Disclaimer: I sadly do not own anything to do with Primeval.
A/N: This is the first part of a series of small one shots about Connor's old thoughts and chat up lines. I hope you enjoy, and tell me what you think!
Yoga:
"I'm off to yoga." Abby shouted to Connor as she made her way down the stairs.
"Well, anytime you need help with your bending or with your stretching, you should give me a call."
Abby stopped in her tracks, facing away from Connor who was currently making a mess on their sofa eating his cereal whilst engrossed in the telly, a Doctor Who marathon was on. Her mind raced back to the first time he'd said those words to her.
He had been 'temporarily' living in her flat for a month. She'd chastised him for saying he'd only stay for a week, but secretly she had liked having him around. She would have never admitted it though. He was the geeky student and she was the independent feisty woman who didn't need a flatmate, or a boyfriend to make her happy, she was fine on her own; she had been all of her life. Connor had wormed his way into her flat though, and had started worming his way into her heart. He made her laugh and he made her roll her eyes in frustration. He made her feel emotions she'd never felt before. He had been her best friend since day one, and she had never felt closer to anyone than him. She had never wanted to spoil that sacred friendship.
Abby turned to look at the back of Connors body from behind the sofa, a smirk growing on her face. She looked at the dark unruly cow licks that covered his head and his well-defined shoulders that she loved so much to kiss and wrap her arms around. She had a sudden urge to do just that and rushed to the sofa. She bent down and wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her hands against his chest. Bending her head she dotted small kisses across his shoulder, up his neck and up his face, finishing at his temple. He moaned appreciatively and discarded his bowl of cornflakes on the coffee table before bringing his hands to rest on top of Abby's and turning his head to kiss her cheek.
"What's all this for eh? I thought you were goin' to yoga." He mumbled as she continued her rain of kisses upon his body, moving his hands to caress her arms lovingly.
"I thought maybe you'd like to help me with my bending and stretchin'…"
Connor was up off the sofa in a shot, scooping Abby up into his arms and traversing the length of the flat.
This was definitely better than any yoga class.
End