Neuschwanstein Castle: Germany
October 2nd 2019
I always knew he would look great in flannel. The thought graced Olivia's mind as she walked up behind Fitz, who was currently chopping wood for the bonfire that would take place later in the evening. She took in his profile as he stopped to wipe the sweat off his forehead. He had let his beard grow out, Olivia never really cared for beards but she could get used to it on Fitz. She loved the way it felt against her skin when he kissed her goodnight the other day. Or how it felt when it scratched against her thighs behind the heavy wooden locked doors. His shirt sleeves had been rolled up to his elbows and he wore slim fitting jeans with brown cap-toe leather cap-toe boots. Olivia was dressed similarly, they matched but hadn't planned it. She wore a green and red plaid button down over a green tank top, dark wash skinny jeans, and brown lace up riding boots.
It was uncharacteristically hot for fall, and she wanted to be outside by the pool, tanning herself so she could get back to her summer darkened skinned. Over the last month and a half she had been inside and getting paler by the second and looking more and more like her pale practically see through father. Liv finished her trek to Fitz where he was finishing up with the wood and stacking it into piles.
"I never knew you were such an outdoorsy, hipster" she smirked
"Well maybe it's because you have been keeping me occupied since we got here and i haven't the need for showing off my cub scout skills." Fitz replied, used to her little comments and always having a comeback ready.
"I guess you're right" Olivia climbed onto the wooden stump he chopped the wood on and wrapped her arms around his neck tilting her head up for a kiss.
"Wow the great Princess Olivia admitting that someone that isn't her is right."
"Shut up, don't push it."
Fitz took in her petite frame that was pressed against his, and examined her outfit.
"Have you been doing this on purpose?"
"Doing what?"
"Matching your outfit to mine, for like the past week and a half, we have been wearing almost the exact same thing."
"Seeing as I wake up and get dressed before you, that isn't possible, plus i didn't pack my own clothes so whatever i have here is what i have to work with."
"Just checking, by the way my mum thinks it's cute." Fitz wiggled his eyebrows, or lack thereof, at her finally giving into her demand of a kiss. When he pulled back he took in her face. Olivia had small pixie like features in comparison to his, her nose, small and upturned, perfectly complimented her doe eyes, thick eyebrows and lashes, high cheekbones, and pouty lips.
"What are you doing out here anyway, shouldn't you be inside getting some sleep?"
"I wouldn't need to get anymore sleep if your family wasn't so large."
Last night, Fitz took Olivia on a date, they drove up to the mountain side in his truck and brought blankets, pillows, and her laptop so they could cuddle into the bed of his truck and watch some movies. After that Fitz started a fire and pulled out the snacks he brought them, supplies to make smores and grilled cheese sandwiches. They were one of her favourite foods, but she would never admit to it because "a princess should not like the same food a peasant would eat." (her words, not his) As they ate their food they gazed up at the sky pointing out the stars and constellations Olivia knew. Later after she was all tuckered out, Fitz noticed that she was like his little puppy-minus the fact that fitz called her kitten- if he let her follow him around, feed her, take a nap, and let Olivia snuggle into his lap and jump all over him, she would be tired at the day. Liv had gotten into the habit of sitting on the couch at the end of the day, cuddling into his side, deny that she was tired then promptly fall asleep while watching a movie.
After their date, while fitz was hauling her inside the house, his family had been sitting in the residence looking at him expectantly.
" Hey Leute Olivia und ich gehen ins Bett, wir sehen uns am Morgen" Hey guys, Olivia and i are going to bed, we'll see you in the morning.
"Halte dich dort fest, warte nur einen winzigen Sohn, deine Mutter, und ich sehe, dass deine Gnade müde ist, aber wir wollen die arme Prinzessin treffen, die du angestiftet hast, um dich umwerben zu dürfen" Hold on there, just a minute son, we see that your grace is tired but we want to meet the poor princess that you have roped into courting you.
"Papa, wie wäre es, wenn wir bis zum Morgen warten? Olivia hasst es, wenn ich sie aufwecke und außerdem schläft sie wie eine tote Person" dad how about we wait until the morning? Olivia hates when i wake her up and besides she sleeps like a dead person
"Es ist okay, ich kann länger bleiben" It's fine i can stay up a bit longer.
