I'm going out of town for labor day so i thought i'd update today:)))
April 2016
Tris had gotten the call from the realtor about two days after she put down the offer. Tobias helped her move in the day after that. It was a lot easier to be with each other now since she was so close, so in result, they spent much more time together.
Tris was pretty sure she was falling in love with him. All of the signs were there: she couldn't stop thinking about him when he wasn't around, whenever he was around she felt like her heart was going to burst, she wanted to do things with him that she had only done once with one other person in her entire life, and she just really liked being with him. He was everything she had ever wanted, and since they had been dating for almost three months now, she was allowing herself to admit it, at least in the security of her own mind.
"Zeke is staying at Shauna's tonight, if you want to stay?" Tobias asked her. It was a rainy Sunday afternoon and they had just gotten back from the coffee shop near his apartment. They had done this quite a lot lately. She would spend the night with him when Zeke wasn't around or she didn't feel like walking back to her place. They hadn't had sex yet, but they have been together for a while now, and they both were starting to want things they hadn't wanted as much before.
"Yeah, I'll stay." She offered. She was sitting on his kitchen counter, watching him as he rifled through his cabinet.
"What are you looking for?" She asked.
"Advil. My knee kills."
Tris looked up at him, concerned. "But you wore your brace today."
Tobias clenched his jaw as she fished through her bag. She pulled out the bottle of pills moments later and passed it to him. "I know. I don't know what's going on." He met her eyes, taking the medicine out of her hands.
Tobias made a glass of water and drank the Advil down with it. Tris watched his adam's apple bob with each sip, a thrill going through her stomach. He caught her looking at him, like he always did, and grinned. "What?"
"Nothing." She murmured, voice light. Tris bit her lip.
He took a large step towards her and put his hands on the cabinet above her head, trapping her in his embrace.
Tris couldn't take being this close to him without touching. So she snaked her arms around his neck and touched her nose to his. His breaths were already being held in, but when her lips touched his throat, he was a goner. She moved her mouth to his jaw and her teeth grazed his bronzed skin. He was now breathing in short burst, his hands moving down to her waist and squeezing. "Jesus, Tris." He grunted.
Tris grinned and moved to kiss him on the mouth, but the sound of the door being unlocked sprung them apart.
Zeke entered, smiling at the two of them.
"Zeke?" Tobias asked, his voice hiding any trace of what him and Tris had been doing just moments before. "I thought you were at Shauna's."
"I burnt the chicken and she's out of frozen pizza. I think we have some?"
Tobias nodded, sliding his hand to grip the inside of Tris' thigh. "I bought two when I was out yesterday."
Zeke turned to the freezer while Tobias sneaked his finger into the belt loop of Tris' jeans. She breathed in though her nose and bit the inside of her cheek, not wanting Zeke to notice them.
"You didn't get pepperoni? What the hell, Tobias?" He whines.
"Sorry. You know I hate it." Tobias says, slipping the tips of his fingers into the waistline of her jeans. Tris crosses her legs, trying to calm herself down.
Tobias' lips curve into a smug smile while she squirms a little.
"I guess I'll have to go to the store. Shauna hates cheese." Zeke pouts, finally turning towards them. He doesn't notice what's going on. Tobias knew he wouldn't, that's why he's doing it in the first place.
"I guess you should get going." Tris said, exasperated. She didn't mean to sound so breathless, but Zeke caught on nonetheless.
His eyes traveled to Tobias' hand, which was still lodged into the hem of her jeans, rubbing tiny circles on the fair skin of her tailbone. Zeke let out a loud laugh before meeting his roommate's eyes, "Alright. I get it. I'm gone. See you tomorrow, Tobias."
He looked back at them one last time, grinning like an idiot, before shutting the door.
Tris glared at Tobias, pulling his hand out of her jeans and flattening it out on the counter. "I hate you. I really do."
Tobias just smiled; uncrossing her legs and moving so he was standing between them. "I would say I'm sorry, but I'm not." Tris shoved him away flirtatiously while he put his hands up in surrender. "It's not my fault. He interrupted us."
"You are so full of shit." She rolled her eyes and let out a light laugh.
He grinned, touching his lips to her cheek. "I just love having my hands on you."
Tris bit her lip, looking up at him as her gaze traveled from his eyes to his lips. His hands moved up and down her thighs, giving her butterflies. He leaned down to kiss her temple, and she let him.
They stayed like that for a long time, his mouth against her skin and nothing but the sound of each other's breathing to fill the room.
"I'm in love with you." He whispered after a while. His voice was soft and unsure. Tris had never heard him sound like that before.
She pulled back just enough to meet his eyes. They were burning into hers. She readjusted her grip on his shirt and his hands moved to cup her jaw. "You-" She started.
He interrupted her. "You don't have to say it back. I just want you to know."
She touched her lips to the hollow of his throat. He sighed and closed his eyes, her touch making him writhe. "We should go to your room." She murmured, hesitant. She wanted him more than she knew how to say.
He perked up, meeting her eyes. "Yeah?"
She nodded.
He grinned, making a quick move to throw her over his shoulder and rushing to his room. He couldn't run, effects of a faulty knee, so it ended up being an awkward limp. Tris was laughing, squirming helplessly to get out of his grasp. "Tobias, you're knee! Put me down!"
He just laughed.
He set her down on his bed when they got there. The walk from the kitchen to his room with Tris over his shoulder killed his knee, but he wasn't worried about it and he certainly wasn't going to tell Tris.
