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Authors note: I know you all hate me for not updating, but I needed this hiatus. I totally fell for another show and it was really hard for me to look at the O.C. the same way.
I sorted my problems and I'm back for good! I realized I wasn't being fair to you or me in giving up this. I just hope you'll still want to read Ty.
Expect an update in a week or so...
Have fun reading and... sorry again!
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Heaven. We all believe in it at some time of our lives. Human beings naturally dream with heaven, with paradise. A place where everything is perfect, pure and calm.
Seth is not perfect, but Summer is fine with that. She is not perfect too and, after all, no one is.
What she found when she woke up truly was paradise. Seth was sleeping peacefully near her, holding her hand, with his fingers enlaced in hers. He was on his side, as if he had fallen asleep looking at her. She knew he had been worried when she passed out on the hallway, but not this worried. It had been awful when he told her that she could leave the house and die, since she had let Ty stay with him.
Although she thought that he hadn't meant a word of what he had said, it had hurt that he had the courage to say it. Seth was well aware that the old Summer would have slapped him on the spot.
At the same time, sensing the worries on his sleep and the warmth from his body, she felt loved. Like she hadn't felt since that fateful Saturdays morning, the last time she saw him before she left.
Flashback:
Summer was all jumpy and happy when she entered Seth's room, in the Cohen's household. Knowing perfectly well that they shared a bed back at Providence, Kirsten let Summer in without questions. But to Summer's surprise, Seth wasn't sleeping.
Hearing the water run in Seth's private bathroom, she figured that he was taking a shower. Summer debated herself with the problem: join him in the bathroom, or simply wait for him in his bed. She picked the latest. She wanted to think a little and to surprise him at the same time. That way, she could undress herself pretty quickly, dive under his covers and wait for him to come out of the bathroom, while thinking.
A baby would be a big responsibility, but also a great pleasure. Summer had always wanted a family of her own; one that she would never leave as her mother had. To top it all, it was a family with Seth, the official love of her life. So, she was happy with the news and couldn't wait to tell the father. She secretly knew Seth would be as thrilled to have a baby as she was, but at the same time, she was afraid of his reaction: maybe he wasn't ready for this step; they hadn't even got out of college.
She decided to shrug it off for the time being and to tell him later. He would be as happy then and she could be more prepared.
While she was lost in her thoughts, Seth had left the bathroom with a towel around his waist and his hair dripping with water.
"Hey beautiful!" He rushed to her side, peeking under the sheets. I like what you're wearing." She smiled at him and he continued.
"What brings you here at this unholy hour?" Summer smiled again and replied:
"You." Seth chuckled, while he dried his hair with the towel.
"Wow… Somebody is in a good mood! Not that I'm complaining!" Seth discarded the towel and joined Summer underneath the covers, pulling her on top of him. They shared a heated kiss, leaving both breathless.
Summer lifted her head a little and asked: "What are doing up so early?"
Seth smirked: Actually, I was going to go to your house. You know, its summer, so we don't get a lot of time alone, like in Providence. And I'm so hungry..."
"Hungry? Well, did you like the surprise?"
Seth beamed: "I loved it. This is what I call fast food. And they pack and delivery it really well. On the place that I wanted you, my bed, and wearing what I wanted you to, nothing.
Summer elbowed him on his side and replied angrily: "Don't call me food! What the hell are you thinking? That just because I wanted to surprise you, I'm willing to be treated like a peace of meat?"
Seth tried to play the strong one and not to make it evident that she had hurt him. Summer had been moody recently and he knew that the best was to just apologize. Putting his hands on each side of her hips, he flipped them, so he was the one on top. Summer prepared to retaliate again, but Seth anticipated it and started apologizing.
"I'm sorry. I was just joking. I didn't think you would take it so seriously." He touched her chin, forcing her to look at him in the eyes. Summer tried to look away but Seth's serious gaze made her keep her head still.
"Did I ever treat you like a peace of meat? Like some girl that I just want to bang?"
Summer let out a timid "No".
"I just wanted to make that clear. Can we go back to where we stopped? Or do you think that I ruined the mood?"
Summer smiled sweetly at him and stated: "I'm hungry too."
