Buttercup POV
His arms wrapped around me protectively, rather than pushing him away, I snuggled into them. He was whispering to me, but I couldn't hear him. Then I laughed, a real genuine laugh. He then kissed my forehead, and started whispering again. This time I could hear him clearly, "I love you my flower, my life, my mate." I heard my self whisper one word "Yours?" He confirmed it with one word of his own, "Mine." I looked into his eyes – and woke up drenched in sweat. Those eyes, that voice, they were so familiar. I couldn't figure out who, but I had a feeling we met before. With that thought I was wide awake. I threw the covers off my body and flew to the shower. I turned on the warm water and scrubbed the sweat off my body, then rinsed. My shampoo and conditioner were next. Everything I used was scentless, so I wouldn't attract attention form my enemies. When I finished, I shaved my legs and underarms. Wearing only a towel I exited the bathroom shaking my head like a dog, trying to dry my hair while walking to the laundry room. When I got there I pulled on a black sports bra and boy shorts, and pulled my hair into a messy braid. After that I pulled on a forest green tang-top and black basketball shorts. Well, time to start cooking.
Bubbles POV
BEEP BEEP BEEP
I groaned and punched my alarm clock across my room. I was not happy, I had the same dream, but didn't get to see his eyes. I let out a frustrated whine and got out of bed. Wait, that scent, it smells exactly like...