Hey guys! Sorry it took me so long. My internet has been stupid. But good news is, I stayed up late to finish typing this so that you all wouldn't have to wait until tomorrow night. Ain't I nice? Anyway I'm sorry for talking so long. I'm going to try to get one chapter up a week until this is done, but I can't actually promise anything. I'm trying, I promise! My summer is a little bit crazy. You may or many not notice an idea I borrowed from another fanfiction. I can't find the fanfiction again, but here goes credit to the author. I didn't steal your exact words, but if you're reading this and want me to change it, I can. But it was such a good idea that I couldn't get it out of my head. I don't own it, I rent.
Angel opened her eyes to chocolate brown ones, staring gently back at her.
"G'morning, lover."
She snuggled her naked body into his arms. He kissed her forehead.
"Not for much longer. He smiled "It's already 10:30"
"I never sleep this late." She lay her head on his chest.
"You must have had a long night." He winked.
"I did. But it was very... pleasurable." They both smiled broadly.
"How long have you been awake?"
"Only a little while." He fibbed.
The truth was he'd been content to watch her sleep for over an hour now. She kissed him sweetly.
"Eww gross, morning breath." She said. He laughed
"C'mon, time to get up."
She tried to wiggle away from him but he pulled her back down, nuzzling his face into her neck.
"Just a bit longer?" He whined.
"No. The day is half over and I'm not about to spend it in bed, so get your cute ass up and I'll make breakfast."
She squirmed out of his grasp and padded naked to the closet, grabbing light blue sweat pants and a silk robe with flowers on it. Collins was content to watch her dress, and observe a mighty fine view of her. She spun around and smiled at him before prancing out the door. He threw the covers off to follow her.
Collins took her hand in his as they came onto the sidewalk, and she leaned against him, her platformed feet in step with his. He squinted at the bright sunlight, mocking them through the cold winter sky.
"Hung over?" She asked
"Only a little"
The frigid air was slowly dissipating his headache, or maybe that was the aspirin he had with breakfast. They were silent for a while until she asked "Where are we going?"
"The loft? There'll be a hangover party."
"Why the hell-"
"There's always a hangover party. It's tradition."
Sure enough, when they climbed the stairs to the loft, everyone was already there. Mimi was chatting pleasantly with Maureen, who had a somewhat-in-pain Joanne laying in her lap, Roger sat on the floor keeping to himself and pretending his head didn't hurt, and Mark sporadically filmed, wishing it was his pounding head in Maureen's lap instead of Joanne's.
"Mornin' Bitches!"
Collins led Angel inside by her waist and they heard three pained groans, and dodged a flying pillow. Angel laughed and exchanged a meaningful look with Mimi which Maureen didn't seem to notice. The couple collapsed on what space was left on the couch. Collins lit a joint and a box of cap'n crunch made its way over to them. Angel took a small handful. The room was silent for a minute, until Mimi began laughing hysterically.
"Ay dios mio, chica."
Angel blushed, tucking her head under her lover's. Joanne smiled knowingly, Maureen's hand playing gently in her hair. Roger chuckled, leaning his head against the wall and Mark filmed with a smile on his face.
"What?" Maureen looked from face to face. Joanne shook her head and laughed.
"Ow." She groaned through her laughter
"Pookie what happened?" But Joanne was busy with a pounding head and unstoppable laughter.
Maureen looked to Mark. "Markie, what's going on?"
But Mark just shook his head, Smiling. Roger chuckled, taking a drag when Collins offered him the comforts of Herbal supplements. Angel took her lover's hand, giggling and blushing. Mimi looked at the couple, winked and turned to Maureen.
"What happened?" The diva demanded.
"Maureen." said Mark
"Angel and Collins-" started Mimi
"Fucked" Roger said, and Mimi slapped him.
"Made love." Joanne offered
"Had sex." grinned Mark
"Pounded the mattress." offered Mimi
"Did the dirty, I get it!" Exclaimed Maureen.
They all laughed, and Mark got up to find more cereal.
"Was it good?" Asked Maureen. Joanne nudged her forcefully.
"Baby!"
"What?"
"Well... was it?" asked Mimi.
Angel felt like hiding in Collin's arms. They both blushed, mortified.
"Si, chica, muchas." Angel muttered.
They all laughed and Mimi hugged the couple. The bohemians spent the rest of the morning teasing each other about their sex lives and drunkenness the previous night, and generally having a great post-Christmas time.
As dinnertime rolled around, Angel and Collins left the loft. Joanne, Maureen, and Mark had already left and Mimi and Roger needed some alone time. The pair rode the subway downtown. Dinner consisted of hotdogs and roasted nuts in central park. Halfway through the nuts, Angel collected a clump of snow, and lobbed it at her love. This resulted in a full-fledged snowball fight that left them both soaked and half-frozen. Collins took her hand and kissed her sweetly, holding her close and sharing warmth. When they broke apart, Angel took his hand ad he spun her around, pulled her back into him. They kissed again and Angel tugged at his hand. They ran back through the streets, half-dancing with smiles on their faces the whole time. They twirled together on the sidewalks, him swinging around posts and her drumming on anything and everything, buildings, street signs, parked cars or the curb. Collin's eyes grew concerned when his Angel shivered, almost imperceptibly. As if on cue, he wrapped his arms around her and they jigged happily back to the subway.
When the train doors opened they pranced in, Angel backing into the mostly deserted train with Collins mischievously following her. He promptly pinned her against a pole and they wrapped their arms around each other, kissing as though their lives depended on it.
"Faggots."
An older, gruff looking man spat in their direction. They opened their eyes briefly to each other and Angel smiled against his mouth. He began to grind her against the pole, a hand slipping beneath her skirt as she wrapped a leg around him.
"Damned unnatural!"
The man interrupted their peace again. Collins, in response, latched onto her neck. Angel leg her head roll to the side and moaned audibly. A woman stared intently at her knitting on the other end of the car while a young couple watched, smiling. The man stood and shoved them off of the poll.
"Did you hear me, assfucks?"
Collins gently pulled away from his lover, ready to protect her but she beat him to it, squeezing his hand.
"We heard you." She said calmly. "We all did. But I don't give a shit. I love this man with everything I am. I haven't got much longer to live, and I'm not going to waste the time I have left worrying about what you think. You'll never understand love the way we do."
The young man who had been watching them stood up and pinned the man against the train doors.
"Do you have a problem." He looked the man over disgustedly. "Sir?"
The older man just stood there, shocked, until the doors behind him opened and the younger man pushed him out of the train.
"Thanks, man." said Collins as the doors closed.
"No problem" he replied, sitting back down with his girlfriend.
Our favorite couple cuddled up on a bench, holding each other and kissing gently until their stop. They made their way home, changing into warm, dry and comfortable clothes and passing into sleep, cuddled around each other. Perfectly warm, perfectly happy.
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