I don't and will never own the characters :c
The early New York sun spilled through the slits of the closed blinds, illuminating the lounge room with a warm glow. Kate stirred first, her body clock always awakening at the first signs on sunlight. She tried to fight off the signs of her awakening, not wanting to get up just yet. Somehow she felt peaceful and well-rested, not a usual occurrence with her unhealthy schedule. Her bed also felt extremely warm and comfortable today. But as she snuggled down, her head didn't brush the soft pillow she had become accustomed to. No, her pillow was solid and breathing, and smelled unmistakably like- "Castle?" She shot up, semi-untangling herself from his arms, head spinning from the sudden movement. He didn't awake immediately, his head tilted back with an unmistakable smile on his lips. She took a moment to let the memories of last night come flooding back before biting back another smile. You just woke up in Richard Castle's arms. She propped herself up, gently brushing her fingers over the slight stubble that appeared across his jaw. Damn, he looks adorable in the morning. She didn't want him to catch her staring creepily as she so often did, do she gently shook him. "Castle, wake up. Castle! Rick!" he slowly opened his eyes, trying to hold onto the amazing dream he didn't want to let go of yet. He stared at her a few seconds before blinking. And blinking again. This was real. "Kateā¦hi." Oh, that morning voice again. She waited a moment while he adjusted to his surroundings before speaking with the steadiest voice she could. "I..uh, sorry. I must have fallen asleep on you." She bit her lip, fighting back a blush as she began to stand up. She couldn't make it completely, seeing as his arm was still wrapped protectively around her waist. He withdrew it with a sheepish grin. "That's okay, you can fall asleep on me anytime Kate. Plus, I think we fell asleep around the same time anyway," his beyond-happy grin displayed shamelessly. She nodded as she walked towards the kitchen, refusing to admit that his steady sleep breathing had been what had lulled her to sleep. "Coffee?"
"Sounds great."
They made their way around the kitchen, picking up light conversation about the plans for the case today, but the stolen glances and side-way grins making it clear that they hadn't forgotten about last night. Marley decided to make an appearance just as they sat down to enjoy their freshly brewed coffee (thanks to the espresso machine that Castle had insisted upon her. "You live off the stuff Beckett, you should at least make it palatable.") Beckett quickly attended to the impatient dog, filling his custom dog bowl (another surprise that had come out of the supply bag) with his biscuits, before bending down and giving him a hearty pat. "I like the name Marley," she whispered, almost dismissively as she returned to her coffee. The vocalized thought was no missed by Castle. They finished their coffees with the usual banter, both feeling overwhelmingly comfortable in such a natural routine.
Castle rinsed his mug in the sink before gathering his jacket and belongings. He opened his mouth, trying to say something to acknowledge last night and how perfect it has been, how perfect she had been. She could see him struggling with his words, and knew that he was trying to say the right thing, something that wouldn't send her running. Richard Castle the Writer did certainly not struggle for words over menial things -he wanted what he said to be perfect. They stood in silence by the doorway, before their eyes met, waiting for the other to speak. Daring. "Thanks Kate." It was a simple two-worded gesture, nothing she hadn't heard before. But the way he said it, his voice warm and soft, his eyes flashing with emotion again. Thank-you for letting me stay. Thank-you for letting me in. Thank-you for letting me love you. "I'll see you at the Precinct?" he tried make his tone casual, hoping by the far-away look in her eyes that she was deciphering the true meaning behind his previous words. "Yeah, I'll see you there." He nodded, halfway out the door before her voice stopped him. "Hey, castle." He paused, looking back questioningly, had he forgotten something?
"Next time, I'm picking the movie."
There we go, my humble little story finito!
Nowhere even close to what actually happened, but I hoped you enjoyed! (:
