It goes without saying that Onyx and anyone else that you don't recognize from Glee belong to me, unless it's Jeremy, and he belongs to KikiJuanita and he can't be used without her permission, like I have to be using him. The rest belong to Glee and their rightful owners. Do enjoy.
Clint let the comment about being Onyx's boyfriend rest in the back of his mind the rest of the night wanting to enjoy the rehearsal dinner, wanting the night to be one to remember for his friend. It wasn't until they called it a night that he let himself think more about it. He hoped that she meant what she said, as he didn't know if he could handle it being a lie, to look as if she had someone wanting to show her ex that she was just fine.
"I meant what I said," she stated, walking into the room when he opened the door letting her go in first. "I've done quite a bit of thinking about it, Clint. I am certain I want this relationship with you. Why keep putting this thing between us off any longer?" She asked him, sitting on the bed to undo the straps on her shoes.
"I've been waiting on you, Onyx," he told her. "I don't want you to rush into this because you saw your high school ex have the happy ever after you thought you were getting with him," he carefully told her, undoing the buttons on his dress shirt, leaving them undone, as he moved a chair to sit across from Onyx. "I want you to want this relationship for no other reason than you simply want a relationship with me," he softly told her, hope in his eyes.
"I am not rushing into this," she assured him, placing her hands on his knees. "Seeing Mason with Jane, it showed me that I shouldn't be scared of what we can have, that I shouldn't be scared of you hurting me in that way," she said. "You have proven yourself numerous times and I pushed you away and I don't want to do that anymore Clint. I need to move on, I want to move on. And I want to move on to something amazing with you, if you'll have me," she said.
"I want you, Onyx," he told her, taking her hands in his. "I won't deny my feelings towards you, but I don't want to start dating only for you to pull away because you weren't ready," he stressed. He had been waiting for her to be ready, the last thing he expected was for her to blurt out they were a couple, before they had the chance to discuss it.
"Do you trust me?" She asked, looking him in the eyes. He nodded, because he did trust her, after the jealousy incident of jumping to conclusions he needed to trust her more and he honestly did. "Then trust me on this, because I know I am ready to move on with my life and I want to move on with you," she stressed.
"Okay," he said, tugging on her hands to pull her into his lap, his lips sealing their relationship. They let themselves get lost in the feelings being shared through one simple kiss, the kiss turning more heated, as they stumbled from the chair Clint sat in to the bed before them.
"Clint," she whispered, lightly shoving at his chest. "As much as I would like nothing more than stripping naked and enjoying each other in a different way, I am not ready to have sex with you," she told him. There were plenty of times that she would jump right into bed with someone, but that wasn't when she was trying to have a serious relationship with someone. She didn't want the sex to ruin what they have or for their relationship to become all about sex. She wanted to enjoy Clint for who he is and not the ways he could pleasure her.
"I respect that," he told her, his head falling back to the pillow behind him, as he pulled his girlfriend closer. "I can wait," he said, placing a kiss to the top of her head. He didn't want to rush into anything not when it could ruin everything he has been working towards for the past nearly three months now.
"Are you mad?" She asked, having gotten up to get dressed for bed, along with brushing her teeth, leaving her hair up for the night. She easily snuggled back up to him, as he too had gotten ready for bed like she had done.
"About what?" He asked, instead of out right answering her question.
"Can we not do that?" She asked, moving to look up at him. "Are you mad that I stopped this from going any further? Are you mad that I didn't talk to you about taking that step into a real relationship? Pure and simple are you mad?" She asked him.
"How can I be mad when I have you?" He inquired. "Do I wish you would have talked to me about wanting to be a real couple? Yes, but you didn't and we talked about it and things are good, I am not mad about it," he clarified for her. "To be mad that you don't want to have sex yet, that is rather a stupid thing to be pissed over. I have nothing to be mad about so stop stressing over it," he told her.
"It's just that you've been quiet so I figured you were mad," she told him with a small shrug.
"That's not why I have been quiet, Onyx," he told her. "I've just been thinking about how we are going to go about telling your family, is all," he confessed.
"We let our actions do the talking. We don't have to make a big spectacle of us, not when it's about my moms. When they all ask, we tell them the truth," she stated. She didn't want to make a big deal about dating Clint, not when they were gathering to celebrate her moms. She couldn't make their day about her.
