Blair sat up at bit, eyes widening a little as he agreed with her.
"Wait, really?" she asked. She had expected him to shoot the idea down, say she's crazy or something similar. But, no, he agreed. So now, sometime likely in the near future, she'd be having sex with Sweet Pea.
"Really," he nodded. "Why not? You're hot, I'm hot. We care about each other as friends so it wouldn't be completely meaningless, and we'd be doing each other a favor. You know, I don't know why we didn't think of this sooner."
Blair scoffed, then let out a little laugh, biting her lip to try and suppress it a bit as she looked over at Sweet Pea. As she did, her smile only grew, causing him to chuckle as well.
"What?" he asked her.
Shaking her head, she leaned forward, pressing a quick peck to his lips before pulling back. "You're the best friend a girl could have," she spoke.
She moved to stand from the couch then, letting out a soft moan as she stretched. "I'm going to go steal something of yours to wear. Find a movie for us to watch, preferably without a lot of explosions," she teased.
With that, she walked to his bedroom, going into his closet and grabbing one of his flannels, pulling it off of the hanger that she'd likely put it on and pulling it on after removing her other clothes. The flannel came down nearly to her knees, wearing more like a dress than a shirt on her.
Her mind was racing as she moved around the room. She couldn't believe that she'd suggested the two of them sleeping together, yet here they were, and he'd agreed. Part of her wanted to ask when, to plan it, but the other part of her wondered if they shouldn't just let it happen. Would it happen tonight?
She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, doing her best to calm herself down before she would inevitably have to go back into the living room to watch the movie with him. Sweet Pea would surely be calling her back soon.
Once she gained her composure, she made her way back into the living room, curling up onto the couch beside him and grabbing a blanket, pulling it over her legs as she settled back against his side.
Looking over at her, Sweet Pea noted what she was wearing and smiled slightly, "That's my favorite one," he commented, fingers plucking lightly at the fabric of the flannel.
"Really? Is that okay? Or should I have picked another one?" she asked.
He shook his head, "It's fine, I don't mind you wearing it. It looks good on you," he shrugged.
Blair felt her cheeks flush for the second time that night, but she rolled her eyes, looking away from him, "Yeah, yeah.. I know better, you're just trying to get into my pants," she teased.
Sweet Pea chuckled at her joke, shaking his head. Blair was gorgeous, and that was something that he'd always known and acknowledged. Still, if they were going to sleep together, they were going to see a lot more of each other than they already had, and he wanted to be able to appreciate all of her.
His arm tightened around her shoulders as his mind raced just as hers did. He could feel his heart starting to beat harder, and he glanced down at her as he started the movie, holding her close to him.
"So.. is this happening tonight?" he asked her, and she froze.
"I, uhh.. I don't know. I mean, we planned it, but are we actually ready tonight?"
Sweet Pea shrugged his shoulders lightly, "I'm not sure. I don't want to rush you or anything," he spoke.
Blair nodded, "Yeah, same." Sighing, she bit down on the inside of her cheek, "Should we just.. let it happen?" she asked.
He considered her question, nodding after a moment. "I think that'd be okay. If we planned it down to the moment, it would probably be awkward."
"Very awkward," she agreed.
"Okay," he said. "We'll be sure that we're prepared, and when it happens, it happens."
"Okay," she repeated.
—
After that discussion, they didn't talk about their agreement for the rest of the night. Sweet Pea had played the movie, Blair staying nestled against his side, and eventually, she'd fallen asleep against his shoulder before the movie was even over.
He could feel how she went slack against him, and once the movie was over, he shifted on the couch, slipping one arm behind her back and the other beneath her knees as he stood, lifting her up and carrying her to the bedroom. The two of them had slept together in his bed before, so tonight would be no different.
Laying her down on one side of his mattress, he pulled the blanket over her before standing upright again. He moved to change clothes, stripping himself of his shirt and his jeans as he looked around the room for a pair of pajama pants. He didn't worry about Blair seeing, considering as far as he knew, she was asleep. Besides, they'd be hooking up soon, so it wasn't as if it really mattered.
