The next morning I feel a rub of my shoulder and my body is slightly moving in a shake, my eyes jotting open, only to find Tobias trying to wake me up my pleased slumber.
"Morning." I slur my words carefully, the jolt of memory from the night before making my lips turn up into a smile, what's the time?
Tobias presses a light kiss to my lips and afterwards I realize he's dressed, so I roll over to look at the time on the alarm clock that has been neatly set up on the bed-side table.
10:14am? No, no..
"Shit." I mumble aggresively, throwing the covers off of my body and rushing to my packed backpack to pull out a random black shirt and a pair of tight jeans.
"I thought you'd never wake up." The tone in his voice makes it easy to know he is joking, a laugh falling from my lips as I pick out some panties and grab my bra.
"That's a satisfying thought." I grin at him.
"You can have a shower in the guest bathroom they told me to tell you." I nod, mumbling a 'thank you' on my way out the door and rushing into the bathroom before I'm noticed by anybody, but I highly doubt that'd happen since everybody is downstairs.
I lock the door once I'm inside and slipping off the clothes I had put on the night before.
My body sinks into the shower, the hot warm water spilling onto me and making my hair soaked. Hot water running down my back. I take some of the raspberry shower gel Shauna must have placed on the small holder, putting a slight bit into my hands and washing my body with it.
After five or so minutes I turn off the shower, climb out and grab one of the silky white towels from the rack, sliding it around my body and one around my hair. I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror that was just above the sink.
I've come in contact with many mirrors since I left dauntless, but I still don't feel very comfortable looking at myself through one. It feels strange. I look strange. I don't like it very much.
As soon as I am dressed and have had a small make-out session with Tobias, we walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where everyone was seated.
"How was last night, Tris?" Christina giggles and I stop for a moment and a tingle runs through my spine. I smacked Chris on the arm.
"You were drunk last night, how could you hear?" I place my hands on my waist, the movement I had taken from Christina and turned to look at Tobias whose cheeks were slightly a pinkish colour, his lips trying not to let out a laugh.
"I was, but while I was walking to the bathroom I heard something coming from your room, and knew."
I feel the hotness of my cheeks growing, it was me. All me. And Tobias couldn't keep in his dark chuckle.
"Eh, now I have to change the sheets when family comes over." Shauna pulls a disgusted face and I giggle.
"Where are you headed off to, Tris and Four?" Uriah asks, tilting his head.
"Maybe east. Or we might find a place around here for a while. I quite like it here." Tobias speaks for me. We had talked about this yesterday, how we might look for a place to rent around here and then go travel around Chicago again.
"Why do you ask?" I say curiously, wondering why they want to know.
"We just-" Uriah starts off, but Christina interrupts.
"We want you to come back to dauntless as leaders." I swallow the lump in my throat that had formed, my eyes wandering back to Tobias'.
I don't know what to say. Me and Tobias share intense eye contact before he speaks again. "We really don't think that's a good idea, Christina." I nod.
"Sure it is. You can live in the leaders apartment and get new initiates on track. Tobias could work in the control room and monitor the life outside of dauntless. Come on, we need you both back." Christina sounds like she's begging, I walk back up to the guest room to breath and think about it for a few minutes.
"Tris." I hear a tone that could only be Tobias, my eyes were fixed onto the ceiling and my breathing was becoming lighter. I don't know what to say.
Tobias lays down next to me, taking my hand in his as comfort.
"We don't need to go back, and they won't force us. But we need too think it through before making any decisions we might regret."
I don't look at him. I don't speak.
"Tris."
Not.
A.
Word.
He takes my other hand, rolling me to face him. It worked. I didn't struggle.
"Tobias." I breath.
"I want to go back." Tobias speaks.
I'm okay with that.
"I want to go back, too." I'm not lying.
"Are you sure?" Yes.
"Yes." I'm sure.
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