"Okay," he whispered, pressing his lips against her forehead. "I will follow your lead. It is your family after all," he stated. He was fine with how she proposed to announce them being a real couple, as she wasn't trying to hide they were together in that way from her family, she was happy to call Clint hers and vice versa.
The wedding was a beautiful ceremony, promises spoken, brought a tear to Onyx's eyes as she sat a few rows back on the groom side, having been told before the wedding to sit wherever she wanted to, she, however, felt more comfortable sitting on the groom side as she knew him a bit better than she did the bride.
"Mind if we talk?" Mason asked timidly, coming to stand next to Onyx, as she waited for her boyfriend who happened to be talking with his friends, deciding on when they wanted to give their speech to the newlyweds.
"Sure," she nodded, moving further away from everyone, which resulted in them exiting the reception completely and sitting in the sand on the beach. "I wasn't expecting that you would want to to talk after last night," she told him, not wanting things to get any more awkward than they already were.
"I felt guilty and now that I can do this in person, I can't let it slip past me," he told her.
"You should feel guilty," she retorted. "You were supposed to love me, and the last I checked you don't go around cheating on the person you love," she stated. And maybe that was the new norm as Hunter had done it as well.
"I did love you," he stressed. "In that high school sort of way, where we didn't know what real love truly was," he sighed.
"That doesn't make cheating any better," she huffed out.
"No, it doesn't," he agreed. "And I am sorry. I should have been honest with Jane from the start and I should have ended things with you. But as much as I am at fault here, you weren't a saint," he pointed out.
"What did I do?" She snapped. "I was loyal, I stuck with you when Madison threw a fit and I had to pick between you and her," she tossed out.
"Yeah but she came around," Mason pointed out. Onyx nodded. "Our relationship was over with months before I hooked up with Jane. And every time we were to actually talk before we both left for college, you came up with excuses not to," he shared.
"Was that when you were going to break up with me?" She inquired. "Because you always said it wasn't important," she reminded him.
"No," he sighed. "I didn't want to break up with you then," he shared. "I was going to do it over spring break, but we know how that turned out," he sighed.
"Your sister," she nodded. "I don't know why she blames me for what happened," she stated. "I know I can be blamed for not communicating with you, but I didn't drive you to hook up with Jane," she said, feeling as if they had been going in circles.
"I take blame for messing up the way I did, I was in the wrong. I shouldn't have done it," Mason told her. "I am sorry for how it went down. That was never my intention, I wanted to remain friends, we were friends first. I didn't want to ruin that," he sighed.
"We can start over," Onyx told him softly. "I am over it, honestly, I've been over it. Thank you for the apology, but being friends again, that sounds really good right now," she smiled. "Other than Seb we had been thick as thieves, when Maddison left us to it," she laughed.
"My sister hadn't been very found of the friendship we had before we started to date," he laughed. "I would like that. Being friends again. That is if your boyfriend is okay with it," he said with a frown.
"As much as I like and respect Clint, he gets very little say in who I can be friends with," she told him. It wasn't that she didn't respect Clint and his opinion, because she did. But she wasn't going to let anyone tell her that being friends with Mason was wrong. She was over him cheating on her, it was so long ago that it didn't hold her back from anything. Though having that closure was nice to have. "Is it going to cause a problem with Jane?" She asked, she didn't want to put Mason in that place. "I understand if you have to pick your wife," she stated.
"She's okay with it," Mason confirmed. "You've been the hot topic last night and this morning," he nodded, handing his phone over.
"Don't let it ruin your marriage, dude," she stated, easily putting her number into his phone. "Even I can see you two have a good thing going," she told him, handing his phone back.
"You've got a good thing with Clint," Mason nodded. "Do you not have your phone on you?" He asked.
"Nope, left it in the hotel room. Didn't need it at a wedding," she told him, he nodded, sending a quick message to her phone, so she'll have his number. "I hope so, but things with Clint are still fairly new," she commented, getting up. "And at this point he's going to start to worry and I don't want him to panic when he can't find me anywhere," she told him.
"I should get back to Jane," he nodded. "We should find some time to hang out," he commented, walking next to her.
"Unless you made a move to Texas, it might be a bit hard to hang out," she told him.
"Yeah, I still live in Chicago," he replied. "We'll figure something out, that I am sure of," he commented.
"Maybe," she nodded. "Hey, what are you doing here?" She asked. "I met your family, and none of them are here."
