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Note: Written to "3 A.M" by Matchbox Twenty, acoustic version.
It was warm.
That was the first thing you noticed.
Warm and…safe. Like you were bathed in sunlight, cocooned in warmth…
…you hadn't slept this well since you left Kettlecorn.
Weird.
That wasn't exactly what you'd expect from being barricaded in a boiling hot captain's quarters in order to save a pod of whales…
(…you didn't even remember falling asleep…)
Moving your shoulders languidly, you briefly consider opening your eyes and waking up…
…but then you'd have to lose this warmth, this wonderful feeling of home.
Then you feel it.
…a hot tingly hint of air against your neck.
You shiver automatically, Goosebumps rippling through you from the air's soft warm caress.
...Breath...
…Someone was breathing on the back of your neck…
…which meant someone was …
Right. Behind. You.
Your eyes snap open...
…and you promptly close them again.
..and snuggle closer to the person curled up behind you, spooning you gently.
Because the source of the warmsafehome feeling has been found…
A familiar tanned arm is wrapped around your waist, lightly touching you, holding you close…
…and an even more familiar hand is intertwined with your fingers.
Cody.
You sigh, and turn over, wanting you see you boyfriend's face, wanting you watch him sleep.
…Opening your eyes again, you smile, ready to take in his soft sleepy face.
Lightly curved nose, long eyelashes covering eyes you know to be blue-green…soft blond shaggy hair sticking up adorably...
….and tanned freckled skin.
Oh.
God.
No.
….Zack.
(What the feathers!)
You swallow a gasp, resisting the urge to fling yourself away from your boyfriend's twin brother.
(He would wake up, you can't let him wake up!)
Slowly, carefully, you wiggle out of his embrace, moving his arm from your waist.
….He frowns in his sleep as you escape, his body shifting towards yours again, seeking your body heat.
(Why can't your life be simple? How did you even end up sleeping next to him? Oh, god- where was Cody? What if he...he saw…)
With one more wiggle- you're free.
Looking around, you note a sleeping Woody, sleeping London…and sleeping Cody in the far corner of the room.
Thank god.
…Cody didn't see any of…. of…well, you're not sure what you and Him had been doing, but Cody wouldn't have liked it…
( You act like nothing happened and when everyone gets up, you make sure to give Cody a tight, long hug)
You ignore how Cody's arms feel cold against your skin.
You can't look Zack in the eye for weeks afterwards.
(…you never did sleep that well again…)
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