Snippets of Forever:
So Not... A Flash in the Pan.
-x-
Ron, 9:16am
Good morning beautiful :)
Ron, 9:32am
KP?
Ron, 9:43am
Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiim
Kim slowly shook her head back and forth, rubbing the sleep from her weary, green eyes. The bright, mid-morning sun was shining in through the window above her desk as she lay snuggled beneath the blankets in her bed. She couldn't help but smile through the yawn that rumbled from her chest as she ran a reply over the keys of her cellphone.
KP, 9:45am
I'm sorry do you have a problem with me sleeping in on the last weekend of summer?
She watched as the text message vanished from her outbox and zoomed off on its short trip to where Ron was probably lounging around in his own room directly opposite hers. Kim signed happily as she snapped her flip phone shut, rolling over onto her side and wrapping her arms around one of her pillows.
Just as she began to feel the sweet sensation of sleep quickly creeping back up on her, the teenage girl's expression widened in surprise at the sudden sound of her ringtone. Her small phone buzzed erratically in her hand, and as she flipped it back open to check the caller I.D., Kim could only roll her eyes.
"I'll take that as a yes?" she mumbled sleepily as she answered the phone.
"Uh, yeah, hi - you literally just said it yourself! Last. Weekend. Of. Summer," Ron spelled out for her through the receiver, "Now is not the time to be lazing around, KP. We need to be out, enjoying the fresh air and the sunshine before we get locked away for one final, long, dark, depressing year of high school."
Kim stifled another yawn. It was way too early in the morning for this soap opera level of drama.
Without wanting to encourage whatever end of summer breakdown he was clearly going through, Kim remained silent for a moment. She pushed a hand back through her knotted, red hair with a frown. But as she licked her bottom lip to finally speak, Ron's rambling only continued.
"Plus I am starving, Kim, starving!"
"Mm, food, food!"
Kim was powerless as her tired pout upturned into a soft grin. Ron's endearing neediness and the excited squeaks from Rufus made the features of her face brighten with a shimmering happiness. That was the boyfriend she knew and adored.
"Ten-thirty?" she asked, eventually giving in as she double checked the time on her phone.
"Ten-thirty on the dot! I'll cya' at your place," Ron exclaimed, before adding warmly, "Can't wait."
Kim scoffed teasingly under her breath, "I sure can, if it means more time to sleep..."
"Kim - "
" - Kidding!" she promised him with a small laugh, "Totally kidding. I'll cya' in a few."
"Till then, m'lady."
Kim felt her heart thump in time with Ron hanging up the phone. She stared at the small device in her hand for a short second before slumping back onto her side. When her eyes landed on the framed photo of the two of them from junior prom that sat on her bedside table, the pitter-patter of Kim's chest only began to increase in speed.
There was absolutely no doubt - this had been Kim and Ron's most amazing summer ever.
Her bedroom wasn't particularly chilly, but a shiver ran up her spine all the same at the unwelcome sensation of Kim's covers peeling away from her. Her toes sunk into the soft carpet of the floor as she breathed out contentedly and padded over to her closet. The redhead only hesitated for a second before she opened her drawers for a pair of shorts and reached for one of her favourite tops.
When the shirt fell from the clothes hanger and the empty space revealed the touch pad to the secret compartment in the back of her wardrobe, Kim sensed a grateful warmth overtake her body.
The villain drama since the Diablo incident had been minimal, thank goodness - but still, Kim couldn't wait for the chance to give her blue and white armour another test run. Although, for right now, she definitely had a much more important commitment to attend to.
The young woman descended the stairs from her loft with a skip in her step as she slipped into the bathroom to indulge in a quick shower and brush her teeth. Jim and Tim had their eyes glued to the television and were mashing away at the buttons on their video game controllers when Kim walked through the living room to the kitchen a little while later. And just as she suspected, both of her parents were placed in their regular seats at the table as she finally made her arrival.
"Morning," Kim greeted brightly.
"Good morning, Kimmie-Cub," James responded from behind his morning newspaper.
Ann stood from her chair at the sound of the kettle coming to a full boil, stopping to give her daughter a kiss, "Morning, sweetie."
"We weren't expecting to see you for at least another hour," James jabbed lightly.
"You know Ron. Patience was never exactly his forte," Kim replied with a gentle roll of her eyes, "Having my boyfriend live right next door is definitely making regular sleep-ins less and less of an option."
"Oh, honey," Ann cooed, stirring her cup of tea, "I think it's sweet that he wants to spend as much time with you as he can before you both go back to school."
"Well, duh," Kim agreed, a soft blush settling into her cheeks, "But it's not like anything's gonna' change between us once school does start again."
