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Max
Fang groaned halfheartedly, too tired to really make much noise, but all the same I woke up and sighed at the silhouette on the floor. "Fang, come on, you can rest up on the bed now." I told hm as he turned to me, sitting up and rubbing his neck.
"Finally" He growled, crawling up and over me like a gentlemen (note sarcasm) and just collapsing once he was on his side. "I can't believe you kicked me off the bed and wouldn't let me get back on." Fang grumbled, looking at me with those intense midnight blue eyes- okay, so they were more brown in the dark, but if the hit the bit of sunlight just right... I'm going on about Fang's eyes, I need a hobby.
"You groped me, I had every right, and you could've slept out on the couch." I added.
"I had every right to grope you, you're my girlfriend." Fang said simply, avoiding the second part.
"Just cause I'm your girlfriend doesn't mean you can-" Fangles cut me off with an oh-so clever remark.
"You liked it, Maxie. Didn't you moan?" Fang smirked and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me against him.
"No I did not, it was a groan of frustration!" I insisted.
"Max, I know you're lying. It's okay to admit you liked it, I'm just gonna be mad at you for not letting me sleep in this awesome bed last night." God, sometimes his arrogance had me wanting to smack him.
"I didn't... eh... whatever." I mumbled, which earned a passionate kiss from Fang. "Better not do it again though." I mumbled under my breath.
"Oh come on Maxie, let a guy have a little fun." Fang smiled, but not in that sincere way, in that I'm-technically-not-smirking-but-I-really-am way. It's confusing isn't it? His hands started at my shoulders and slowly slid down, but before he could get to far, Ari happened to walk in.
"Fang, unless you want me to break your fingers and rip your hands off, I suggest you remove them from my sister." He said calmly, and smirked as Fang slowly held his hands up in surrender.
"She'll give in eventually anyways, no one has ever resisted my charm for long than a day." Fang kissed my neck and Ari growled as he stood up and walked over to the connecting bathroom.
"What's the matter, puppy? Can't take the love filling the room?" Fang smirked before slamming the bathroom door shut. A second later I heard the water running and stood up myself.
"He'll be in there awhile, I made him sleep on the floor." I added at Ari's look.
"No hot shower is going to help him, no matter what length of time it is, does he realize that?" I shrugged and pushed Ari out of my room. "You are not seriously gonna change with him right there, one closed door away, are you?" Ari snapped quietly, as if he would jinx it if he said it too loud.
"Oh calm down, he'll have no reason to come back out for a good hour." I muttered, shutting the door. Five minutes later, shirt off, I wished I had listened to Ari.
He walked out of the bathroom, mumbling something about clothes and then saw me and smirked. I froze
"Victoria's secret I'm guessing? And lacey? Who would've thought the great Maximum Ride would wear something so... girlish?" Fang chuckled and walked over to his backpack, not sparing me another glance until he grabbed an extra set of clothes. Not even looking at me he said, "You know, freezing up doesn't mean I can't see you, babe." A dose of adrenaline ran through me and immediately crossed my arms over my chest, and Fang chuckled again.
"Why are you so casual about this?" I snapped.
"Max, I've seen shirtless girls before, it's not a big deal. And you choose now to try and unsuccessfully cover yourself up? After a whole two minutes?" Fang raised an eyebrow and I glared at him.
"Oh shut up will you?" I growled. Where had I dropped that stupid shirt, and where was my clean one?
"Looking for these sweetheart?" Fang held up the only two shirts I owned, snickering like a school boy.
"Give them back, right now!" I snarled through clenched teeth.
"Want them? Let's trade." Oh God. Trade? This could not be good.
"And what do you want?" I asked, giving him a funny look.
"Max, what does every teenage boy who hasn't had a girlfriend in a year and is still a v-"
"No way! I'm not doing that! Give me my shirt back now!" I shrieked. And just like that, Fang ripped one of my shirts into fourths and then dropped them on me, balling up my tank top and holding it with a smug look on his face.
"What was the answer to my little... bargain, again?" Fang asked sweetly, making himself look innocent. Why is he so cute when he's innocent? With nothing else to do I tackled him and tried to pry his fingers open so I could get my shirt, and guess what he did? Stuffed it in. his. Pants! Ew!
"Want it?" He asked, "Get it then!" I crinkled up my nose and ran to the backpack to get one of his shirts, only there were none there. And Ari and Igs couldn't see me like this.
"Oh my God, Fang please don't make me get that." I muttered, walking over to him. He laid comfortably on his back.
"Go ahead Maxie, I don't mind." Fang shrugged and I scowled before cautiously unbuttoning his jeans.
"Fang, did you do what I think you did?" I mumbled,backing up suddenly.
