Note: I realized I need a fact checker for my stories or something. Nick became Nathan and I said in the beginning Maureen didn't have the same lunch as the guys. Sad I know. Please forgive my stupidness! If sex talks make you queasy, I would avoid this chappie. It's very vague though no worries still rated T. Also if you're looking for plot development…yeah not so much. But plenty of Collins/Angel cuteness. Enjoy!
"First date?" Angel asked with her hand on her hip, "Thomas Collins, we've been together for a month now. Phft, first date." She went back to applying a thin layer of pink lipstick.
Collins sat on her next to Sir Ducksworth, the good and noble duck, who had planted himself there hours earlier, "Well yeah." Collins mumbled with a shrug, "We haven't had a proper date. You know just me and you. Something not involving Mark and Roger. Or Joanne, Mimi, and Maureen for that matter." Ever since the party and then the funeral the group seemed to be inseparable. A trip to the mall, an ice cream party at the café, or just playing board games. They were always together.
"Alright then." She stopped putting on her make up for a moment and watching Collins, "This is going to be our first date. Does that mean I have to be nervous?"
Collins chuckled and winked at her, "I think we can skip that part." Sir Ducksworth stuck his beak under his wing indicating that Angel and Collins were putting him to sleep.
"Hey Angel?"
"Yes, baby." She replied dabbing on some blush to her cheeks.
"Where did this duck come from? And do not tell me he's an adopted brother." Collins said with a smirk.
Angel snorted, "Hardly. Leo found him wandering down by the pond. It's a few houses down. He was walking funny so Leo told my Dad, he went out there with his gardening gloves and brought Sir Ducksworth to a vet. Afterward, he was convinced he spent too much time with humans to let him live in wild. So he's not really a pet…" She finished her make up and walked over to the bed taking Collins' hand, "I guess he's a house guest." The duck pushed his head further under his wing.
Collins chuckled lightly, "Who's Leo? Another sibling I've never met?"
Angel smirked, "Oh you know him. You know him well. Ninja number one."
"Ohh…" Collins stroked his goat tee with one hand and Angel's palm with the other, "I was wondering if they had names." Angel smacked his shoulder lightly.
"Of course they have names! Luke and…" She paused for a moment looking lost and then giggled, "Kiefer. Just kidding with you. Leo and Kiefer are twins who were given up for adoption by their teenage mother. They were both preemies and literally the cutest things in the world when they were babies. Now they enjoy killing my boyfriend whenever he comes over."
Collins laughed hard and stood up slowly trying not to disturb the sleeping duck, "I never really put up much of a fight….and I gotta say…sometimes you worry me Ms. Schuanrd." Angel giggled pulling him into a tight hug.
"I like to keep you on your toes." She whispered to him before standing on her tip toes and kissing him quickly. Angel giggled heading out of the room, "So where are we headed on our first date?" She asked as they went down the stairs covered in drying laundry.
Dawson passed them with a look of horror on his face, "First date! You guys just went over the one month point. All of the good stuff is fair game-" Nick's confused face from the door made Angel's brother shut up.
"What's the good stuff?" He asked Dawson innocently. A knock on the door came to save Dawson from answering that question. Nick opened the door to show a tall Chinese American man. The boy jumped into his arms.
"Daddy!" He called out. Collins froze at the bottom of the steps, he had yet to meet Angel's father, Peter. Dawson ran up the stairs, taking his opportunity, while waving to his father. Angel ran into the man's arms as well.
"Ah. Nick. Angel." With each name Peter kissed each child's head. He let go of them and smiled as he got a good look at Angel in her deep green skirt and cream top, "Angel, you look really nice. What's the occasion?" Angel smiled deeply.
"Collins and I are going on our first date." She said proudly.
"First date?" Peter asked raising his eyebrow, "You two have been tip toeing threw the tulips for a while…shouldn't you be getting…beyond first date stuff. Like…the good stuff?"
"Thank you!" Dawson's called from his room. Angel blushed deeply while Collins really really wished he could melt into the floor.
"Dad…not now please?" Collins cleared his throat and offered his hand to Angel's father.
"I'm Tom Collins-" Before he could say any more Angel's father hugged him, "Oh." Collins mumbled patted the man on the back not sure what to do.
Angel's father let go of Collins after hugging him for a good two minutes. A huge smile was still on his face, "It's nice to finally meet the young man I've heard so much about. We really love the fact your in our Angel's life. We've never seen her happier." Collins smiled a bit although he looked at the ground slight embarrassed by the compliment.
