When Tristan and Rory got home they found that Lorelai had gone shopping
and even had rented a few movies. After Tristan made dinner, much to the
amazement of Rory and Lorelai, they settled in to watch the movies. Half
way threw the second movie Lorelai yawned loud, getting two sets of 'shish's'
Lorelai stood and threw over her shoulder, " Okay, you two go ahead and
have fun with the movies, I'm all `movied' out. Goodnight, farewell, see
you in Spring, yada yada yada."
She was almost to the stairs when-
" Not a real word."
" Rats! I just about got away with it." She turned to smile affectionately
at the boy who was laying in front of her couch.
" I'll just put it up there with muchly and favoritest." He said with a grin.
" One of these days I'll find a really horrible flaw of yours, then I'll rub
it in your face everyday." She said pouting
." Nah, I'm flawlessly perfect." He retorted
." I'm going to bed your perfectness." She turned to sulk away.
" Not a real word." He called after her, receiving an annoyed moan
could be heard all the way down stairs. Tristan chuckled lightly.
Rory sat up on the couch, her feet grazing Tristan's back, causing
him to shiver slightly. She didn't notice. " Then there were two."
" Okay, now that I'm done tormenting your mother, what movie?"
He looked over his shoulder and up at her.
" I was thinking, maybe we could watch `Some kind Of Wonderful'
I haven't seen it in forever." He looked thoughtful for a moment.
" You mean with Eric Stoltz, and Mary Stuart Masterson?"
" Yeah! You've seen it?" She said going over to the TV.
" Not in along time. I'd love to watch it." He moved to sit on the couch
as Rory hit play on the VCR. She took her own seat on the couch. It
was only thirty minutes into the movie before she felt herself getting sleepy.
Rory tried to stretch out on the sofa, but found that Tristan was in the way.
She opened her mouth to ask him to move, but he was already doing it.
He shifted so he was behind her, and allowed Rory room to lay in front of him.
Lightly wrapping his arm around her he breathed in her ear," Thank you.
For everything that you've done. I love your house, your mom's amazing,
even Luke's cool. I love your town, I don't ever want to leave. I just wanted
to tell you that. Okay, I'll shut up and let you enjoy the movie now."
Rory was slightly shook up as he laid his head on her shoulder at the crook
of her neck. His breath lightly caressed her jaw and cheek. The feeling
eventually lulled her to sleep.
******
Rory rolled over expecting to feel Tristan behind her, but nothing was there.
The television was off now, and the glasses and popcorn bowl was gone.
'He must of cleaned up.'
She was attempting to get back to sleep when she heard something from
her room. The room she thought Tristan was currently in. She swallowed
and stood, making her way to the door. The sound was soft, like crying,
or moaning.
It reminded her of a kitten she'd had once.Opening the door she saw him
twisting and turning in her bed. He was having a nightmare.
Rory padded over to where he slept and lightly crawled in beside him. She
tried not to notice the fact that his choice for sleep-ware was a pair of boxers,
or the fact that his back was so lean and finely toned.
'School, bad coffee, cold water, Dean, Paris, Dean kissing Paris. Eww the
last one just made me want to heave. Okay, just help him feel better,
then leave, simple simple simple. Yeah right.'
She wrapped and arm around his waist and whispered soothing words in
his ear. Soon he had calmed down, but he was still scared. she heard him
almost plead, " Please don't leave me..."
Rory almost cried. Her heart shattered. It was about his parents. God what
he must be going through. Paris had once told her that he didn't get along
well with his parents, but that doesn't mean you stop loving them.
She carefully pulled him closer and wrapped herself around him. Trembling
softly he breathed, " Rory?"
" Shh. It's okay. Go back to sleep. Everything's okay."
He turned his head to face her. Gently he'd leaned forward and pressed
his lips to hers.The kiss was sweet and soft. He ran his tongue along her
bottom lip, asking for permission. She granted and he began to explore
the inside of her mouth, as she did his. He moaned into the kiss and she
reluctantly pulled away.
" I'm sorry, I didn't mean..." He looked adorable apologizing for something
he REALLY should not be apologizing for.
" Tristan, it's okay. Really, that was...wow, a great kiss. Amazing."
"Really?" His eyes widened at the sincere appreciation from Rory.
" Totally." He smiled and dropped his head to hers.
They didn't notice the person standing in the doorway. Lorelai leaned her
head aginst the door frame as she watched them sleep with their foreheads
together. It looked almost as if hey were planning something.
She tightened her robe and closed the door, heading back up the stairs.
