't work, we just brush our teeth and go straight to the kitchen, which we only use for these special occasions.
"What do you want me to make?" Tobias says while scratching his neck. When he does that I can see his muscles reflex and I try to think about breakfast and not about ogling over his shirtless torso. He was only wearing his sweats because I stole his shirt which fits me like a dress. He sometimes makes me wear it because he says, and I quote,"Nobody can wear my shirts better than you. Not even me!"
"How about some banana pancakes?" I suggest, even though we both know that the other would prefer chocolate pancakes.
"Why would you want that?" He asks with fake disgust.
"Please Toby?" I ask with the nickname he hates.
"But Trissy…" Tobias and whining don't combine very well.
"But you woke us up too early. We could've slept in. Please make me banana pancakes. We could pretend like it's the weekend now." I ask, trying to sing along to "Banana Pancakes" even I don't know who made that song.
"Fine, but you owe me." He says pointing the spatula at me, accusing me. I could see that he's trying to hide a smirk.
"I love you boo." I say while laughing. We always joke around with pet names.
"I love you too, baby." He says smiling. I can't hold it in anymore. I start cracking up, then right after I do, he does as well. When we recover, he starts to take out the ingredients and I help him.
When I try to reach a bowl on one of the top shelves, Tobias comes behind me and wraps an arm around my waist and reaches for the bowl. "I got you, babe." He says with his hot breath on my ear.
I look him in the eye. "Babe is a new one." I say while quirking an eyebrow.
He shrugs. "I wanted to try it. Not good? Or would you prefer Trissy?" He wiggles his eyebrows up and down.
"Trissy any day." I say, trying to mimic his eyebrows, but we start to bake I bump into his hip with mine, while sliding my smooth leg to his hairy one.
I look down to his legs and he notices, he also looks down. "What's wrong?" He asks.
"Have you ever just looked at your legs and think,'I should try shaving,'?" Right when I'm done saying this, he throws his head back and laughs. His adam's apple bobbing up and down. He calms down after a while of laughing like thunder, and tried to look at me without laughing, but failing epically.
"I hope you know I'm serious." I say trying to look at him in the eye, but I can't because he's laughing.
"That's..Haha...Why...Haha..I'm..Hahaha," That last laughter really sounded like thunder, "Laughing."
When we're sitting down on the table, we don't really joke around this time because we're so hungry. When we put the dishes up, we go straight to bed.
We lay down. Me facing him with my hands on his chest, his hands on my back, and our eyes on each other's eyes. We just keep staring until he breaks the silence.
"So Trissy, what do you want to do now?" He asks, even though I know what he already has in mind.
"Oh, I don't know, Toby, maybe walk around the pit. What do you think?" When I say this, he looks a bit disappointed. "Tobias, I'm just kidding." I say with a grin so he'll know that I am kidding.
"Oh, well I have something in mind for now."He says with a knowing smirk.
"Do tell, then." I start to lean in.
"I can't tell, I have to show." He, too, has started to lean in.
"Then show me." As I say this, I can feel his lips brushing against mine. He crashes his lips with mine, which makes us come closer. I pull the knots out of his hair, even though it makes it puffier. His hand are still on my back, but he's moving them up and won on my back. He puts me on top of him making it easier for his arms. My hands are no longer in his hair, they're on his back, feeling every muscle that is relaxed. He starts to put his hands in my shirt.. I can now feel breeze on my back and stomach. This isn't scaring, it really isn't. My hands drag along his back until they get to his hips. I can feel the line where his boxers split to the sweats. I move my hand to his chest, feeling his hairy chest. Boy, he really needs to shave.
"Hey Tris, I really need to-" Christina stops mid-step and looks between Tobias and I. She just keeps looking back and forth until she turns around with the heel of her foot and fast walsk ou thte door.
I look at Tobias. "To be continued?" I ask with hope.
He smirks. "To be continued."
I get up and put on some short and run after Christina in the hallway.