"Jane and Julie have been best friends since they were like ten. They never lost contact with each other, even if they did grow apart over the years," he shrugged. "I was going to question how you knew the bride and groom, but I got my answer seeing your boyfriend as the best man," he laughed, pulling the door open for the room the reception is at.
"Yeah, best friends since like forever," she laughed.
"Speaking of best friends, how are things with Sebastian?"
"Better than ever," she nodded. "We're roommates now, but I honestly don't think it's going to be much longer," she commented, having a gut feeling that he would be moving in with Mikki sooner rather than later with the way they were head over heels in love with each other. "Not all of us find our soulmate freshmen year of college," she teased him, showing just how much she was over the whole cheating thing, giving a small wave to her boyfriend.
"I will let you get back to your soulmate, while I go track mine down," he smiled, sharing a hug with her.
She didn't get the chance to say anything about Clint being her soulmate. She was going to protest it, because it was by far too soon into their relationship to know if he is her soulmate, not that she would mind as she does feel a pull toward Clint, something she hasn't felt with anyone else she has dated in the past. Maybe just maybe Mason is onto something.
"Everything okay?" Clint asked, wrapping his arms around her, pulling her back flush against his front, bending his head down to whisper in her ear. He was clearly enjoying the perks of officially dating Onyx.
"Uh, yeah," she nodded, resting her hands on his arms. "Talked with Mason and we're going to be friends again or friends the best you can be living states away," she told him looking at him the best she could with the way they stood.
"Do think that is a good idea?" He asked with a frown. He didn't know what to think because all he knew about Mason was that he had cheated on and hurt Onyx and he couldn't imagine being friends with an ex that treated him that way.
"I don't know if it is or not, but we had been friends before I started to date him. Is it wrong of me to want old friends back in my life?" She asked.
"No there is nothing wrong with it," he assured her. "It goes to show how amazing you are for being able to forgive him after everything he put you through. What about Madison?" He asked. "He is the one with the twin sister right?" He frowned, recalling as much detail about Mason as he could.
"Yes," she let him know. "And frankly I don't care what Madison thinks," she shrugged. "I know what I want and what feels right," she told him.
"Yeah, and what feels right?" He asked in a teasing tone.
"Right now?" She asked, moving from his embrace and taking his hand to pull him out to the dance floor. "I want to dance with my boyfriend," she smiled.
"I can do that," he smiled, kissing her as he pulled her in close as a slow song started to play.
The rest of their night had been done so on the dance floor, stopping every now and again to get something to drink. They had waited as long as they could before calling it a night but with Onyx falling asleep in his arms on the floor he knew it was time to get her up to their room so she could sleep in a bed curled up to him and not standing up as they swayed to the music being played.
"Morning," she mumbled into his chest. Clint laughed, rubbing a hand over her back.
"Babe, I hate to inform you, it's going on two in the afternoon," he said, moving the clock by the bed for her to see.
"You could have woken me," she told him, stretching out which resulted in her moving closer to him, practically sprawled out on top of him, her chin resting on his chest as she looked at him.
"Figured you could use the sleep and you looked peaceful," he shrugged. "I didn't mind," he smiled, pulling her up to share a kiss with her.
"That and you woke up shortly before I did," she remarked, breaking the kiss.
"There is that," he chuckled. "So what do you want to do with the time we have left here?" He asked. Tomorrow morning they would be going their separate ways. As she needed to be in Ohio days before her mom's wedding and he needed to be in Texas to do a bit more work on his club before meeting up with her in Ohio the day before the wedding.
"Explore, going surfing," she suggested. "At this point I am not all that picky with what we do as long as we do it together," she told him.
"Someone is being in a clingy mood today," he joked, kissing her forehead.
"Me?" She laughed. "You can't keep to yourself. You're the definition of clingy," she teased.
"I blame you," he smirked.
"I can go out exploring on my own," she warned, making no real attempt to leave from his embrace.
"I doubt that," he laughed. "But if we do anything other than lay around, we should get up and get ready. We do need to be back here by 5 to get ready for dinner," he informed her.
"Is that so? You have a date all planned out?" She asked sitting up. He nodded, following her lead and sitting up. "Then you can finalize that while I go take a shower and get ready for our afternoon adventure," she told him, kissing his cheek, as she slipped from the bed, going to a suitcase to pick out what she wanted to wear along with everything she would be needing for her shower and after her shower.