If anyone could help that boy right now it was her daughter. She just hoped no
one got hurt in the process.
and even had rented a few movies. After Tristan made dinner, much to the
amazement of Rory and Lorelai, they settled in to watch the movies. Half
way threw the second movie Lorelai yawned loud, getting two sets of 'shish's'
Lorelai stood and threw over her shoulder, " Okay, you two go ahead and
have fun with the movies, I'm all `movied' out. Goodnight, farewell, see
you in Spring, yada yada yada."
She was almost to the stairs when-
" Not a real word."
" Rats! I just about got away with it." She turned to smile affectionately
at the boy who was laying in front of her couch.
" I'll just put it up there with muchly and favoritest." He said with a grin.
" One of these days I'll find a really horrible flaw of yours, then I'll rub
it in your face everyday." She said pouting
." Nah, I'm flawlessly perfect." He retorted
." I'm going to bed your perfectness." She turned to sulk away.
" Not a real word." He called after her, receiving an annoyed moan
could be heard all the way down stairs. Tristan chuckled lightly.
Rory sat up on the couch, her feet grazing Tristan's back, causing
him to shiver slightly. She didn't notice. " Then there were two."
" Okay, now that I'm done tormenting your mother, what movie?"
He looked over his shoulder and up at her.
" I was thinking, maybe we could watch `Some kind Of Wonderful'
I haven't seen it in forever." He looked thoughtful for a moment.
" You mean with Eric Stoltz, and Mary Stuart Masterson?"
" Yeah! You've seen it?" She said going over to the TV.
" Not in along time. I'd love to watch it." He moved to sit on the couch
as Rory hit play on the VCR. She took her own seat on the couch. It
was only thirty minutes into the movie before she felt herself getting sleepy.
Rory tried to stretch out on the sofa, but found that Tristan was in the way.
She opened her mouth to ask him to move, but he was already doing it.
He shifted so he was behind her, and allowed Rory room to lay in front of him.
Lightly wrapping his arm around her he breathed in her ear," Thank you.
For everything that you've done. I love your house, your mom's amazing,
even Luke's cool. I love your town, I don't ever want to leave. I just wanted
to tell you that. Okay, I'll shut up and let you enjoy the movie now."
Rory was slightly shook up as he laid his head on her shoulder at the crook
of her neck. His breath lightly caressed her jaw and cheek. The feeling
eventually lulled her to sleep.
******
Rory rolled over expecting to feel Tristan behind her, but nothing was there.
The television was off now, and the glasses and popcorn bowl was gone.
'He must of cleaned up.'
She was attempting to get back to sleep when she heard something from
her room. The room she thought Tristan was currently in. She swallowed
and stood, making her way to the door. The sound was soft, like crying,
or moaning.
It reminded her of a kitten she'd had once.Opening the door she saw him
twisting and turning in her bed. He was having a nightmare.
Rory padded over to where he slept and lightly crawled in beside him. She
tried not to notice the fact that his choice for sleep-ware was a pair of boxers,
or the fact that his back was so lean and finely toned.
'School, bad coffee, cold water, Dean, Paris, Dean kissing Paris. Eww the
last one just made me want to heave. Okay, just help him feel better,
then leave, simple simple simple. Yeah right.'
She wrapped and arm around his waist and whispered soothing words in
his ear. Soon he had calmed down, but he was still scared. she heard him
almost plead, " Please don't leave me..."
Rory almost cried. Her heart shattered. It was about his parents. God what
he must be going through. Paris had once told her that he didn't get along
well with his parents, but that doesn't mean you stop loving them.
She carefully pulled him closer and wrapped herself around him. Trembling
softly he breathed, " Rory?"
" Shh. It's okay. Go back to sleep. Everything's okay."
He turned his head to face her. Gently he'd leaned forward and pressed
his lips to hers.The kiss was sweet and soft. He ran his tongue along her
bottom lip, asking for permission. She granted and he began to explore
the inside of her mouth, as she did his. He moaned into the kiss and she
reluctantly pulled away.
" I'm sorry, I didn't mean..." He looked adorable apologizing for something
he REALLY should not be apologizing for.
" Tristan, it's okay. Really, that was...wow, a great kiss. Amazing."
"Really?" His eyes widened at the sincere appreciation from Rory.
" Totally." He smiled and dropped his head to hers.
They didn't notice the person standing in the doorway. Lorelai leaned her
head aginst the door frame as she watched them sleep with their foreheads
together. It looked almost as if hey were planning something.
She tightened her robe and closed the door, heading back up the stairs.
If anyone could help that boy right now it was her daughter. She just hoped no
one got hurt in the process.
