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Part Twelve
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Lita groaned and rolled onto her stomach, the thumping in her head increasing at the movement. She made a few noises and pulled the pillow over her head, hoping that the darkness would make her steadily increasing pain disappear.
"Tried that already, doesn't work."
At the sound of the voice, she slowly removed her head from its cocoon and turned around to her right. Her face was filled with an expression of confusion and mild horror as she turned all the way, until she was looking at the lump that was positioned in, what she could only describe as an extremely painful position, on the couch.
"Mornin' petal, sleep okay?"
She pouted and looked at him with wide eyes. "My head hurts,"
He smiled indulgently. "You're adorable." She blushed and his eyes widened. "I said that out loud didn't I?"
She smiled and nodded. "Yup, out loud and everything."
He laughed. "You're as cute hung over as you are drunk."
She glowered at the smirk on his face. "How can you not feel as bad as I feel?"
"I have no idea how you feel but if you wouldn't mind me findin' out, I'll bring my hands right over."
"Not funny," she said, lowering her head back to her pillow.
"What can I say, it's morning and I'm hung over, I've regressed to my caveman mentality. Me man, you beautiful woman. Me want. Hence the pervy comments."
"Well, keep 'em to yourself, monkey man. Your comments and your hands."
"Meowe!" Shawn smirked.
"What can I say, it's morning and I'm hung over, I've regressed to my teenage comebacks. I'm good with words."
Shawn snorted. "So I recall,"
"What?"
"Nothing,"
Lita sprang up, instantly regretting it. "Owe," she said, holding her head. "What do you mean by that? Oh, God, what did I do?"
Shawn smirked. "Nothing, I swear nothing happened. I promise I locked myself in the bathroom when you started to strip."
"When I-Oh my God!" Lita pulled the sheet tighter around her when she realised he was indeed, correct. She was completely naked and her clothes were strewn around on various places on the floor. . . and furniture if she was correct and that was indeed her bra dangling from the mirror on the desk. And given that she was pretty sure that the heartbreak kid had no cross-dressing tendencies and was single, then she was correct. "Oh, no!"
"Like I said, I saw nothing."
Lita frowned. "No, you locked yourself in the bathroom so you wouldn't see,"
"Exactly," Shawn sighed, glad that she had realised he was telling the truth.
"What, am I not pretty enough? Do I disgust you? Does the idea of me naked offend you?"
Shawn's eyes widened and he sat up, waving his hands as if to wave away her accusations. "Oh, God no, that's not it, Lita! I swear I only locked myself in there to stop me from, well, I mean, God, Lita, that's not what I meant! The last thing I wanted was for us to do something that you would regret this morning and for the rest of your life or something. I swear I didn't mean anything else. God, you have no idea what the idea of you naked does to me, and I can't believe I just said that! Lita, I swear...ugh," Realising he was rambling, as he had a tendency to do when hung over, Shawn fell back onto his pillow, his head smacking of the arm of the couch. "Ouch. Just so you know, I am in pain, but I'm okay."
When there was no reply, Shawn frowned and looked over to the bed to see Lita staring at him with a small smile on her face. "You said you didn't want to do something I'd regret. Would you not regret it?"
His eyes widened as he realised what he had let slip. "I-er, well, I mean- what I mean to say was-" There was a knock at the door and Shawn jumped up, grabbing his throbbing head as he did so. "I'll just get the door, shall I?"
Before Lita could even speak he was at the door and turning the handle. "Shawn, wait, I-"
"Hey, Michaels have you seen-"
Before Shawn could even think about why Jeff had stopped mid-sentence, let alone think about answering him, he was on the floor, his only thought that Jeff's fist was a lot harder than it looked. And it was then that he remembered that Lita was currently sitting completely and utterly naked in his bed.
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End of Part Twelve
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Okay, that was a rewrite of the original which was much, much better :( I lost the original a long time ago and tried to immediately rewrite it, this was the result. I'll likely redo this chapter - at some point!