After hearing Summers answer, Seth dropped his head to her collar bone, worshipping all that area with kisses and nuzzles, while his hands moved to cup her breasts, receiving moans of appreciation.
By now, this was all second nature to Seth, he knew exactly how to touch her and where. He knew what drove her crazy and what did not.
Summer, on her side, wasn't being completely innocent, doing some research of her own. Using her nails to stroke his skin, Summer moved her fingers along his back, from the base of his skull to his butt, making Seth shudder at the touch of her fingertips. Seth moved down to kiss her stomach, stroking her sides and whispering random beautiful words against her skin, making Summer smile at his adorableness.
I come over early in the morning
Just like a heat wave, without warning
When I touch you my heart begins to flutter
Because you're smooth and creamy, like peanut butter
They stayed in bed until lunch time, when Seth took Summer to eat at the pier with Ryan and Marissa. The next day, she had already left.
End of flashback.
Summer knew that they still had a lot of do before they could have their old relationship back, but they would work on it. Maybe they could be a family. Ty would have a father 24/7 and nothing would make her happier.
She thought about everything back at home, in San Francisco. No matter what happened, that was their home. Ty loved that house and Summer had learned to love it too. It had been her only comfort sometimes, to know that they had a place to be, even if things went wrong.
Suddenly, a stir brought her back to the real world. Seth tossed around for a few moments and opened his eyes. Noticing that she was lying beside him, Seth remembered all the events of the previous night. Glancing at their joined hands, Seth realized that he had fallen asleep on that position. He disentangled himself from her, and embarrassed, apologized:
"I'm sorry for that. Last night I was really worried about you and I fell asleep. And I'm sorry for what I said last night; I didn't mean any of it. I was just really pissed off with you and with me, I guess."
Seth lowered his head after he spoke, fixing his eyes on her stomach. Summer was hurt with what he had said, but to prove that she was growing, she was willing to forgive and to forget. But Seth would have to explain why he had said those things. So, she simply asked:
"Why?" Seth didn't move his head to meet her eyes, it was easier to talk when he wasn't looking into them, but answered:
"I was pissed off with you because you doubted my love for you." In the next phrase his eyes met hers. And that, is something that I never thought that you would doubt. In a normal couple, I think that it's okay to assume that if there's not trust, there's not love. But on this specific case Summer, there's love, but the trust needs to be built with baby steps. And I was pissed off with me, because even though I promised myself that I wouldn't fall for you so quickly, I can't stop wanting you. That's more frustrating than everything else."
Summer smiled despite herself. She knew she should be serious, but she just couldn't. It was too good to hear that he cared for her.
"But you said awful things. One thing is to be pissed off and to tell me to go fuck myself and another totally different is to tell me to die in a corner. You'll need to do a lot of grovelling before I forgive you."
By the look on her face, Seth could tell that he was almost forgiven. He shifted closer to Summer and, taking a strand of hair behind her ear, he replied:
"Well, you know that grovelling is one of my specialties."
Watching intently her body's reactions, he moved his face closer to her neck. Summer felt his breath on her skin and waited for him to make the next move. He needed to be on control of the situation, just this time, and to move at his own speed.
He stood like that for a few seconds, wondering what would be the wiser move.
Finally, putting one of his hands on the back of Summer's neck, he brought his face closer to her and kissed the soft skin. He spread open mouthed kisses all over Summers throat and up to her left ear, taking the globe into his mouth and sucking gently.
On the moment Seth's lips touched her skin, Summer instantly closed her eyes, savouring the moment. Surprisingly, she wasn't nervous like she thought she would be. She was just glad this was happening. His lips were doing an amazing job on her neck and hear, making her lightly moan in appreciation.
After a few seconds repeating that motion, Seth finally kissed her. After a few failed tries, they kissed passionately.
The kiss contained everything they were feeling at the moment. It was an explosion of mixed emotions, that made both of them want to be like this forever.
Seth's tongue lightly caressed her lips, parting them, and allowing their tongues to collide. They needed this as much as they needed to breathe.
Moments after, Summer broke the kiss and rested her forehead against Seth's, while her hands were positioned on his dark brown curls.
"You're right." She whispered. "Groveling is one of your talents."
Do you think it's short? I can feel your pain! There will be more soon, I promise. I told you I was back for good!
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Coheny
