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"Be with me."
"I am with you. Can't you see? I'm right here," she poked his stomach.
Guy laughed and looked down at her. "You know what I mean. Be with me, for real."
He could feel Connie sigh against his chest.
It was around 6:30 on a Wednesday afternoon and they were at Connie's house as usual. It was one of their traditions. What started out as two teenagers routinely hanging out and doing homework turned into a weekly nap session with two best friends lounging side by side, arms wrapped around each other. The "hump day" ritual gave them time to just relax among the chaos of high school and hockey, even if it only lasted for a couple of hours. They talked about their week, the team, school, family, and most importantly (and unintentionally), each other.
"My parents will be home in a half hour. You should go." She kissed cheek before standing up to stretch.
Guy looked at her then buried his head under her pillows and blankets. A muffled "I don't feel like moving" vibrated through the room.
"Come on. Out you go," Connie pulled at his leg. He finally cracked his head out of the mountain of fluffiness and scrunched his face at her. She smiled brightly.
Connie made her way out of her room towards the bathroom. "Oh and Guy? Clean the bed! Thanks!"
The blonde haired boy groaned and dropped his head once more.
The Minnesota sunset broke through the front door of the house as Guy made his familiar exit out the Moreau residence.
"That was quite the power nap, wouldn't you say?" she playfully asked him.
"Yeah, I think I'll be up all night now thanks to your comfy bed," he joked back.
She sighed contently and loosely wrapped her arms around his waist as he draped one arm across her back, letting her rest her temple to his neck.
"Connie, about before..."
Connie groaned slightly. "Guy..."
"I meant it."
"I know...but we agreed to take it easy for a while, didn't we? Just until the season is over and school starts becoming bearable again," she reminded him gently.
"And then what? We'd be together for real until things get harder again?" Guy said into her hair.
"I don't know, ok? But I like where we are now. Just being together...hanging out, practicing, studying, napping..."
"As long as everything is easy, right?" he said pointedly and began pulling his arm off her back.
"Don't do that. Can we not argue about this right now? Please?" Connie looked up at him with hurt but cautious eyes.
Guy was always a sucker for her eyes. Whether she was angry, sad, excited, or just plain happy, he could see it and feel it too. And by the way things were beginning to look, he knew he shouldn't push the topic any more than he already had.
He nodded with a small smile and kissed her temple. "I'll see you tomorrow."
And with that, he was out the door.