"Yeah, did I mention the shirt was in my boxers?" Fang's smile grew as he pulled the shirt out. "Here you go, you can have it now!" He said cheerfully. I screamed and backed away from the shirt as he tried to drop it on me.
"You're sick!" I growled.
"Nope, you just look beautiful like this and I want you to stay like this." Fang shrugged and rebuttoned his jeans. Then it hit me and I pounced on the fool, trying desperately to yank his shirt off, guess who walked in just then? Igs of course.
He wolf whistled and I froze, looking up at him, and then of course Ari walked over to see what was up and then quickly walked away. "I'm scarred!" He screamed.
"Shut up Ari! Nothing you haven't seen!" I shouted, and Fang just chuckled and licked his lips like a wild animal would before devouring their pray. "Fang?" I said cautiously, noticing his eyes weren't exactly on mine, but my chest.
"Hm?" His gaze didn't break and I slapped him hard. While Fang lay there, momentarily stunned, I managed to yank his shirt off, put it on, and run out of the room screaming "I win Sucka!"
Fang groaned loudly and I remembered how sore his neck must be and sighed, slumping my shoulders and trudging back into the room. He was now laying on the bed, grumbling something about a gun to kill himself with and glancing at the backpack with a tempted look in his eyes. I tapped his shoulder and Fang looked at me, and whistled.
"You look good in black, sweetheart." He said, sounding genuine for once as I pushed him into a sitting position and crawled behind him.
"Whatcha doing?" Fang asked casually, leaning against me as I leaned against the headboard.
"Helping you." I said in the same tone, rubbing his shoulders just like Brigid had taught me when I explained that Ari didn't always sleep on a bed.
"Can you do that somewhere else?" Fang asked timidly.
"Where?" I raised an eyebrow, that small chuckle he let out giving everything away.
"Oh nowhere special, actually yeah, it is pretty special-"
"I'm gonna cut you off there hot shot." grumbled, feeling Fang slowly relax in front of me as I rubbed his shoulders.
"You know, I think we might just have an actual relationship going. You know, the kind where we call each other cute pet names and kiss at random moments, and say 'I love you'." Fang said with a nod.
"I don't love you though." I said point blankly.
"Ouch, that hurt Sweetie." Fang mocked, turning around and kissing me quickly, then sitting back and waiting for my reaction.
"What? Do you want me to suddenly jump for joy?" I snarled, crossing my arms.
"I want you to say it." Fang said, crossing his arms, mocking me no doubt.
"Say what?" I asked, knowing the answer.
"Max, there are smarter hammers then you, darling." Fang said defiantly.
"Fang, I'm not saying what isn't true." I snapped.
"But I know it's true, Max." When did he become the serious type. Fang cupped my cheek with his hand and made me look at him. "So I'm just another one of your flings right? You'll eventually kick me to the curb, right?" He asked. I could feel my cheeks flaming as I tried to look down, but Fang made me look hm in the eye, and suddenly, a grin crossed over his face. A genuine smile.
"I love you too." He whispered, kissing me sweetly. Whoa, I never said 'I love you'! Oh well. He'll just have to find out the hard way I guess.
And then suddenly I was on my back, and Fang was trailing kisses down my neck. "Fangles, I don't wanna-"
"Shut up and let me do this. If I'm just a fling, then you'll be able to dump me after, okay? And I'll never bother you again." He whispered.
"Fang I... door!" I muttered, it wasn't locked. Good distraction, I could jump out the window and avoid Fang for the rest of the-
He didn't bother with the door. Obviously it didn't matter to Fang that it was ten in the morning, he still hadn't taken a shower and- shower! Perfect excuse.
"You need a shower." I muttered.
"I take one every morning, I'm fine." He mumbled, grabbing the hem of my shirt. Okay, no other way to talk him out of it.
"Uh Fang, I kinda got a confession. I've never actually done anything more than kiss a guy." I mumbled quietly. Maybe this would work! No such luck...
"Well then, we'll have extra fun, wont we?"
"You're not gonna let me talk you out of this are you?" I pouted.
"Tell me right now you don't wanna do this." Fang challenged, sitting up and looking me dead in the eye. I didn't say anything. "Okay then." He muttered, standing up and going to lock the door. I glanced at the window, calculations running through my head.
"Oh screw it." I mumbled, and then Fang was back on top of me. Fun...
This was kinda just a fun filler. Something to laugh at and think about. Hope you liked t. I only write if you review! Arch just went through a tough break up, he doesn't feel like talking. Poor guy was crying last night! But shhh! We can't tell his ex! (or can we?)
Soar on
VR and Arch (I signed off for him, he'll thank me later)