A/N: I have them staying at Vaughn's house...b/c seriously, come on, he
doesn't have roommates. Especially roommates that A.) are in love with him
and B.) watch him having sex. I know for the show they just don't want
another set, but come on. Give the bunnies some privacy!
In a matter of days Sydney had practically moved in to his little house. Though she didn't say it aloud, she found the house to be the perfect size for a young couple. Not to mention the location was perfect. Not too far from her house and not far from work. He kept it tidy as she suspected, but the decor was sparse and decidedly masculine.
The first morning they woke up late for work, they decided they needed to put into place backup for such emergencies. She had worn the same rumpled clothes from the day before and prayed that no one would notice. After that Sydney moved some of her work clothes into his closet and bought extra makeup and a toothbrush to keep in the bathroom. Of course in doing so, they almost completely eliminated her need to ever go home at all.
Saturday morning came and Sydney was excited for some time away from work. She woke early and attempted to drag him from the bed.
"Syd..." he moaned groggily. "It's Saturday."
She laughed at his drowsy voice, further garbled by the pillow.
"Come on back to bed Syd. Too early."
She leaned over and whispered something in his ear. Immediately he bolted upright.
"Ok. I'm up. I'm awake."
She kissed him lightly.
"I knew threatening you with no more sex would work."
"You know men far too well."
"Well one man at least."
He blinked a few times and cleared the sleep from his eyes. She was standing before him, a silly grin on her face. And then he realized why.
Her hair was pulled back in a loose bun with a few strands framing her face. She was already dressed for the day in light khaki pants and a pink tank top.
"What's going on?"
"Get dressed! We're going out!"
They drove to the pier and wandered around hand in hand by the water, just chatting and looking out over the ocean. For once they were a normal couple. They pretended to be tourists and went to all of the places they'd never had time to go before. They had strangers snap their picture together in front of the beautiful sights and made funny faces at a photo booth.
"Michael?"
Vaughn smiled at the use of his first name."Yeah?"
"Let's go shopping!"
Sydney nearly dragged him into all the little art and decor shops.
"For your house," she grinned.
"What's wrong with my house?" he asked with fake indignance, knowing full well that she loved it there. He planned on asking her to move in when the timing was right.
"You have a girlfriend now Michael," she said matter of factly, as though that explained everything.
Sydney found several things they "had" to have, and he happily purchased them all. He loved the smile on her face and no price could compare to that.
Walking from their last store Vaughn had an idea.
"Now that you can wear something OTHER than black, how well stocked is your wardrobe?"
She raised an eyebrow. "What are you suggesting?"
"That we find you some new clothes."
"Ok. On one condition."
"And what would that be?"
"You get some too."
"What's wrong with my clothes?"
"Nothing. But you have far more blue oxfords than any man should have."
"What, you don't like them?" He knew for a fact she did, as she had confessed fighting the urge to jump him the whole day at work on Thursday when he wore one.
"Too many buttons."
"I'm hurt that you don't like my clothing."
"You know I found those shirts incredibly sexy. It's just what's underneath is a lot MORE sexy, and I don't want to have to work so hard to get it!" She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.
"Well when you put it that way..."
Thanks for reading! PLEASE review. Next chapter we'll actually get a PLOT. Scary. I know.
In a matter of days Sydney had practically moved in to his little house. Though she didn't say it aloud, she found the house to be the perfect size for a young couple. Not to mention the location was perfect. Not too far from her house and not far from work. He kept it tidy as she suspected, but the decor was sparse and decidedly masculine.
The first morning they woke up late for work, they decided they needed to put into place backup for such emergencies. She had worn the same rumpled clothes from the day before and prayed that no one would notice. After that Sydney moved some of her work clothes into his closet and bought extra makeup and a toothbrush to keep in the bathroom. Of course in doing so, they almost completely eliminated her need to ever go home at all.
Saturday morning came and Sydney was excited for some time away from work. She woke early and attempted to drag him from the bed.
"Syd..." he moaned groggily. "It's Saturday."
She laughed at his drowsy voice, further garbled by the pillow.
"Come on back to bed Syd. Too early."
She leaned over and whispered something in his ear. Immediately he bolted upright.
"Ok. I'm up. I'm awake."
She kissed him lightly.
"I knew threatening you with no more sex would work."
"You know men far too well."
"Well one man at least."
He blinked a few times and cleared the sleep from his eyes. She was standing before him, a silly grin on her face. And then he realized why.
Her hair was pulled back in a loose bun with a few strands framing her face. She was already dressed for the day in light khaki pants and a pink tank top.
"What's going on?"
"Get dressed! We're going out!"
They drove to the pier and wandered around hand in hand by the water, just chatting and looking out over the ocean. For once they were a normal couple. They pretended to be tourists and went to all of the places they'd never had time to go before. They had strangers snap their picture together in front of the beautiful sights and made funny faces at a photo booth.
"Michael?"
Vaughn smiled at the use of his first name."Yeah?"
"Let's go shopping!"
Sydney nearly dragged him into all the little art and decor shops.
"For your house," she grinned.
"What's wrong with my house?" he asked with fake indignance, knowing full well that she loved it there. He planned on asking her to move in when the timing was right.
"You have a girlfriend now Michael," she said matter of factly, as though that explained everything.
Sydney found several things they "had" to have, and he happily purchased them all. He loved the smile on her face and no price could compare to that.
Walking from their last store Vaughn had an idea.
"Now that you can wear something OTHER than black, how well stocked is your wardrobe?"
She raised an eyebrow. "What are you suggesting?"
"That we find you some new clothes."
"Ok. On one condition."
"And what would that be?"
"You get some too."
"What's wrong with my clothes?"
"Nothing. But you have far more blue oxfords than any man should have."
"What, you don't like them?" He knew for a fact she did, as she had confessed fighting the urge to jump him the whole day at work on Thursday when he wore one.
"Too many buttons."
"I'm hurt that you don't like my clothing."
"You know I found those shirts incredibly sexy. It's just what's underneath is a lot MORE sexy, and I don't want to have to work so hard to get it!" She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.
"Well when you put it that way..."
Thanks for reading! PLEASE review. Next chapter we'll actually get a PLOT. Scary. I know.