"Umm…Dad?" Angel started knowing that Collins was a bit uncomfortable., "First date, remember?"
Peter nodded, "Off you go then. You two need a ride?"
Collins shook his head, "I borrowed my dad's car."
Peter smiled, "Have fun then. Don't go parking…or do…just be careful."
"Dad?" Angel whined going up and down on the balls of her feet.
"Peter!" Angel's father winced at the recognition of his wife's voice, "Peter, you leave them alone! Come taste my meatloaf!"
Collins had to bite his lip to keep from laughing as the man paled and headed to the kitchen looking wary. Angel shook her head and took hold of Collins' hand pulling him out of the house.
"Sorry bout that." Angel said walking down to the car.
"Don't apologize. I love your family…they're oddly dirty minded but I love them anyway." Collins replied holding the car door open for Angel.
She slipped inside the green wagon laughing, "Ain't that the truth? So where are we going?" She asked situating herself and putting on a radio station with dance music.
Collins pulled out onto the street and grinned, "You'll see."
Angel giggled looking over to him, "How do I know that you aren't kidnapping me? Taking me to some unknown…" She moved her hands around trying to think of the right word, "scary place."
Collins chuckled, "You'll just have to take your chances with me." Angel sighed dramatically putting the back of her hand on her forehead.
"How did I get here? How did I get here?" She closed her eyes and then smiled, "Ah yes, the gloves."
"Just the gloves?" Collins asked turning a corner.
Angel shook her head, "Not just the gloves…but they made me officially love you. Not the fact that you spent money…but the fact that you noticed I liked them."
"Angel, baby, you were squeezing them for dear life. Unless you wanted them dead-" Angel slapped him lightly laughing. Collins put his arm to protect himself, "Ah do not beat the driver!" He pulled into a parking lot just then.
"You're not driving anymore!" Angel argued leaning over and flicking his shoulder, "So where are we that was a real quick drive….baby?"
Collins unhooked his seat belt, "Yeah, Angel." He stuck his hand in the back seat of the car and pulled out a cooler.
"We're at the playground." Angel said a matter of factly staring at the sight of children running around in front of her. Then a huge smile spread across her face.
Collins nodded and kissed her cheek, "Picnic first? Or swings right away." Angel eyed the swings and bit her bottom lip as if it was a choice that would result in life or death.
"The swings…the food can wait, right?" Angel asked her eyes lit up.
"Of course." Collins said taking her hand and kissing it gently before climbing out. He didn't even get to close the door before Angel ran over and took his hand back.
"C'mon!" She squeaked pulling him towards the swing almost breaking out into a skip. Collins laughed following her. Angel sat down on a swing waving to young girl who was swinging on her own.
The girl smiled a bit although she blushed deeply.
"Collins, push me!" Angel asked with a deep smile, "Pleeeease!" Collins stood behind her and pushed Angel up into the sky.
Angel giggled as she swung on her own mostly, but allowed Collins push her. The girl watched Angel and her smiled deepened.
"You want some help?" Collins asked the girl as Angel seemed to be fine on her own. The girl blushed some more and nodded. Collins positioned himself between the two of them one hand pushing one girl.
Angel offered the girl a high five as they were in the air. She slapped Angel's hand.
"Oh, baby, this was such a good idea!" Angel called out leaning her stilettos out into the air. Collins smiled and stood back watching his Angel take flight.
"I'm happy you think so…I was worried you would think I was being too goofy." Collins said putting his hands in his pockets.
Angel shook her head, "Never…and anyway I like you goofy." She looked back at him and winked at him. Collins smiled, but jumped a bit to see the girl suddenly off the swing and in front of him.
"Thank you." She said with a toothless grin. Collins mussed her hair and said, "You're welcome." The girl ran to a woman who held her hand out for her.
"Oh look at that." Angel mumbled still swinging, "An empty swing. May I have this dance, Mr. Collins?" She fluttered her eyelashes at him. Collins took a seat on the swing and pushed himself off the ground.
"It would be my pleasure Ms. Schunard." Collins replied trying to match her height.
Angel giggled holding out her hand which was soon taken by Collins. They swung together. Sometimes Angel would pump her legs harder and end up higher than Collins but she would never let go of his hand. She refused to. Collins just watched her as they flew threw the air. She was beautiful. Every time he saw her it was a shock of beauty. Not just her appearance, but her smile. Her manner. Her way of being.
Angel finally said, "Ok honey…I think my legs have had enough." They slowed down to a stop their hands still clasped together. Collins rested his head on one of the chains and smiled.
