Just a bunch of Peddie one shots I don't own House of Anubis!
You Mean a Lot
[During the holidays between Season 2 and Season 3. Peddie are still together]
"America looks good on you, Yacker," grinned Eddie, patting the sunburnt nose of his girlfriend. Patricia scowled in return, but the frown quickly melted into a smile.
"Why would you take me to Florida? It's literally the tourist venue of the universe. I can't stand these Disney-loving kids, they make me sick," complained Patricia, although she was loving Florida. It was nice to be able to wear shorts and crop tops for once, though she still approached her skimpy attire with a Gothic, punky twist.
The couple were on a burning beach, both in swimwear, sitting upon an old picnic blanket that Eddie's mum had thrown at them on their way out. "You have to admit, it's amazing," Eddie smirked, and Patricia nodded with a grin.
"Fine, you've got me, Slimeball. It's amazing," Patricia admitted. "And the sea looks tempting. I bet there are sharks."
"I bet," Eddie nodded, and before exchanging grins, the duo grabbed each other and tore off into the glittering ocean, laughter bubbling from their lips like silk ribbons, so easy and harmless.
"It's warm!" Patricia noted as she slipped into the sea, breathing out at the feel of the sand swirling in and out of her black-nailed toes, like there was no better feeling.
Eddie slid beside her, and sighed. "I've missed Florida," he said. "Although England has its perks." A little smirk played on his full lips as his hand found its way to Patricia's.
"Oh, yeah? What kind of perks?" she teased, and Eddie pulled her close and captured her in a kiss, his hands letting hers go, finding her back and squeezing her in an embrace whilst his lips were still connected to hers. If it wasn't for the gentle waves moving through their legs and reminding them where they were, they would've forgotten. The kiss tasted of sea salt and chocolate ice cream, and it was pretty nice.
When they broke apart, foreheads still touching, Eddie's eyes drifted to Patricia's.
"You mean a lot to me, Yacker," he uttered, and Patricia grinned. "I'm serious. I like you."
Patricia pulled away from him. "Now how about a water fight?" she challenged, ignoring the seriousness of the topic he was attempting to bring up.
"Patricia-" but before he could continue, Patricia's hands delved into the sea and brought up water, splashing him in the face, covering his entire body.
"You did not just do that," he chortled, wiping his eyes. "You will regret that, Hermione."
"Doubt it," shrugged Patricia with a grin. "Catch me if you can!" And then she was gone, plunging herself into the sea and swimming away. Eddie followed, immersing himself in the water too, catching glimpses of her gliding away from him like a mermaid, gorgeous as ever in her black bikini, surrounded by flora and fauna and...wow. He forgot to swim for a minute, and just watched her disappear before him, hair flowing silkily in the water.
Then, of course, he dove after her, and caught up quickly. He grasped her ankle, and reeled her back towards him. She struggled a little, before he pulled her close and she found herself gazing at him. He was even more magnificent like this, she realised, in the blue waters of Florida. The water-blocked light dappled over his soft skin, his eyes seemed full of depth and wonder. Patricia wrapped her arms around his smooth torso and kissed him gently. They found themselves floating up out of the water, breaking the surface, still wrapped in the embrace of a lifetime. When Eddie opened his eyes first, he didn't even notice how far they were from the beach now, and when Patricia opened her eyes, he knew what he had to say.
"I love you," he whispered, barely even audible. And instead of paddling away, changing the subject, sliding into the depths of the ocean to drown...Patricia remembered how she felt when she spotted him in the ocean. How she felt the first time they kissed. How she felt now.
"I love you too."