This thought alone made a faint coat of goosebumps pop up over the skin of Kim's arms. Knowing that she was diving into her senior year of high school head first with Ron right by her side made any trivial fears or concerns brewing within her completely melt away.
As she reached for a glass from the cupboard above the sink, Kim stole another quick look at her cellphone. It was only just after ten-fifteen, but now that she was awake and refreshed, Kim's own patience was quickly starting to wane.
KP, 10:17am
Ready when you are :)
"So, what are the big weekend plans?"
Kim didn't even hear the question from her mother. As she took slow, little sips from her glass of water, the teen's wide, green eyes were glued to her phone as she re-read the first message her boyfriend had texted her that morning over and over again.
Good morning beautiful :)
The three simple words sent her heart into a spin. Ron made Kim feel like an angel. And it was a feeling she was quickly finding it hard to imagine ever living without.
"Kimmie?"
As James' curious tone sliced right through the middle of her daydream, Kim jumped just slightly and whipped her neck back around to face her parents.
"Oh! Uh, sorry," she murmured, throwing back the last of her water, "Um, weekend plans - I dunno', my guess would be Bueno Nacho. And then come back here to watch a couple of movies. Or maybe his place. Who knows?"
The two older Possibles shared a subtle glance with one another as they watched their daughter place her glass in the sink. Taking a small second to hesitate, Ann gently cleared her throat.
"You don't sound exactly thrilled about it, honey."
For the first moment, a frown fell into the crease between her eyebrows. But when Kim abruptly realised how she had just sounded, she quickly shook her head.
"Oh, no. I mean, no, spending time with Ron is literally my favourite thing in the world. Like, we could go dumpster diving for our lunch and I would be happy because I was with him," she countered in an instant. Just as she opened her mouth to speak again, Kim's chest skipped a sudden beat as she spotted a familiar tuft of blonde hair passing through the yard beside the kitchen window.
Her smile broadened as she scurried towards the backdoor, still talking back over her shoulder to her parents as she did, "I'm just saying, we've kinda' been doing the Bueno Nacho thing, like, at least three times a week all summer. And, I dunno', it just might be nice to do something different and fun and - "
The very second that she pulled open the door, Kim's sentence trailed off to a sudden halt. She fell to silence at the sight in front of her, frozen for a moment before she gestured towards her boyfriend with a tilt of her head.
" - Is that a picnic basket?"
The proud smirk on Ron's face was far too bright to hide.
"Yep! Ah, well, technically... no, it's a sewing basket. My mom uses it for all her craft stuff," he stumbled with a small laugh, "But I figured it was the perfect substitute to soak in some rays and enjoy some light snackage down by Middleton Lake with my favourite lady."
Ann watched on from the kitchen, smiling at the look of speechlessness on her daughter's face. The older woman felt a soft giggle tickling the back of her throat as Kim's quiet sent a nervous crimson colour sweeping across Ron's cheeks.
"Uh... do you like it?"
Kim wanted to speak. She swallowed a lump in her throat, trying again and again. But her heart was racing so fast that it had left her completely breathless.
When exactly had Ron decided to jump ship from simple, sweet and considerate to a full-blown, total romantic?
Without sparing another moment, Kim darted through the door, leaning up on her toes and capturing Ron's mouth in a quick, appreciative kiss.
"It's perfect," she breathed out against his lips as her feet fell back to the ground.
The motion left Ron feeling giddy, but luckily, the sensation of Kim slipping her hand into his was more than enough to keep him upright. The teenage girl was quick to poke her head back around the corner and into the kitchen, her grin still beaming from ear to ear.
"Bye Mom, bye Dad!"
"Adios, Doctors P.!"
Ann waved happily from her place by the door as she closed it behind them, "Bye, kids! Have fun!"
"Mm," James grumbled as he flicked over to the next page in his paper, "Just not too much f-"
" - James," Ann cut him off sharply, making her way back to the table, "You can play the part of the tough guy all you like, but I know deep down you love seeing someone make your princess so happy."
"Exactly," he instantly agreed, "My princess."
With a roll of her eyes, Ann reached over the table and snatched the last piece of toast off her husband's plate, "Whatever you say, dear."
James immediately went to protest, but after twenty years of marriage, the rocket scientist was more than smart enough to know when to humbly back down and give his wife the upper hand.
Despite all her teasing of him, Ann's touch was comforting all the same as she brushed her fingertips against his arm when he stood from the table and walked by. James paused for a moment, pressing a soft kiss to Ann's temple before continuing out of his family's kitchen and into the living room.
Shooting an ever-suspicious side-eye at the twins where they were still comfortably placed in front of the television, James scratched the back of his neck before subtly peering through the window by the front door.