"Love you." He mumbled. Angel bit her lip and left her swing to stand in front of Collins.
"Thank you…for doing this. Could you be any sweeter?" Angel asked lowering herself to sit on Collins' lap. His hands left hers and fastened themselves onto her hips. Angel tilted her head to the side and pressed her lips gently to his. Their eyes slowly closed. Collins leaned into the kiss desperate to deepen it. Angel's hand reached up to the back of his head pushing it towards her own.
When they parted both were panting lightly. Collins grinned, "So…picnic?"
Angel smirked, "I'm kinda enjoying this myself." She planted a slow kiss on his neck, "But if you'd rather eat then…I would understand."
"I'm not very hungry." Collins admitted, kissing her again. Angel giggled through the kiss slipping her tongue into her boyfriend's mouth who welcomed it. They held each other their hands getting more adventurous. Angel's on Collins' chest. Collins dipping down to her thighs.
Coming up for air again Angel whispered in his ear, "When do we get to the good stuff?"
Collins pulled back a bit, "Must be a family trait."
Angel frowned letting her whole body sag, "Oh Collins…I'm not a slut or something… I just…I'm sorry…just forget it." Collins shook his head hard.
"Angel…I didn't mean that. I just don't think we should go for that now. I want it to mean something. When we're together for the first time. I don't want it to be just because we're on a roll, you know. I want it to be special."
She looked around biting her lip, "This is kinda special…" Collins chuckled a bit.
"It is…but…" He struggled to find the words.
Then Angel closed her eyes and shook her head, "No you. You can say no. That's fine. I don't wanna push or anything. It's ok." She looked away gulping.
Collins pulled her face over to meet his, "Angel it's not that I don't want to…but…I want it to be perfect. More than just sex."
Angel watched him carefully reading under the lines as she always could, "Is that how it was…with…with him?"
Collins' eyes dropped, "Yeah. Usually. Especially when I lost it…it was about scratching a need. Not about loving him. And I don't want that with you. Because I love you."
Angel smiled gently and kissed his cheek, "I love you too. And…I understand. Now you better plan big. I'll be expecting much from you." She warned pointing at him.
Collins chuckled kissing her on the cheek in return, "You had low hopes before? Should I be offended?"
Angel shrugged with a smile, "I don't know much about it really. Just what I read in those romance novels of my mom's. And of course it usually doesn't involve gay men….don't tell her I read them though." She frowned at the thought of being found out.
"Angel, your father just told you to go parking, you really think your mom's gonna mind you reading romance novels?" Collins asked her.
Angel sighed with a smile, "Good point." Collins pulled her close again, "So eventually…right?"
Collins nodded kissing her neck, "Definitely." Angel closed her eyes and put her hands back on his chest.
"Mmm….something to look forward to." Angel murmured.
As Collins' kisses got fewer he whispered, "Can I ask you something?"
"Anything." Angel said looking him in the eyes now.
Collins looked down at her hands and said, "This might sound kind of weird. But remember the night I came to sleep over your house?"
Angel nodded, "The night you came out to your parents." Her facial features immediately switching from love to concern, "What about it?"
"When we went to sleep…I had a dream. At least I think it was a dream. But it was simple." Collins said Angel watching him. Her eyes as open and accepting as ever. "It was normal. I was in Dawson's bed…but then…you came over and joined me. Nothing happened or anything. We just lay there together. That was a dream, right?"
Angel looked at him in awe for a moment, "I think it was…" Collins nodded trying to hide a bit of his disappointment. "But…" Angel continued, "That's kinda weird. I had a similar dream. Except…you joined me."
"What…" Collins started confused, "Are you sure?"
Angel smiled gently, "I wondered if it was a dream myself. But I didn't really want to bother you with it that morning." A silence gathered around them for minutes as they stewed in their thoughts.
"So what does this mean?" Collins said to her quietly.
Angel smiled her sweet gentle smile, "I guess….someone or something wanted us to head in a certain direction. Or maybe it was a hint of the future." She leaned into kiss him gently.
Collins nodded to her cupping her face, "Our glorious future.."
Angel leaned into his hand, "Can we do that one day? Just lay together. Your arm around mine…or mine around yours?"
Collins tightened his hold around Angel's waist, "Baby, I'm counting on it."
Post: So the plot didn't really go anywheres but hey, I needed to give Angel and Collins some alone time. Having finished the next chapter , I realized that this one could really be cut without a loss…except a loss of cuteness of course. Next Chapter: Prom discussion and back at home with the Collins family.