Olivia sort of wished she never said that, afterwards she was hit with a torrent of questions, none of them too invasive but they asked a lot about how they meet and when they planned on getting married. His parents, Big Jerry and Lieselotte, asked about her family and where she came form. Not many people knew about the small island she called home. Olivia told them about the flowers gardens, the rich art history, the ornate synagogues that decorated the old streets of Canea, and the acres of untouched country land that she loved to take Fitz horseback riding on.
An hour into their conversation, Liv's cat, King Louis V came looking after her. Since he was a kitten he had not gone a day without sleeping in her bed and Olivia soothingly stroking his fur. She took this as a sign to turn in for the night, she stood up stretching and checked the time on her phone.
1:15 am
"es war wirklich lustig, aber ich muss für die nacht einkehren, ich habe morgen viel zu tun" it's been really fun but i have to turn in for the night, i have a lot of work to do tomorrow
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Back to the present moment
"Maybe you should take a nap since you're being so cranky" Fitz sighed into the autumn air, "Besides you need your rest now because i plan on keeping you up for a while after the party.
To celebrate Olivia coming to visit Germany and so she could meet the rest of his family a bonfire and party were arranged. Olivia was never really one for parties, even though most of the ones she attended were held in her honour. She was more of a stay in her room and mind her own business type of girl, if she couldn't be found there Olivia would be off in the quietest parts if her country listening to the soft music she would play and trying to convince Fitz to build her a tree house.
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Wooden stumps had been arranged into two large circles around fire pits. The walkway to the backyard had been littered with string lights and crisp red and orange leaves. Olivia's requested food was being set up onto tables, grilled cheese, s'mores, chocolate chip cookies, pizza, apple cider, and brown sugar donuts. It had cooled down some and she sat on top of one of the tables bothering the poor boy who had been sent to help set up for tonight.
Just then Fitz came out of the house with his dog, Klaus, following behind him, nipping at his heels. She was glad that most of the time Fitz left Klaus at home when he came to visit, he was a big dog, an italian mastiff to be exact and whenever she got close to him he would jump all over her and knock her down. Once when he came to visit her last year, they had been walking Kaiser and Klaus down a new trail they found and when she stopped to look at a bird she had never seen, Klaus came charging at her, tongue sticking out slobbering everywhere and tail wagging. He had scared Kaiser away and it took Fitz 3 hours to find him out there. Olivia had been knocked her flat on her back, and licked at her face, which she hated and would tell Fitz every chance she got how much she hated that dog.
He rounded the corner and walked up to her table, bending down to lift her off the table, and kiss the top of her head. "Why don't you leave the poor boy alone, he already looks miserable from the heat."
"I was waiting on you so that i could ask, do you want to just ditch the party and go back to our spot?" Olivia looked up at him coyly, her hands balled up in his shirt to keep him pressed against her.
"Why would we do a thing like that when i have a whole house to have you in later?"
"You know how much i hate parties, just think- we could go to the woods, i'll bring a blanket, Klaus can run around for a few hours, then i will complain about how much i hate parties, then you can tell me to shut up and pick something to watch on Netflix. Then later when you are falling asleep because you're old i will climb on top of you tell you how sexy you look with a beard and then we can like….ya know…..do it."
"You make a pretty convincing case there kitten" Fitz muttered against her lips, pretending to think it over. Olivia responded by detaching her lips from his and sucking a mark into his neck, trying to sway him in her favour.
"I guess if you play nice with everyone and not make those little snarky comments you make when you get disinterested, then and only then will, i let you skip out early and take you to our spot."
"Fine, but i am not promising that i will like anyone."
"Oh and one more thing, you have to sit in my lap."
"Okay okay i will take it." Olivia started walking away but Fitz still held onto her hand and pulled her back into his chest, his other hand holding her back so she couldn't move away from him.
"Last thing i promise- Do you really think i look sexy with a beard and flannel?"
Olivia took her time answering him, making him squirm and frown a bit when she took to long answering him. Finally she breathed out. "You don't know how hard it is for me to not tear off your clothes and ride you right here in front of everyone." And with that she sashayed off into the house tossing her hair over her shoulder, then turning when she got to the door beckoning him to her with her finger.