A/N: Hey, guys. I know, I know, I promised some I would update Found You before I even touched this story. But an idea ran through my head in the middle of Biology and I'm writing it so it doesn't escape me. But I promise that Found You is next on my writing to do list. Enjoy lovelies! And please review.
Chapter 7
I woke and reached for Val. After several moments of groping the sheets, I realized Val wasn't there. I turned over to find a note and a single rose in his place. "Krasavitsa, I had to run a few errands. Make yourself at home. I have left Maksim there to entertain you. Oh and he is in charge of feeding you. Put him in his place if you have to. Just don't hurt him too badly. See you soon, Val," the note read. I smiled. I had fallen asleep at his house again. I had been doing that a lot lately. Val was always too sweet to have the heart to wake me up.
I, partially reluctantly, got out of bed and padded barefoot downstairs. As I reached the bottom step, Sir Sleep, Val's dog, came barreling towards me. "Hey, buddy," I greeted him as I picked him up. I carried Sir Sleep into the kitchen and then let him go. "Morning, Maksim," I greeted Maks, his back facing me. "Morning, Dayachka," Maks replied as he turned around, spatula in hand. His apron read "kiss the chef". I laughed out loud. "Chto?" he asked, confused. "Your apron," I explained trying to suppress the giggles that were bubbling to my lips. "Hey, it works," he said, shrugging. "So according to Val, you are in charge of feeding me and keeping me entertained," I told Maks matter-of-factly. "Yeah, I heard. Chocolate chip pancakes sound good?" Maks replied. "Yep. But Val said you cannot cook to save yourself," I said. "My brother says a lot of things. I can cook the basics at the very least," Maks said shaking his head.
"So, how was your night, last night?" Maks asks, handing me a plate of pancakes and took a seat across from me. "Good, I was sleeping all night," I admitted. "Oh, really? Because I heard 'Vaaaaalllll…oh Vaaaaaalllllll….oh my god Vaalll…' all night long, which leads me to believe that you were not, in fact, asleep the entire time. You were occupied with another activity…." Maks trailed off suggestively. I felt my cheeks get red, only making me look guiltier. "No, what you heard was probably me talking in my sleep. I do that a lot," I tried to explain. "You must've had one hell of a dream," Maks surmised, sipping at his orange juice. I didn't respond. "Not that it's any of your business or even matters, but Val and I are celibate at the moment," I say, trying not to look him in the eye. "I'm sorry I made you upset. I was only joking around. And sorry I'm so nosy. I'm just trying to look out for Valentin," Maks explained.
"It's okay. I understand where you're coming from," I told him, making eye contact this time. "And wouldn't do anything to hurt your brother," I added. "I know you wouldn't, it's just an instinct I have," Maks said, putting his dish in the sink. "Can I ask you something?" I said hesitantly. "Shoot," Maks replied quickly. "Has Val ever-nevermind," I stopped in the middle of the question. "Aria, I'm starting to consider you as a sister. You can ask me anything. Don't worry about me judging you, because I won't. I give sound advice," he said seriously, all hints of humor gone. "Well has Val ever mentioned like our relationship in the future, long-term?" I said, awaiting he response. "Don't tell Val I told you this, but Val said he could the see the two of you married…please don't be weirded out by that. My brother is just a very passionate person. It's a Russian thing," Maks said. "Awhhh, I think that's cute. Sexy almost," I admitted, brushing my bangs out of my face. "For my sake, please do not use my brother's name and the word sexy in the same sentence, ever again," Maks groaned. "Izvinite (sorry)," I said, not realizing that I said it in Russian. "You're really picking up this Russian stuff," Maks commented in an appreciating manner. "It's weird. One day I looked up a few words and I then I just began picking it up," I explained. "You're really going to impress my mom when she comes in from New York," Maks said. "Good, because she sorta intimidates me," I admitted. "My mom? She wouldn't hurt a fly. She was only yelling on the phone at Val because she thought he slept with you that night. But only because she thought it was a random girl. She is big on respecting women," Maks explained. "That's good to hear. It wouldn't have been a problem if you didn't have to go crying to mommy," I said in a baby voice. Maks just shook his head. "Val sure knows how to pick 'em," Maks said, smiling. "Damn straight. C'mon Maksy, you know you think I'm hilarious and amazing," I said, gesturing with my hands.