Once he had laid her down, however, Blair stirred slightly, settling into the pillows and getting comfortable beneath his blankets. Hearing him stand to move around the room, she'd peeked an eye open, seeing as he stripped down to his boxers as he searched for his pajama pants.
His back was turned, and her eyes moved over his body, taking in the sight of him. It wasn't the first time that she'd seen him shirtless, but it was the first time that she'd really taken the chance to look him up and down.
Spotting his pants and an undershirt on a nearby chair, Sweet Pea grabbed them and began to pull them on, turning to move toward the bed and grinning a bit as he caught Blair watching him. "Hey," he spoke softly.
"Hi," she murmured, suddenly feeling a bit shy about how she'd been looking at him.
Moving to sit, then lay back beside her on the bed, Sweet Pea looked over at Blair, opening his arm to her to invite her to curl up against him. "Got enough blankets? I know you always get cold."
"Because you keep it like a deep freezer in here! I should be fine, you put off enough heat for both of us," she teased him.
He nodded, smirking as she teased him. "Maybe if you weren't so miniature, it wouldn't effect you as much."
Blair settled into Sweet Pea's arms, resting her head on his chest, "I'm a perfectly normal size, thank you very much. It's you that's a fucking giant."
Sweet Pea scoffed, "Whatever you say, Keebler elf."
At that, she rolled her eyes, playfully nudging her elbow against his side. His brow arched and he reached down, fingers finding her sides and beginning to tickle them, to which she squealed and tried to squirm away.
"Sweets! Stop it!" she pleaded through loud laughter, causing him to laugh as well. Her happiness was infectious to him, and when she smiled, he smiled. When she laughed, he laughed.
"Mm.. what's the magic word?" he teased her, continuing to tickle her as he did. He rolled them a bit, leaning over her and effectively pinning her in place.
"Asshole!" she choked out, tears starting to form in her eyes from just how hard she was laughing.
"Sweet Pea, please!" Blair whined, hands desperately trying to push his away.
"Alright, alright," he grinned, looking down at her from where he had her pinned, moving his hands from her sides and watching as she struggled to catch her breath.
"You're such a dick," she breathed, but she still couldn't help but smile.
Sweet Pea didn't reply, simply looking down at her as he continued to grin, reaching up and tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. She was gorgeous, this much was true. Why she wanted her first time to be him when it could be probably anyone else that she wanted, he had no idea. Still, he felt lucky that she had thought of him.
"What are you thinking about?" Blair asked after a few moments of silence. Sweet Pea could be a pretty quiet person at times, but it made her curious when he was being so quiet, all while staring at her.
Sweet Pea looked at her for a few moments longer, then finally spoke. "Honestly? I'm wondering why me? And what things will be like between us once everything happens."
Blair tilted her head a bit, "Because you're my best friend, Pea, and I trust you more than anyone," she said in response to his first question. Thinking about what else he'd said for a moment, she bit down on her lip in the center, "I think we'll be okay. If anything, maybe it'll make us closer friends."
He nodded slightly as he listened to her. He hoped that she was right. Blair usually was, usually the one to talk him off of the ledge when he started to get too caught up in his own thoughts and ideas.
"You're probably right," he spoke quietly.
"You know I love hearing that," she grinned, causing him to roll his eyes playfully in response.
"I'm sure you do," he replied, leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to her forehead before pulling back enough to lay back down, allowing her to settle against him again.
"Goodnight, Sweets," Blair said softly, closing her eyes as she relaxed with him.
"Night, B," he responded just as quietly, allowing himself to grow comfortable, the two of them soon drifting off to sleep with ease.
—
The next day, the two were woken up by a loud knock on the front door. Blair stirred with a groan and a whine, wondering who could possibly be knocking so early. Sweet Pea continued to sleep, waking up just long enough to yell toward the door for the person knocking to fuck off before rolling over and going back to sleep.
