A Kiss that Is Leading to More, But Is Interrupted by a Third Party
Jake looks absolutely ridiculous.
To be fair, the whole scene is – him standing outside their building in his pajamas while Amy looks down at him from the window, like they're coming straight out of some cheesy fairy tale where the hero of the story wants to save the princess from her lonely tower. Although it's nothing of the sort here. If anything, she is the one who's gonna come to his rescue by opening the door to him before the neigbors get tired of the noise he's making in the middle of a Friday night and decide to kindly make him shush by spilling a bucket of cold water all over him.
(They did it before, to some poor drunken kids passing by. She knows for a fact then they wouldn't hesitate to do it again, no matter who it is who makes that noise.)
There is something in common between them and the fairy tale couple, though: they're bound to get married. In less than 16 hours, to be completely exact. Hence Jake's presence down there instead of in the bed beside her or even inside the apartment already – Charles confiscated his spare of keys when he picked him up earlier in the evening for a night at his house.
There's no way you two are spending the night together, he insisted, shooting them a knowing glare.
Charles should have known better. Because no matter how hard he tried to keep them apart like these stupid traditions said they should be on the night before their wedding, Jake apparently still figured out a way to sneak out without being caught.
"Can you let me in, please? We might be in May but it's freezing outside." His voice takes Amy out of her amused thoughts.
"You sure I should? Charles won't be pleased if he finds out…" she trails off, just to tease him.
"I don't care about Charles. These traditions are dumb. I just want to be home. With you." He pouts and Amy laughs.
"Okay, Romeo. Let me open the door."
She leaves her spot by the window and hurries towards the intercom. Once there, she presses the button to let him inside the building. It only takes Jake a few minutes to appear on their doorstep, panting after having run up the stairs instead of waiting for the elevator.
"You're really nailing this romantic move," Amy mocks as she waits for him to catch his breath.
(In her chest though, her heart is melting from the simple sight of him. It might have been just a few hours since she last saw him, but she still missed him and couldn't find her sleep without her very-soon-to-be husband curled up by her side and warming her up with his body heat.)
Jake looks up at her and shakes his head in mock-annoyance. The corners of his mouth are still curled up with the beginning of a playful smile, though.
"Ha-ha, very funny, babe. But you don't know what lengths I had to go through to get out of that house without waking up the dogs. Those things are so huge and terrifying!" he complains dramatically.
Straight out of a fairy tale indeed, Amy chuckles.
"You're such a hero."
She brings her hands up his arms as he eventually straightens up and curls her hands around his neck. His own immediately fall on the small of her back, holding her close with a loving beam now covering his face. He's staring at her with the most tender look and Amy's pretty sure the same is reciprocated on her own features.
"Hi, babe. I missed you tonight." Jake's tone is soft when he talks again.
"I missed you too," she acknowledges.
His smile grows even wider at the simple answer. She can feel his grip on her body tighten as he takes a step closer to fill the small gap between them. She meets him halfway, her lips finding his in a kiss that's very gentle at first. It soon grows more demanding as Jake takes a few more steps and leads them inside though, closing the front door behind them for more privacy.
Amy's hands quickly head up, getting lost in his messy curls while he lets out a small grunt.
"I wasn't supposed to stay long… I just wanted to say goodnight…" he trails off between two kisses but doesn't act like he's going to break apart to leave soon despite his words.
"Mmhmm, you can go if you want," she mumbles but doesn't make a move either. On the contrary, she kisses him some more, not wanting to let go.
(And really, it's easy to tell Jake doesn't want to either.)
They slowly walk towards their room then, still wrapped up in each other and Amy's hands now heading south when the sound of the door being burst open suddenly startles them apart.
"Ha! I knew I'd find you here!" Charles suddenly appears out of nowhere, looking at Jake with a dark, disappointed glare. He seems completely oblivious to the fact he's stepping on a very private moment between the future husband and wife – or he knows, but simply doesn't care. "I can't believe I'm gonna say this, but no love-making for you two tonight. You'll have all the time to make up for it tomorrow and on your honeymoon. We don't want this marriage to be doomed before it starts, do we?!" He watches them intently but Amy and Jake only pout in a matching disgusted face in return.
"Ew, gross. Charles, get out of here!" Jake snaps, his hands still on Amy's waist, holding her close. "It's just a dumb tradition, leave us alone."
"It's okay, babe," Amy joins in, offering him a soft smile. Maybe it's for the best they got interrupted finally – and she really doesn't feel like arguing with Charles right now. "It's late anyway. We should sleep. Tomorrow's gonna be a long day."
"And a long night!" Charles proudly adds with a suggestive grin – she glares at him.
"You sure?" Jake chooses to ignore him, all of his focus on her only.
"Yes. We'll see each other soon enough." She strokes his arm gently. He still seems to hesitate for a beat before giving in. He leans over to press one last soft peck on her lips.
"As you wish, then. Goodnight, babe." He looks at her lovingly.
"Goodnight." Amy tightens her grip on his arm before eventually letting go.
"I can't believe you two are getting married tomorrow. We did it, guys." Charles sniffs behind them, making them look back. His eyes are filled with tears of emotion.
In other times, the fiancés would have complained about him, but for once they don't say a word. They simply shoot each other a knowing look and happy smiles following his words, thinking about the same thing. Just a few hours left and they're officially gonna be husband and wife, able to spend the rest of their lives by each other's sides…