"So, I was thinking," Junior said one day after Kris had dropped Tim off at school, "We should go out on a date, just the two of us. Some dinner, maybe a movie. Whaddya think?"
Kris stopped. He had come up behind her and was about a foot away from her. Things were a little rocky for a couple of days after the incident in the park, but now it had been almost a week and she had forgiven Junior. It was an innocent question, after all. She should have just answered it.
"I think that sounds great," Kris said emphatically, taking one broad step over to Junior and touching her lips to his. "Is tonight okay? I can get a sitter. Unless you want to try and brave seeing your sister." Kris gave him a look of sympathy and pity.
"I think if I do see her anytime soon, I need to do it myself. It has been eight years, after all. I need to talk to her. And Matt too, I guess. The one person I refuse-"
"Your dad. He, uh, he visited a little while ago. After you'd left the first day you came here. I couldn't figure our his motive, though," Kris said.
"Do you think he knows?" Junior said.
"He's Ken Davis, Junior. He probably does. But I hope not," Kris shook her head. "How 'bout we change the subject?"
"Good idea. What movie do you want to see?" Junior had Kris in his arms now and they were rocking back and forth on their toes, seemingly dancing a dance only they knew.
"You pick," She answered. Truth be told, she wasn't even sure what was playing. Anything she heard about these days involved robots, shooting, or some other kind of violence.
"Okay then. Do you know where you want to eat?" Junior asked her.
"Nope," was Kris' answer.
"Have you been living in a hole the past eight years?" He said, laughing jokingly at her.
"I've been cooking, mostly. Frozen stuff and we rarely go out," Kris said, shrugging her shoulders.
"Okay, well then, we'll go somewhere nice," Junior said matter-of-factly.
Kris nodded her head and said, "Okay then," with a smile on her face. "I'm gonna go shower," she added, giving him a peck on the lips, while still in his embrace.
However, Junior was feeling mischievous this morning, and held onto her. She pulled and pulled at his arms, but they wouldn't budge. Before she knew it, he had picked her up and kissed her again, this kiss much more deep and serious. Her hands ran through his thick hair while his stayed on her waist, comfortably resting there.
Kris managed to break away, breathless, and found that after that kiss Junior was weaker, easier to pull away from. She got out of his arms and ran up the steps. She was surprised beyond belief when she heard fast footsteps behind her, and Junior tickled her from behind.
She buckled over in laughter and he swooped in to pick her up again. She squealed as he threw her onto the bed, getting on top of her. He tugged at the bottom seam of her shirt, but she put it down.
"Juniorrr..." Kris mumbled into their kisses. She took all of her strength and pulled her head away from him. "Junior." He dove in and kissed her again, but this time she didn't kiss back and her eyes stayed open. Junior finally got the message and rolled off of her.
"What?" He sounded irritated. Even he could tell. He softened his voice and repeated, "What?" Junior stroked Kris' face and hair gently.
"It's just- Early. I mean I really, really want to, Junior. Ever since that day you first came here- But, can't it wait until tonight? After a romantic date?" Kris asked him.
"Kris... Yeah, okay. That's fine," he said. There was no tinge to his voice, much to his amazement. He sounded like it really was fine, and maybe it was.
Kris let out a long breath. "Cool," she said. She sat up and went into the bathroom to take her shower.
Junior flopped back on the bed and flipped through an old magazine. He heard the bathroom door creak and Kris came out, with only a towel wrapped around her. And a tiny towel at that.
"Hey now, that is just not fair," Junior whined, a laugh in his voice. She turned to look at him and smiled, taking her underwear out of the drawer and dangling it in front of her face. Junior groaned and got up, chasing her into the bathroom. She was far too fast and light on her feet, though, and shut the bathroom door in his face.
"And that is seriously not fair, Kris!" he yelled through the door, pounding on it. He finally gave up and went to the bed to sit back down. Kris came out a moment later, fully dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt. She smiled, shrugging her shoulders as she did, and pranced downstairs.
Junior shook his head and got his clothes together before jumping in the shower. If this morning was any indication, it was gonna be a long day. And night.
A/N: I totally didn't realize how short this was! I'm working on another one right now! Don't worry, lol.