Because this one is so short and because I'm excited for this fic, the next chapter will be posted later today or tomorrow rather than next Saturday. Then afterwards, updates will continue to be on Saturday. But anyway, the action picks up again next chapter so no worries about the lack of action in this one. Though this chapter does really push the T rating so if you're not comfortable with the suggestive dirtiness (though nothing is explicit), then skip the part after the last linebreak (the last four, small paragraphs).

~CWA


CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN


Danny Fenton

I stretch from my place on a beanie bag in the miniature basement lab as Hiro works on his project. Tadashi and I can't be happier that our little plan worked and Hiro wants to attend the college. He's sure to win the competition. I just know it. I can feel it in my bones. I look briefly to Hiro as he focuses intensely on his work, writing down various things and printing out various others. Unluckily, I've been down here for the past two hours and there is still no sign of Tadashi. There was no sign of him upstairs, at the cafe, the gym, or at the college either so I had hoped to catch him here if I waited long enough, but no such luck.

"Hiro," I call out, "Not that it isn't cool to see you work and all, but it is the weekend so I'm kinda hoping on taking your brother out. Will you be okay here by yourself?"

"Uh-huh," he mutters, not even looking up from his project.

I get up from my spot, popping my back as I do so and head over to Hiro briefly. I ruffle his hair, gaining his attention as I speak.

"Hey genius, do you know where I can find your brother?"

He quirks an eyebrow,

"Why don't you just call him or something?"

I groan, throwing my head back,

"I would but my phone died hours ago…. So since you're such a darling little brother, I was hoping you'd know."

I give him my best pleading expression. He rolls his eyes, muttering something about stupid lovebirds under his breath before digging his phone out of his bag and tossing it to me. I send a cheerful thanks his way, but he just waves me off with a curt just keep my phone for the day I'll be fine. Shrugging my shoulders as he turns back to his project, I head out, wasting no time in calling up Tadashi as I do so.

"Hiro? Is something wrong? Do you need something?"

"What I need," I say easily, and I can tell that the sound of my voice has startled him from the small what the hell he mutters, "Is to know where my darling boyfriend is so I can take him out for a much needed date. What do you say?"

I wait a moment as I'm met with silence. After a moment of what sounds like shuffling, Tadashi's voice finally comes back on.

"...Yeah, sure. A date sounds great. Sorry I was out shopping, but I got a surprise for you~ Where do you want to meet?"

My eyes widen slightly at the mention of a surprise. We're not exactly a couple that thrives on gifts, so it's a bit of a shock to hear Tadashi just went out and got something when he was shopping for me without it even being an anniversary or holiday. When is our anniversary anyway? If I'm remembering correctly, our six-month anniversary should be around the same time of the presentation? Damn. That means I can't exactly whisk him away to do some pretty vulgar and unspeakable things to him after a day of pampering. Not to mention I do have to tell him I'm half ghost sometime. Maybe after our sixth month anniversary? A year seems too long to go dating without him knowing… So sixth months is a good compromise. Or maybe seven.

"A surprise, for lil' ol' me," I swoon dramatically, "Why Tadashi, you're such a gentleman~ What do you say to the movies? Or maybe to the ice cream shop? Or even the waffle place since someone loves their waffles so much~"

I tease him slightly and it's almost like I can hear him get flustered as he stutters a bit.

"Heh…. Waffles sound pretty good," he admits sheepishly, "Meet you there in five."

I'm barely able to get out okay sounds good before he's hung up on me, causing me to pout slightly. Though it's hard to stay upset when I know that I will be seeing him soon. More so, that he has a surprise for me…. I can't wait to see what that little nerd has gotten me~


When I arrive at the waffle shop, Tadashi is already there. He wasn't lying about shopping. There are several bags scattered at the booth and near his feet, but he's still able to give me an excited grin as he waves me over. A large smile stretches across my face as I pick up the pace to go meet up with him. We share a brief, chaste kiss in greeting before I plop down at the spot across from him.

"So the surprise," I rub my hands together eagerly, "Gimme~"

Tadashi laughs at my antics as he reaches down into a bag,

"Well, I've already ordered our food and drinks in case you wondering, but I think food is the farthest thing from your mind…. And I know how much you love ghosts so I got you a few shirts..."