Part Twelve
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Lita groaned and rolled onto her stomach, the thumping in her head increasing at the movement. She made a few noises and pulled the pillow over her head, hoping that the darkness would make her steadily increasing pain disappear.
"Tried that already, doesn't work."
At the sound of the voice, she slowly removed her head from its cocoon and turned around to her right. Her face was filled with an expression of confusion and mild horror as she turned all the way, until she was looking at the lump that was positioned in, what she could only describe as an extremely painful position, on the couch.
"Mornin' petal, sleep okay?"
She pouted and looked at him with wide eyes. "My head hurts,"
He smiled indulgently. "You're adorable." She blushed and his eyes widened. "I said that out loud didn't I?"
She smiled and nodded. "Yup, out loud and everything."
He laughed. "You're as cute hung over as you are drunk."
She glowered at the smirk on his face. "How can you not feel as bad as I feel?"
"I have no idea how you feel but if you wouldn't mind me findin' out, I'll bring my hands right over."
"Not funny," she said, lowering her head back to her pillow.
"What can I say, it's morning and I'm hung over, I've regressed to my caveman mentality. Me man, you beautiful woman. Me want. Hence the pervy comments."
"Well, keep 'em to yourself, monkey man. Your comments and your hands."
"Meowe!" Shawn smirked.
"What can I say, it's morning and I'm hung over, I've regressed to my teenage comebacks. I'm good with words."
Shawn snorted. "So I recall,"
"What?"
"Nothing,"
Lita sprang up, instantly regretting it. "Owe," she said, holding her head. "What do you mean by that? Oh, God, what did I do?"
Shawn smirked. "Nothing, I swear nothing happened. I promise I locked myself in the bathroom when you started to strip."
"When I-Oh my God!" Lita pulled the sheet tighter around her when she realised he was indeed, correct. She was completely naked and her clothes were strewn around on various places on the floor. . . and furniture if she was correct and that was indeed her bra dangling from the mirror on the desk. And given that she was pretty sure that the heartbreak kid had no cross-dressing tendencies and was single, then she was correct. "Oh, no!"
"Like I said, I saw nothing."
Lita frowned. "No, you locked yourself in the bathroom so you wouldn't see,"
"Exactly," Shawn sighed, glad that she had realised he was telling the truth.
"What, am I not pretty enough? Do I disgust you? Does the idea of me naked offend you?"
Shawn's eyes widened and he sat up, waving his hands as if to wave away her accusations. "Oh, God no, that's not it, Lita! I swear I only locked myself in there to stop me from, well, I mean, God, Lita, that's not what I meant! The last thing I wanted was for us to do something that you would regret this morning and for the rest of your life or something. I swear I didn't mean anything else. God, you have no idea what the idea of you naked does to me, and I can't believe I just said that! Lita, I swear...ugh," Realising he was rambling, as he had a tendency to do when hung over, Shawn fell back onto his pillow, his head smacking of the arm of the couch. "Ouch. Just so you know, I am in pain, but I'm okay."
When there was no reply, Shawn frowned and looked over to the bed to see Lita staring at him with a small smile on her face. "You said you didn't want to do something I'd regret. Would you not regret it?"
His eyes widened as he realised what he had let slip. "I-er, well, I mean- what I mean to say was-" There was a knock at the door and Shawn jumped up, grabbing his throbbing head as he did so. "I'll just get the door, shall I?"
Before Lita could even speak he was at the door and turning the handle. "Shawn, wait, I-"
"Hey, Michaels have you seen-"
Before Shawn could even think about why Jeff had stopped mid-sentence, let alone think about answering him, he was on the floor, his only thought that Jeff's fist was a lot harder than it looked. And it was then that he remembered that Lita was currently sitting completely and utterly naked in his bed.
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End of Part Twelve
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Okay, that was a rewrite of the original which was much, much better :( I lost the original a long time ago and tried to immediately rewrite it, this was the result. I'll likely redo this chapter - at some point!