Title: Loving You
Pairing: Hyde/Jackie
Disclaimer: I attain no ownership rights to these characters or That '70s Show. In other words, I own nothing.
Author's Note: Thank you to all of you who reviewed, you guys rock! I realize that my fanfic is not consistent with the comedy of the show. It is a more serious, angsty ,drama-ish take on Jackie and Hyde's romance. Anyway, hope you enjoy!
Hyde parked his el Camino just down the road from the palacious Point Place home. He pulled on his denim jacket, and walked briskly. As he hopped over the fence, he could make out her silouhette at the window. A faint smile curved his lips as he climbed the rose trellis. He made each move with practiced skill, hoisting himself up to swing one leg over the window ledge and into her bedroom. She made eye contact through the mirror of her vanity and smiled.
He shrugged off his jacket, draping it over a desk chair. And tugged off his heavy boots at the foot of her bed. "Hey," he greeted. "I'm sorry I'm late. Red and Kitty took a little longer than usual to get to bed," Jackie nodded in understanding, noting the time on the alarm clock. It was already two in the morning, but she had grown accustomed to falling asleep with him.
"It's alright, Steven, I don't mind the wait..." she whispered to him, helping to turn down the fluffy pink comforters of her bed. They crawled into her bed, snuggling into one another. Steven draped an arm over her waist and pulled her back closer to his chest. He could smell the sweet vanilla scent of her shampoo surrounding his senses; it was comforting in a way. "This is different," Hyde whispered softly, his fingers skimming along the hem of the t-shirt she chose to wear to sleep tonight. "I thought you said you'd never wear it..."
"I never said I wouldn't wear the shirt, Steven. I told you I loved it," she replied smoothing down the small creases. "And I do love it, almost as much as I love you." she added leaning in for a kiss. "I care about you too Jackie," Steven whispered against her lips. And for now, that was enough. Jackie understood him and why he couldn't tell her that he loved her just yet. Everyone that he had loved in his life had left him. Well, except for the Foremans, but they were different. And she was certain that he loved her. It was only a matter of time, and they had all the time in the world.
Please review!
Pairing: Hyde/Jackie
Disclaimer: I attain no ownership rights to these characters or That '70s Show. In other words, I own nothing.
Author's Note: Thank you to all of you who reviewed, you guys rock! I realize that my fanfic is not consistent with the comedy of the show. It is a more serious, angsty ,drama-ish take on Jackie and Hyde's romance. Anyway, hope you enjoy!
Hyde parked his el Camino just down the road from the palacious Point Place home. He pulled on his denim jacket, and walked briskly. As he hopped over the fence, he could make out her silouhette at the window. A faint smile curved his lips as he climbed the rose trellis. He made each move with practiced skill, hoisting himself up to swing one leg over the window ledge and into her bedroom. She made eye contact through the mirror of her vanity and smiled.
He shrugged off his jacket, draping it over a desk chair. And tugged off his heavy boots at the foot of her bed. "Hey," he greeted. "I'm sorry I'm late. Red and Kitty took a little longer than usual to get to bed," Jackie nodded in understanding, noting the time on the alarm clock. It was already two in the morning, but she had grown accustomed to falling asleep with him.
"It's alright, Steven, I don't mind the wait..." she whispered to him, helping to turn down the fluffy pink comforters of her bed. They crawled into her bed, snuggling into one another. Steven draped an arm over her waist and pulled her back closer to his chest. He could smell the sweet vanilla scent of her shampoo surrounding his senses; it was comforting in a way. "This is different," Hyde whispered softly, his fingers skimming along the hem of the t-shirt she chose to wear to sleep tonight. "I thought you said you'd never wear it..."
"I never said I wouldn't wear the shirt, Steven. I told you I loved it," she replied smoothing down the small creases. "And I do love it, almost as much as I love you." she added leaning in for a kiss. "I care about you too Jackie," Steven whispered against her lips. And for now, that was enough. Jackie understood him and why he couldn't tell her that he loved her just yet. Everyone that he had loved in his life had left him. Well, except for the Foremans, but they were different. And she was certain that he loved her. It was only a matter of time, and they had all the time in the world.
Please review!