The knocking happened again after a few moments, and Blair let out a huff, knowing that Sweet Pea wouldn't budge unless whatever the person at the door had to say was urgent. She slipped out of bed, pulling the flannel down to make sure it covered all of her before moving to the door, looking out of the little peep hole and seeing Fangs and Toni outside.
"What the fuck guys? It's like eight o'clock," Blair groaned as she opened the door, wondering what they could possibly want so early. They knew Sweet Pea liked to sleep in on days that they could, like today.
Fangs' brow arched as he saw what Blair was wearing, along with the fact that she was opening the door at such an early hour of the morning. Toni, on the other hand, only grinned.
"You aren't who we were expecting, but you'll definitely do," Fangs teased, making Blair roll her eyes.
"What is it?" she asked, reaching up to rub at her eyes, squinting slightly in the bright sunlight.
"A bunch of us are going down to the quarry today, in about an hour or so. We wanted to see if Pea wanted to come. You too, for that matter," Toni spoke up, smirking slightly.
Blair rolled her eyes once more at Toni's smirk and shook her head. She knew what the two of them were implying, and she knew how it probably looked, but the last thing that she was going to do was talk about the agreement that she and Sweet Pea had come to the night before.
"Yeah, I'll come. I'll go ask Sweets if he wants to go, hold on," she said, stepping to the side for them to come in if they want.
She turned and walked back toward Sweet Pea's bedroom, crawling back onto the bed beside him and rubbing his arm to wake him. It was something that she'd learned to do early on, finding out that if he was woken up by being shaken, he was more likely to wake up swinging.
"Hey," she spoke quietly, hand rubbing up and down his arm. When he hummed to acknowledge he'd heard her, she smiled softly. "Fangs, Toni, and some of the others are going to the quarry in about an hour, they wanted to know if we wanted to go. I already said yes."
Sweet Pea hummed as if to contemplate it, then murmured barely audibly, "Yeah, I'll go."
"Okay," she grinned, leaning in and kissing his temple before standing back up and walking back into the living room.
"He said he'd go," she told the others.
"Awesome," Toni grinned. "We'll see you in an hour then?"
Blair nodded in response, "Yes, see you in an hour."
Toni reached forward, squeezing Blair's arm before moving back toward the door, Fangs calling down the hallway, "Sweets, get that ass up, let's go!"
Blair rolled her eyes, but laughed along with Toni. "He's going to kick your ass, you know."
Fangs smirked, "I'd like to see him try." Winking at her teasingly, he moved to the door behind Toni, walking out with her. "See you soon," he called over his shoulder, closing the door behind them.
Blair sighed, moving toward the coffee maker and putting on a pot of coffee, knowing that it would help Sweet Pea wake up easier, and her too, for that matter.
Once the coffee had begun brewing, she made her way back into the bedroom, rubbing her hand gently over Sweet Pea's back, seeing that he'd turned onto his stomach.
"Coffee's on," she spoke quietly, earning another hum from him. "C'mon, Sweets. Time to get up."
She sat back, allowing him to roll back over onto his back, stretching before reluctantly sitting up, rubbing his eyes. Once he'd sat up, she moved to stand beside the bed, waiting to make sure he didn't just lay back down if she were to leave the room.
Turning to hang his legs over the side of the bed, he reached forward, grabbing the front of the flannel that Blair was wearing and pulling her in close to him, resting his forehead against her stomach, his eyes closing again briefly.
Her hand moved to the back of his head, gently massaging his scalp and letting him rest that way a bit longer before beginning to pull back. "Coffee should be almost done," she said, and he nodded in response.
Turning to leave the room, she paused as she heard her name.
"Blair?"
"Hmm?"
"Two sugars, please."
Blair smiled, shaking her head at him. "You think I don't know how you drink your coffee by now? Please."
Sweet Pea grinned at that, watching as she headed off into the kitchen to fix them each a cup of coffee.