They didn't waste time. Within seconds, his lips were on hers as he hovered over her body. Tobias wanted her so bad; he couldn't recall a time when he didn't. He remembers the first time they met, when she put her hands all over him at the clinic. He has wanted her since the very beginning. She was beautiful and amazing and he loved her so much it hurt.
"I hate clothes." Tris whispered, frustrated, struggling to slide off his shirt. "Your clothes, in particular."
He chuckled, moving her hands out of the way so he could do it himself. Her shirt was already off, revealing a purple lace bra that made him groan with arousal when he saw it.
They continued to undress each other, fumbling clumsily to hurry everything along. Her hands gripped the back of his neck as she curled her fingers into his hair. He kissed her cheek and the underside of her jaw and down to her chest. She tried to keep quiet, but proved impossible. Every time his lips made contact with her skin she would let out diminutive grunts, making Tobias smile.
Tris' hands roamed over his body. He was a masterpiece. Years of playing soccer at the highest level had made him rock solid, his muscles defined and beautiful.
She didn't bring it up, but there were scars on his back. She could feel them. Each one was like a little mountain that her fingers climbed and soared over.
And in the final moment, when every item of clothing was stripped away, Tobias met her eyes, asking the most important question of all: Are you sure?
Tris took a deep breath in through her nose and nodded while he stared. His smile was contagious and she couldn't help but kiss him on the mouth.
They didn't come out for the rest of the night.
Tris woke up feeling feather light. Tobias wasn't beside her, like she had wanted him to be, but the smell of something cooking in the kitchen made her lips curve into a smile as she slipped one of his button downs and padded out of the room to meet him.
"I thought you could only cook pasta?" She said to him, sitting down at the table.
He turned and faced her, grinning. "I lied."
She smiled. "Well I can't cook worth shit, so I'm glad you can."
He laughed and dipped a spoon into the bowl of batter, taking a bite.
Tris made a repulsed noise. "That's gross, Tobias. Raw pancake batter?
He rolled his eyes and took another bite, smirking at her.
"You're disgusting." She said, wrinkling her nose.
He raised his eyebrows, "Really? You didn't think I was disgusting last night when your mouth was around my-"
Her jaw dropped, "Don't even think about finishing that sentence! Oh my God, Tobias." She buried her face in her hands.
He couldn't fight his crooked grin while he walked over to her, finished pancake on a plate. He placed it down in front of her as he sat in the other seat at the table. "I'm sorry," He faked seriousness. "Here you go."
She glared at him, taking a bite of her breakfast. "I hate you. Have I told you that before?"
He kissed the top of her head, the scent of her vanilla shampoo filling his nose. "I think you've mentioned it."
Tris bit her lip, remembering something from the night before. She pulled away from him. "Are you ever going to tell me about the scars?"
He looked at her, surprised. "How do you know about them?"
Her face softened. When she felt them last night, she thought maybe he had gotten into a fight or had fallen out of a tree when he was a kid. Something minor. A funny story that they would laugh at as he told her.
She realized how wrong she was the moment his eyebrows furrowed and he cupped the back of his neck. "They're all over your back, Tobias I-"
He clenched his jaw and hesitated for a long moment. "My mom didn't die in a car accident. She killed herself when I was ten. But that's not really something you tell a pretty girl on the first date." He let out a bitter laugh.
Tris didn't say anything. She couldn't say anything.
"My dad hit her." He croaked. Tris ached for him. "He hit me."
Words failed her. What was there to say? I'm sorry? "Tobias…"
"He didn't want me to go to school with a black eyes and busted lips and risk being figured out, so he would hit me with his belt in the back. That's where the scars came from." His voiced cracked with raw emotion. She watched as his eyes glazed over with tears.
She reached for his hand. "I didn't mean to bring it up. I'm sorry."
He nodded. "You needed to know."
She wrapped an arm around his neck and touched her forehead to his. "I don't know why I didn't tell you yesterday, but I love you." She whispered. It wasn't a secret, but it felt like one. She wanted to scream it from the rooftops and whisper it in his ear all at the same time. He was hers and she was his. Nothing else mattered.
A few hours later, while Tris was dozing off on Tobias' couch, he sat down in the chair beside her. She stirred a little, and then opened her eyes.
Tobias felt uneasy. He was nervous, to say the least, but he didn't know why. He knew Tris would be thrilled. "I need to tell you something."
She narrowed her eyes. "Is it bad?"
"No, unless you don't like the idea." He joked.
She felt butterflies in her stomach. "What is it?"
"Yesterday I cleaned out one of my drawers- the bottom one beside the mirror." He swallowed.
Tris was grinning, knowing where the conversation was going. She remembers having it with Christina before she moved in with Will.
"I know it sucks whenever you spend the night and you have to wear the same clothes from the day before. Maybe you could put some of your stuff in here?"
Tris nodded, smiling. "Yeah, I would really like that."
Tobias kissed her forehead. "Okay I uh… I also got you some shampoo and conditioner… and a toothbrush."
She glanced up at him. "Are you serious?"
He nodded. "I like having you here."
Tris was giddy with a feeling she had never felt before. "I like being here. This means a lot to me, Tobias. Thank you."
Tobias grinned. Tris touched her mouth to his, feeling light as a feather.
honestly i need a tobias eaton in my life can you imagine
i'm taking APUSH this year and i've only been in the class for three days and i already want to die help
review!
-riley