They walked around, holding hands as they ate shaved ice, the summer sun heating them up in the wrong way, as they played the tourists they truly were. They never made it to the beach as they enjoyed walking around and seeing the island that way, making sure to stay hydrated as they did so, even stopping once to get a small bite to eat.
Their date night gave her the perfect chance to wear the dress she brought along, having loved it too much to leave it behind. She was rather excited for their first official date.
"You're not even going to ask where the date is taking place at?" He inquired, as they walked hand in hand down the sidewalk.
"Should I?" She asked, casting a glance at him. "I assume in a matter of minutes we're going to be there, I don't think I need to pester you about where dinner is going to be, only to find out before you ever tell me," she told him.
"I don't know," he shrugged. "Most women would want to know," he said. All his girlfriend's wanted to know every little surprise he had planned for them.
"The thing is I am not like most women. I happen to love a good surprise," she informed him. The only time she didn't like surprises were when they went south and she was left hurt because people were being stupid.
"I'm starting to see that," Clint smiled, pulling his hand from hers and wrapping his arms around her shoulders, she easily slipped her arm around his waist. "I'll make sure to have good surprises for you, they're the only kind you deserve," he replied, kissing her head. Even he knew that she has had a lot of sour surprises and he wanted to remedy that.
"You're starting to become the best boyfriend I have ever had," she beamed up at him, as they came to a stop to wait their turn to cross the road.
"Now that's a title to keep," he smirked. She rolled her eyes, bumping him lightly. "So you're going to talk to Seb when you get back, right?" He inquired, as it was safe for them to walk across the street.
"Yes," she sighed, nodding her head. She did need to talk to him about things that had went on with Mason, she had been itching to call him the first night she had spotted Mason. He knew the full extent of everything that had went on, the same for her brother and it was hard not calling either one of them up to get their opinion on the matter.
"I only ask because I know how much he means to you and I don't want to see you hurt any longer over this," he replied, pulling her close.
"And that is sweet of you," she smiled, looking up at him. "But I honestly don't think that anything can ruin the friendship I have with him, especially after dealing with his brother," she remarked. If she could endure Jeremy and the crap he put their friendship through, than nothing would ruin or break the bond she has with Seb.
"Jeremy couldn't have been that bad," he commented.
"You don't know him," she retorted. "It took him a while to fully believe that we were only ever going to be friends and that no sort of benefits would ever take place between us," she told him. Benefits she never once thought about diving into, as Seb easily became another brother to her early on in their friendship.
"I firmly believe that guys and girls can be friends," he said, pulling open the door for the restaurant they would be eating at for the night. "You and Seb are testament to that," he said, stepping up to the maître d'. "Reservation under Berry," he gave.
"Right this way," she smiled, having looked at the list of names before her.
"When did you change your last name?" She asked, as that hadn't been the name in the year books. They had put in what they wanted to drink before she ever asked the question.
"After high school, it was when I was taking a year off from school. I realized in that time that my parents didn't want anything to do with me, so the need to change my name was one I wanted to do as the Berry men were more my parents than my real ones had ever been," he explained. It was something he had come to terms with and didn't let it bother him. He was better off without them in his life, that he knew for sure.
"That's gotta be tough and I am sorry," she told him, as their drinks were placed before them.
"You have no reason to be sorry, babe," he said, taking her hand in his. "I am not because I was given a better family. It worked out for the best," he assured her, flipping through the menu, Onyx following suit.
She let it go because she didn't have any other input on the topic, he was the one that had to come to terms with it and he had, and she wanted to enjoy their first date with him and not dwell on his past family drama that had no effect on him whatsoever. She wanted it to be a night to remember and not one that turned out to be horrible.
"What are you doing?" She playfully asked, seeing him come to a stop in front of their hotel room, turning to face her instead of unlocking the door.
"It goes against every rule to have a date, a first date at that and not have a goodnight kiss," he coyly told her.
"Is that so?" She inquired, raising an eyebrow at him. He nodded, stepping closer, running his hands down her arms, lacing their hands together.
"And the best way to achieve said kiss, is to have it here before retiring to our room for the night," he told her.
"How can I argue that logic?" She asked, moving closer to him.
"You can't," he replied, closing the distance, his lips softly caressing hers.
She smiled pulling away from him. It was the perfect kiss to end such an amazing first date. It didn't even matter that they would be heading into the hotel room together, or that they would curl up in bed and more than likely find a movie to watch. A movie she would more than likely fall asleep while watching.