I woke up to soft light warming my now amazingly clean face. I sighed happily and tried to shift a bit in the small bed, but found myself restrained. I slowly opened my heavy eyes to see my savior, Fang, lying beside me with one arm hugging me close. I gave a slight giggle as I saw his peaceful face, obviously in heavy sleep, but began to panic as my situation began to surface in my mind. The nightshirt I was wearing had ridden all the way up to my waste while I was asleep, and the covers on the bed barely hung to the side of the bed, not shielding me one bit. My face flamed as I tried to gently lift his arm off of me, careful not to wake him.
Apparently, I wasn't careful enough.
His eyes lazily opened, widening when he saw the very little distance between him and my not-so-chaste-dressed body. Fang jumped up off the bed and turned his back to me, only after I caught a tiny glimpse of the tint of red forming on his cheeks. I sat up and pulled the shirt down, stretching the fabric just a smidge.
"G-good morning." he stammered, peeking to see if I was covered than turning around. I gave him a slight nod and stood there awkwardly. The air became so thick with the unnerving silence, that it was almost tangible.
"So," he finally said. "I realize that you don't have any clothes to wear at the moment, so I was thinking about stopping at a store on our way." I nodded quickly, still uncomfortable with my appearance. He smiled at me and walked over to the door, creaking it open. Making sure nobody else was outside, he gestured me to follow him. I scurried over to him, hesitating a bit to follow him out of the door. We ran to the car and he quickly opened the door for me, shutting me inside. He held up a finger to tell me to wait and went over to the office building next to the rooms, probably to check us out. He quickly walked back out, ducking into the driver's side. "You ready to go?" he asked. I nodded while tucking the loose shirt tight underneath my thighs.
Fang drove his seemingly straight-lined course until we began to enter a small suburban town with a bit of greenery here and there. He pulled the car into a parking lot with a small shopping complex and parked in a space near the end.
"Stay here, I'll grab you some stuff to wear." he said, getting out of the car and striding over to whatever department store. I waited patiently, hunch down whenever somebody got within fifty feet of the car. I sure as hell did not want anyone to see me like this, all bruised and wearing nothing but another guy's shirt. I could easily see the suggestion in that. Fang exited a store twenty minutes later, bags in hand. He ducked back into the car, setting the bags onto my lap.
"You can change when we get back on the road." he told me, already putting the car in reverse. My face heated.
Right here in the fricking car?!
Fang must have seen my expression, because he quickly said:
"I promise I won't look."
I nodded and began sorting through the bags. They mostly consisted of plain colored tees and a few pairs of jeans, and they were only a size or two too big. I gave out a relieved sigh and waited for us to get back on the road again, drifting off into a comforting sleep.
Psh. Look at me. I'm serving a purpose as a time skip and you're sitting there alone.
I woke up to a hand shaking my shoulder, and instinctively shielded my eyes from the sun, which was hanging pretty high right now. I looked at the hand shaking me, then Fang.
"Huh?" I mumbled, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
"You can change now." he said, the faintest blush forming on his cheeks. I groggily crawled over the center console and into the back seat, using one hand to keep the shirt from riding up. I slumped back as I dug out a light blue shirt and loose denim jeans out of a shopping. Checking to see if Fang was looking, I quickly slipped off the black t-shirt and replace it with the new outfit, having a bit of trouble getting the jeans on. I crawled back to the passenger seat, now seeing Fang's light blush had turned into full-on tomato face. He adverted his gaze from me and kept his eyes on the empty road.
(A/N My computer decided to die before I could save, so excuse the crappy writing. I hate retyping things.)
I watched his eyes brighten a little bit when he caught sight of a wide cave in a humongous desert crag. Making a sharp turn, he went off-road and into the cave, darkness enveloping. He must've already sensed my panic, because his warm hand reached for mine and gave it a reassuring squeeze. I scrunched my eyes shut as we drove endlessly in the shadows until the headlights glinted on something shiny right in front of us. I opened one eye and squinted, seeing two large metal doors. Wait a sec ...
What the hell are huge doors doing in a cave?
Sorry for the shortness. But I do have a good reason for it. Cue the techno music!
*sings and dances like Micheal Jackson*
It was a FILL-AH! FILL-LA-LA!
Just in case you're a bit confuzzled, it's a filler. So sorry! Stay insane, my friends.
-Completely Unstable