A few shirts? More than one? My expression softens slightly, noticing the face, Tadashi waves his hand,

"Don't worry, Danny. I was out shopping anyway and you're the same size of me so we can always share clothes if it's going to bother you that much."

An image of Tadashi wearing one of my sweaters makes me flush slightly and even he has a faint blush on his cheeks as he hands me a few folded shirts, gesturing me to check them out. A few have cartoon sheet ghosts on them. One says I ain't afraid of no ghost in dripping white font and another says Sorry I already have a booo with a cute bedsheet ghost next to it. Another is long sleeved, very large Ghostbusters shirt with the logo printed on the front.

A large, goofy grin stretches across my face causing Tadashi to chuckle slightly,

"Yeah, I thought you may like them."

"Like them? I love them, thanks babe."

If he has a problem with the nickname, he doesn't say so. He does, however, get a large blush on his face and stutters a bit, pulling at the collar of his shirt in a flustered manner. I just continue to grin at him as if I'm not a tad bit flustered at the slip of the tongue myself. But my gaze goes straight back to the shirts. I know for a fact that the baggy Ghostbusters one will be perfect for pajamas.

"I-uh- I'm glad you like them," he manages to get out, flushing brightly as he nervously coughs into his fist, "I hope I got the right size."

I quirk an eyebrow and gesture absently toward my torso,

"Do I really look like I'm anything bigger than a small?"

Tadashi's red flush grows and deepens as his eyes widen slightly. His hands wave through the air frantically,

"No- no! You look great! I didn't mean it that way!"

I listen to him sputter as he tries to dig himself out a hole. I let him blabber on for a few more minutes, mostly because listening to him blabber and sputter apologies about how he couldn't possibly mean it I a bad way because I look great is greatly amusing. Besides, hearing him say that I look pretty damn good is a huge ego booster that makes me puff my chest a bit. A small smirk makes it way to my lips and after a bit, Tadashi notices the amusement in my expression causing him to deflate.

"You're just messing with me, aren't you," he asks dryly.

"You betcha," I say happily, a big grin stretching across my face before I lean over and give him an exaggerated, slightly slobbery kiss on the cheek.

He blanches and wipes at his cheek with a napkin when I pull away. He glares mildly at me, but there's amusement in his eyes as he wipes at his cheek. I continue to give him my cheeky grin and eventually, he snorts a bit with a small smile on his face, shaking his head in disbelief.

"You're disgusting, you know that?"

"I can be a lot more disgusting than that," I give him a wink with a seductive smile, "but that's stuff for the bedroom and not a waffle house."

He flushes even more, burying his face in his hands as he mutters about me being absolutely inappropriate. I let out a small amused laugh at his response, but my eyes never leave him. I just keep gazing at him with love and caring as my hand gently goes to the one still covering his face. Carefully, I peel away his hands to see him a bit better and I offer him a reassuring smile as I bring his hands down, but don't let go. I hold his hands lovingly with a goofy grin on my face. He returns the smile after a moment, his hands clasping mine back tightly.


Later that night as I walk around my dorm, I'm wearing the baggy shirt. It's comfortable as hell. That combined with a pair of loose sweatpants is absolute definition of comfy. Wasabi is still down in the lab working on his project as I curl up on my bed with a content expression on my face. I've had such a wonderful time with Tadashi today. Aside from our little date at the waffle house, we also had just a fun time prowling the streets of the city to give Hiro some space to work on his project. We talked about various things. Ghosts. Hiro. Dimensional theories. Our relationship.

I close my eyes and wonder if I can get some sleep. I need a break from the portal- because programming it is a bitch to do- and sleep is just what the doctor's ordered. Metaphorical doctor of course. Though my mind drifts to various things- mostly Tadashi. Mostly about things we can, yet haven't yet done, do with each other. To each other. I think about what he said about sharing clothes and hum a bit with a small smirk at the images that come to mind.

A small shiver runs down my spine in a familiar sensation. Damn hormones are getting the best of me. I've slept with a lot of people and done a lot of different things, but with Tadashi… I'm not going to do anything he doesn't want to do.

But at this point, the idea of sleep is right out the window.