"Since you took part in handcuffing me to my bed, the least you could do is help me prank Val," Maks stated. "As long as we're not harming him," I said. "Just bruising his pride. But nothing major," Maks said nonchalantly. "And if he gets angry, you can always work your magic and kiss him or something," Maks suggested. "Will do," I promised, stifling a giggle.
"So what are we going to do?" I asked, following Maks from the kitchen. "We're going to dump honey outside his bedroom door and Saran wrap the doorway. I'm gonna tell him that I think Sir Sleep took a shit in his room. then when Val goes to his room, he's gonna step in the honey, walk into the Saran wrap and then fall back on to the honey," Maks said, explaining with his hands. "Poor, Val. But fair warning, I will help him get you back. Big time," I said. "Fine with me," he said.
We had just finished setting everything up when Val came home. I got all the giggles out of me before Val walked in. "You're home," I yelled out to Val as I jumped into his arms. "I missed you, Krasavitsa," Val said, kissing me lightly on his lips. I pulled him closer for a minute before letting him go and jumping back down on the floor. "Bro, I think Sir Sleep left you a little gift in your room," Maks said deceptively. "That dog….." Val trailed off, walking towards his room. I followed him a few feet behind so I could see everything play out. "Kakoy…(what the)," Val said as he stepped into the honey outside his door. His foot got stuck in the puddle of honey and he began falling forward. He hit the Saran wrap and fell backwards into the honey. "Zabaat!(fuck)," Val exclaims.
Maks and I busted out into uncontrollable laughter. "MAKS!...what the hell bro! And you brought her into this?," he said accusingly. "Payback's a bitch….," Maks said, smiling down on his brother. I was starting to feel bad. So, I walked over to Val and sat on his lap. "Babe, I'm sorry. Maks tricked me into it," I said, giving Maks a smug look. Val smiled at me. "Please don't be mad," I said, nose-to-nose with Val. "Never," he replied. I pecked his lips, but Val wasn't having any of it. He pulled me tight against his chest and kissed me enthusiastically. I wrapped my arms around his neck and wrapped my legs around his waist. "Ewhh….get a room!," Maks said, covering his eyes. "Gladly," Val said. Val swung me up in his arms and stood up. He tore the Saran wrap from the door and walked inside. As we got past the threshold, Val kicked the door shut.
"Not to kill the mood or anything, but you will take off your shirt before you take another step. It's covered in honey," I said, sounding like his mom. Val obliged, shrugging out of his shirt and tossed it in the open hamper across the room. "Now, where were we?" he asked, stroking my cheek. I closed the distance between us and placed a few butterfly kisses on his neck and shoulder. I felt him shudder slightly. Val grabbed my waist and picked me up into his arms. "I love you," Val whispered, staring into his eyes. I couldn't breathe. "Ya tebya lyublyu," I replied, nuzzling his neck. Something changed in his eyes. Suddenly, his lips crashed into mine. I kissed him back with everything that I had. It was no longer just wanting to kiss him, it was now out of pure need that I kissed him. I needed him like I needed air to breathe. I realized that Val was no longer standing upright. We had fallen onto the bed "Wait…*kiss….wait….*kiss….we…." he trailed off, unable to get out a coherent sentence. . He broke off the kiss and I pouted. "What was that for?" I asked going into full pout mode. "Because if I didn't stop, I probably would have taken you right there, right then," Val explained. "And what's wrong with that?" I asked, feigning outright shock. "I just don't want to go too far too fast," Val said. "Okay, I guess I see your point," I assented. I still had a pouty face.
In reaction, Val pulled me to him and cradled me to his chest. I inhaled in scent. It was so….well, Val. It smelled of some kind of expensive cologne that smelled vaguely familiar and mint. I inhaled the heady scent again, savoring the smell. "Tommorow's a big day, Krasavitsa," Val said after a few moments of comfortable silence. "Yeah, we have to dance and then meet your mom," I said, realizing how big of a day that was. "Babe?" I said, looking up at him. "Yeah?" he answered. "I don't want to over stay my welcome, but could I just stay here tonight?" I asked cautiously. "Of course. You could and will never over stay your welcome," he said kissing the tip of my nose.