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It had been a week since the house warming party, and subsequently the bedroom antics of Peyton and Lucas, but they had avoided the awkwardness at all costs by not mentioning their impromptu sleeping arrangement. They remained in their comfortable routine, passing each other in the morning before class and spending nights at home together, but there had been a definite shift in both Peyton and Lucas' normal habits, such as dating. Though neither of them would admit it, they each were secretly waiting for the other to make a move, and weren't entertaining the idea of seeing anyone else, in case the other finally did make a move and they were unfortunately unavailable.

Though both tried to ignore their rising feelings, there was no denying the underlying sexual tension that flowed through the house. Understandably, this couldn't have been avoided in a small apartment that housed two very hot people of opposite sex, but the problem was compounded by the small accidents that kept happening like the earlier incident with the bathroom and both Lucas and Peyton walking into each others room without knocking, unaware that the other was getting changed. But like Lucas told Peyton, it was nothing they hadn't seen before.

Still, Peyton hoped to avoid those awkward moments, not just because it was embarrassing, but because she had to forcefully stop herself from throwing herself at him, and ripping what little clothing he did have on, off. Such was the situation that Peyton found herself in when she returned to the apartment after a long day of classes, only to find Lucas lounging gon the couch watching tv – sans shirt. Peyton groaned as she entered the apartment, gaining Lucas' attention.

"Something wrong?" he asked as he took in her weary appearance. Peyton simply shook her head, not trusting her voice, and made her way into the kitchen. She hoped to busy herself by grabbing a drink, but just as she was setting her glass on the counter, Lucas entered the kitchen. Peyton remained silent as she poured out her drink, trying to ignore Lucas' toned torso as he moved around the kitchen shirtless. As Lucas leant past Peyton to put something in the sink that she is currently leaning against, she snapped.

"Isn't there a shirt you could put on?" Peyton yells, throwing her arms up in frustration. Lucas raises his eyebrow in amusement.

"Is there a problem?" he smirks, making Peyton just want to smack it off.

"What if someone was to walk in? What would they think?"

"Seeing as this is my house, I don't care what they think." Lucas commented. "It's something else, isn't it?" Lucas realised as he took in Peyton's flushed appearance. Peyton shook her head and tried to leave the kitchen but was stopped when Lucas trapped her between himself and the sink.

"Does it turn you on, Peyt?" Lucas comments flirtingly, leaning into her. Peyton rolls her eyes, hoping to play off the comment.

"Oh yeah, I just can't control myself around you."

"Well maybe we should do something about that." Lucas suggests, leaning down to gently nibble on her ear. Peyton can't help but let out a sigh at Lucas' ministrations, causing Lucas to chuckle softly.

"Ugh!" Peyton groans as she pushes her way out of Lucas' hold and storms into her bedroom, but not before Lucas noticed the blush that had taken over Peyton's face, leaving him laughing all the way back to the living room.

A bright flash of light momentarily lit up Peyton's room, causing Peyton to wake up and search her room confusedly. Upon hearing the rain steadily hitting the apartment roof and softly tapping at the windows, Peyton figured out what had happened, but that didn't stop the fright that ran through her body as the lightening was followed by a huge clap of thunder, causing her to bolt upright in bed.

Hoping to slow her racing heart, Peyton forced herself to lie back in bed, only to be shocked upright once again when another hit of lightening and clap of thunder rumbled through the apartment. Peyton had never been good with storms. Even though she should have been used to them living in Tree Hill and having to weather them in that big house all by herself, she had never been comfortable with the idea of the skies opening above her and wreaking havoc on the world.

Peyton's thoughts shifted to Lucas, wondering if in the next room he had also been woken by the storm, or if he was sleeping soundly like a baby, which was the more probable answer. Well if she couldn't sleep, he sure as hell wasn't, Peyton thought to herself grumpily, as she made her way out of her room and into her roommates.

Sure enough when she entered, she saw Lucas sleeping comfortably on his stomach, spread out over most of the bed with all of the blankets piled around him. Peyton moved over to the side of the bed that was less taken up by Lucas' body and unceremoniously plopped herself down next t him. The movement had little effect on the sleeping blonde, as he shifted away from the sudden added weight, but didn't wake up.

"Lucas." Peyton whispered, leaning over him. No movement.

"Lucas." She repeated a little louder, this time adding a small shove to his back. Still no movement.

"Lucas." Peyton said again, this time in her normal tone, and pressing her body against his as she leant over him. Jackpot.

"What do you want woman? I'm trying to sleep." Lucas grumbled sleepily as he kept his back facing her.

"Luke, it's storming. There's lightning and thunder and I'm scared." She pouted, trying to pull his body to face her. He didn't budge.

"Peyt, that's what happens in winter. It storms. Now go back to sleep." He mumbled, shrugging her away.

"But Lucas, my room's all dark and it's scary. Can I sleep in here tonight?"

"Only if you promise to go straight to sleep." Lucas agreed, trying to keep the smile hidden from his face at her willingness to sleep with him again.

"Promise." Peyton smiled, as she shifted into a comfortable position on the bed next to Lucas. She was trying to be careful not to roll into him, but he hadn't left her much room, and she kept bumping into his side.

"Lucas." Peyton whined when she couldn't get comfortable. Huffing, Lucas rolled to face her.

"What?"

"I can't get comfortable. You're hogging the bed." She complained. Lucas opened his arms so she could fit perfectly inside of them, her head laying on his bare chest.

"Better?" Lucas mumbled, as he felt himself drifting off. He could just feel Peyton nod against him. Just as the pair were drifting off to sleep, another clap of thunder sounded outside, causing Peyton to jump which also startled Lucas since he was holding her.

"Luke?" Peyton whispered.

"I know, Peyton. Just go back to sleep." He pushed, thinking she was going to complain about the storm.

"No, that's not it. I just wanted to say thank you."

"For what?" Lucas asked confused as he opened his eyes to look down at the blonde curly head beneath him.

"For this. For the other day. For everything." Peyton whispered, as she looked up to meet his startlingly blue eyes.

"Well, you're welcome, but you know I will do anything for you." Lucas told her sincerely. As Peyton looked up at Lucas, finding in his eyes nothing but love and adoration, she suddenly realised this is where she would always want to be. She never wanted to let go of this man in front of her, but now wasn't the right time. They had only just moved in together and a relationship would just complicate things. Wouldn't it?

As Lucas' gaze was locked with Peyton's he couldn't help giving in to the strong feelings he had had since he moved into the apartment with her. He always knew she was what he wanted and this moment right here was just confirming that thought.

Neither of them knew how it happened or who started it, but the two brooding blondes were all of a sudden kissing, lips locked and tongues battling. It wasn't a heated kiss with feverish intention, just a soft, slow and languid meeting of two souls who finally realised this was where they should be.