Kim and Ron had made it passed the house by now, but they weren't completely out of sight just yet. Her father continued to simply observe them from afar. This wasn't unusual for him - James had spent the entire summer watching his daughter and her best-friend-turned-boyfriend frolic all over Middleton together. And while he still wasn't quite used to it just yet, even James had to admit that their affections towards one another were slowly becoming a much easier pill to swallow.
The doctor remained where he was for a moment, thinking over what his wife had spoken to him just mere seconds ago. About seeing someone make his daughter happy. She certainly did look just that.
As James watched when Ron let go of her hand to drape his arm around her shoulders instead, Kim instantly returned the gesture with her own arm snugly around his torso.
There really was no doubt about it. Kim was so happy.
And beneath his stone-cold exterior, James felt himself smile.
The late-summer sun beating down on Kim's face made her ease out a long breath. The air passing through her nose echoed a soft whistling sound that mimicked the wind rustling the lush grass beneath her head. She stretched her arms up where she lay, groaning out a silent yawn as her t-shirt rode up and the cool breeze danced across her exposed tummy.
For a moment, she had lost herself in such a deep daydream that Kim almost jumped when she felt a second tickling sensation brush against the side of her face.
Peeking open one emerald eye, Kim squinted from the sun before her expression softened on Ron where he sat above her.
"You had hair," he spoke, tucking a couple of loose, red strands behind her ear, "On your face."
Her cheeks instantly exploded in a smiley blush.
"Thanks," Kim replied, sitting up and shuffling a little closer towards her boyfriend.
Ron sure had gone all out for a simple lakeside picnic. He and Kim were well and truly stuffed with little sandwiches, quiches, and enough cakes, tarts and sweet treats to stock an entire bakery. Not to mention an entire wheel of cheese that Rufus had managed to chow his way through.
Leaving just enough room for one more drink of his delicious homemade lemonade, Kim reached forward for her and Ron's empty, red cups.
"This has all been super sweet, Ron."
His heart skipped a beat at the happiness in her voice as Ron simply shrugged his shoulders, "Eh, it ain't no thang, KP."
"'Ain't no thang'?" she challenged, "Just how much time did you spend baking and preparing everything?"
"Just a couple of hours," Ron spat defensively, causing his tiny, pink pet to squeak and snarl at his white lie, "...Or, ya' know, days, but - "
"Ron - "
"But, all of that was totally worth it to be able to spend a nice morning together, right?"
Kim subtly rolled her eyes as she finished pouring the two cold drinks with a small smirk, "It is the perfect way to celebrate the end of summer."
"I'll cheers to that!" Ron exclaimed, eagerly holding his cup out to clink together with Kim's.
There was less than a centimetre left between their two drinks when Kim leaned forward to close the gap. But before she could quite could, the redhead faltered slightly when her boyfriend suddenly dropped his hand away.
"But also, um," Ron began, seeming to hesitate for a second. He locked his eyes onto Kim's, staring past the tiny frown in her forehead as he beamed at her, "To almost three months of dating?"
The sentient made Kim's stomach flip. Her jaw dropped open with another blush and she quickly nodded her head in agreement.
"Oh, yeah," she echoed him sweetly, "Especially to that."
Ron popped open one sneaky, brown orb, keeping it closely on Kim while they sipped up the last of their drinks. He could barely believe that it really had been almost three months since that magical night at junior prom. The only thing that was harder to comprehend was why he hadn't been brave enough to take the romantic plunge even sooner than he had.
Though, of course, each of those irrelevant 'what if's' would only mean that Ron and Kim wouldn't be exactly where they were right now.
"Okay - I am now officially on your long, dark and depressing bandwagon," Kim snorted, crossing her arms behind her head as she collapsed back into the grass, "Three months of swimming and sunshine and now we're somehow expected to stroll right back into the halls of Middleton High like this wasn't the most badical summer ever?"
Ron chuckled under his breath at the familiar sound of his own vocab slipping into Kim's speech, "Hey, plus side, though," he sang hopefully, "All the perks that come with being a senior might turn out to be worth it!"
For a short second, Kim chewed down on the inside of her mouth, "As long as too much doesn't change too quickly. I will take one new cheer uniform - "
"And the lunch menu at the seniors table!"
"Mm, more food!"
" - But everything else can stay exactly the same, please and thank you," Kim concluded, smiling at Rufus and bumping her knee into Ron's with a flirtatious giggle, "Talented chef boyfriend included."
Holding her hand up to block the sun from her vision, Kim glanced over at Ron to shoot him a coy grin. But when she wasn't met with the cheesy, bashful expression she was expecting, Kim felt her chest deflate.
"Ron?"
"Mm?"
"What is it?"
There was a beat of silence. And then, a shallow breath from Ron.
"N-Nah, it's nothing, KP, everything's totally - "
"Ron," she warned him sharply, springing forward as she sat back up.
