Chapter 23: Questionably Clean Comfort from Quickie
Meanwhile, back down stairs, they had almost come to an agreement.
"Okay. Wanda can stay. Lance can come in too and stay, but you guys can't touch anything of mine. And you have to sleep on the floor."
Wanda and Lance rolled their eyes.
"Fine," they sighed.
Pietro grinned.
"Now, off to be-… Hey. Where'd Alara go?"
They looked around frantically, but couldn't find a trace of her anywhere. They all stomped back into the living room.
"New plan," Wanda muttered. "We all sleep in our own rooms."
They nodded.
"She could have told us that she was leaving," Lance muttered.
They all stomped upstairs and went into their own bedrooms. Pietro walked into his bedroom, leaving the lights off as he was too tired to mess with them, and closed the door. He locked it and took off his shirt and jeans, throwing them to the floor, and crawled into his bed in only boxers. As he flopped around in his bed, trying to get comfortable, he found a dip in his mattress.
"What the-?" he murmured.
He moved closer to the dip and used his leg to find what was at the bottom of it. As his leg brushed someone else's leg, the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. He reached forward with his hand and felt someone's thigh. He moved his hand up, past the hip, up the shoulders and up to a face. He touched it gently and discovered it was a woman. He ran his fingers through her hair and smiled.
"Alara," he whispered gently.
He realized that she was only wearing a t-shirt and underwear and a thought passed through his mind, mischievously. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close to him. He felt her forehead pressed against his neck and her arms were the only things preventing him from pulling her so that her chest touched his. The thought lingered in his mind, but the more he thought about it, the less inclined he was to actually do it. He smirked.
She's mine for the taking and yet for some reason, I can't do it, he thought to himself. She sighed in her sleep and snuggled up against his chest. He smiled and the thought disappeared.
This is kinda nice though, Pietro thought as he drifted off to sleep. Alara yawned a few moments after he had fallen asleep and opened her eyes. She looked up at a peacefully sleeping Pietro and smiled. She then snuggled closer to his warmth and slept until later that morning, about an hour or two before school started.