Just a quick note, these stories are not in any sort of chronological order. There are events and stories that could go together, but they most likely won't be in the order that they actually happened. For example, even though it hasn't been written yet, I know that the first story in chapter four actually happens before the final story in this chapter. It probably would have been best if I had put them in some sort of time order, but I wanted to write the story prompts in the same order as they appeared on the drabble a day list. So, I'm really sorry if this is a confusing mess.
Also, thank you so much for taking the time to read these silly little stories. I'm having a lot of fun with this! :)
Companion
"Let's get that one," Clare pointed at one of the cups towards the outside of the cluster. "The blue and purple one."
Eli looked at the Beta fish Clare selected. "He looks like he wants to kill the one next to him."
"I know," Clare replied. "It's why I picked him."
Eli raised his eyebrow and Clare continued. "He's a fighter," Clare shrugged. "I like that."
"I like that too," Eli picked up the cup that contained their new fish and headed towards the front register. Eli waved off Clare's money and paid for the fish.
On the way back to the car, Eli asked, "So, what should we name him?"
Move
"That's the last of it," Eli said as he set the cardboard box he was carrying down on the coffee table. He looked around at the other boxes that were scattered throughout the living room. "You have too much stuff, Edwards."
"I do not," Clare exclaimed, spinning around from the box she was unpacking in order to glare at her boyfriend. "You just live like a perpetual bachelor. Bare minimum everything," she said, placing her hands on her hips.
"You're right, but it works for me. At least it did," Eli walked over to where Clare was standing and removed her hands from her hips, pulled them around his waist, and then placed his hands on the small of her back and pulled her to him.
"Eli," Clare's words were muffled against his shoulder. "You didn't even have a couch," she said while pulling back to look at him.
"Hey, I have a perfectly good arm chair!"
"Three people can't sit in an arm chair!"
"No, but two people can," Eli grabbed Clare's hands and led her across the room. He sank down into the worn leather chair and pulled Clare down to sit on his lap. Clare leaned back against him and smiled when Eli placed a kiss on the side of her neck. "I'm glad you agreed to move in."
"Admit it, you're just excited to finally have a couch," Clare teased.
"You know, you're right," Eli's eyebrows raised. "Making out in this chair is so complicated. Just think about all the space we'll have on the couch."
Silver
"I love you," Eli murmured around Clare's lips. Eli felt Clare's hands reach up to push on his chest so he pulled back to look down at her.
"I love you, too," Clare replied with a grin before pulling Eli back down for a kiss.
Eli obliged, placing quick kisses on her lips before trailing them to the corner of her mouth, across her jaw, below her ear, and down her neck. His mouth stopped to suck gently on her pulse point and he felt like he was going to crawl out of his skin when the action caused Clare to tilt her head, clutch at his back, and let out the most amazing little moan.
"Off," she breathed as her fingers found the hem of his shirt. Eli pushed himself up to kneel between her legs and Clare followed, sitting up so she could drag Eli's shirt up and over his head. She tossed the shirt to the floor, pulled her own off to throw next to Eli's, and then wrapped her arms around Eli's neck just as he captured her face between his hands. He leaned in to give her a kiss, slipping his tongue between her parted lips.
Clare fell back, pulling Eli down on top of her. Eli pressed himself against her before catching himself and trying to put a little bit of distance between their bodies, but Clare hitched her leg over his hip and brought hers up to meet his. When he pulled back to let out a groan, Clare pressed her mouth against his throat.
"I want this," Clare said between kisses. She ran her hand down his chest, lower and lower, to cup him through his jeans. His head dropped to the space between her neck and shoulder and he let out a shuddering breath. "All of it," she continued.
Eli pushed himself up so that he was hovering over her. "Are you sure?"
"Eli," Clare placed her hand on his cheek. "You've been so patient with me, but sometimes it drives me crazy that you hold back so much. We've done all of this," Clare grabbed one of Eli's hands and placed it on her breast and then slid her hand down to touch him again. "Before. I'm ready," Clare replied.
To prove it to him, Clare slipped the silver ring off of the third finger on her left hand and held it out to Eli. He took the ring from between her fingers, looked at it, and slid it onto his pinky finger.
"We'll go slowly," Eli promised.