The tone in her voice was not one to be messed with. As much as Ron may have been tempted to mull over his response for even a second longer, the dangerous curl of his girlfriend's bottom lip quickly told him otherwise.
"I dunno'," he whined, running a half-embarrassed hand down his face, "It's just... last year of school, crazy high expectations... new relationships..."
A second sigh escaped him as the tightness in Kim's appearance collapsed into a soft, understanding smile.
"I mean, all our time lately has been spent with our families, and Wade, and Monique, and people who we know are happy for us - how are we supposed to know what the reaction at school will be when - "
" - The reaction seemed to be a pretty positive one when we walked through the doors at prom?"
"I know, I know, I just..." Ron groaned, refusing to feed in to his girlfriend's obvious logic. As his shoulders slumped down with heavy dejection, the tip of his chin was suddenly caught by Kim's hand as she gently tilted his head back up.
"Hey, it's okay, I get it. Did you not just hear my ferociously stubborn spiel about not wanting anything to change?" she asked with a laugh.
Ron offered a weak smile in return, but somehow, the blonde boy was still uncertain, "I just... almost, sorta' wonder how many people have been sitting around all summer, ya' know... waiting for you to come to your senses."
There was a plummeting pause in their conversation - but before his irrational thought could catch a breath and come completely to life, Ron flinched in slight surprise. He jumped when Kim's touch fell from his face and she immediately reached down to squeeze his hand.
"Do not go forgetting what I told you three months ago, Ron Stoppable," she began sternly, "I don't care about anyone's opinion that isn't yours or mine. I meant that then, and I mean it now and forever."
Each word of her tender promise to him was silkier than the last. Ron's stomach rumbled - whether it was butterflies or simply the after effects of how much food he had just eaten, he wasn't sure. But one thing he was sure of was that Ron believed Kim, and he trusted her wholeheartedly. Even if his own subtle doubts still lingered...
"And it is of my opinion," Kim went on, cutting off his train of thought, "That this date has been filled with far too much talking, and not nearly enough lip locking."
Instantly, Ron's mind went blank, his adorably large ears turning bright red. Part of him wasn't really sure if his mind had been properly put at ease just yet - but a much larger part of him could never quite resist the irresistible urge of Kim Possible's kisses. And the all too tempted look on his face immediately gave all that away.
"Uh oh," Rufus spoke with a nervous hiccup, diving for shelter in his human's pocket.
Ron barely even noticed his little buddy's sudden scampering, "Can't argue with that," he just managed to murmur to the gorgeous girl inching her way closer to him.
Ron took his time returning the favour, slowly leaning down towards Kim. He could almost taste the red-hot anticipation on her lips. But just before the totally smitten teen could indulge in his absolute favourite taste, the young couple suddenly recoiled from one another and jumped apart when the kimmunicator broke the silence and beeped out loud.
Ron instantly felt the colour drain from his face, huffing in disappointment, "Aww, man..."
The feeling was definitely mutual - only, Kim was a lot better at hiding it than Ron was. Giggling at him sweetly, and subduing both of their serious yearnings for now with a tiny peck on the lips instead, Kim made the rigid shift into mission mode as she answered the call from the fourth and final member of their team.
"Go, Wade."
"Sorry to interrupt your last days of freedom, guys," the young tech whizz apologised, "But it's Dementor - reports are hitting the site that he's just managed to heist an ultra sonic drill."
"A drill?"
"Ultra sonic drill. Doesn't exactly sound like a picnic," Ron chimed in, watching Kim roll her eyes at the painfully obvious pun, "Sounds more like a battle suit level sitch?"
There was an excited spark in Kim's expression as she shot her smile from Ron back to Wade, "Do I have time for a quick costume change, Wade?"
"Your ride will be at your place in ten minutes - fifteen, tops."
"Spankin'," the teen hero exclaimed, leaping to her feet. Ron was quick to join her, having scrambled to clean up every last scrap of their lunch. "The only question we have now," Kim went on, "Is this ultra-whatever-drill for take over the world purposes, or as an access point to hit a bigger target?"
"How are we supposed to figure it all out?" Ron asked, "It's not like dude just left his to-do list lying around."
Before Kim had the chance to shake her head and snap at the unhelpful comment from her boyfriend, a small chuckle rolled off the end of Wade's tongue.
There was nothing like an already half-solved mission to start the new school year.
"Well, actually..."
Hello there friends and followers, I am back!
Huge apologies for taking so long to upload a new instalment - especially when I've been working on something on the shorter side. I actually just got married and came back from my honeymoon... turns out those things can take up quite a bit if your time, who knew! :)
Also, I know - two sort of filler chapters in a row. I've just always been kind of fascinated with the fact that Kim and Ron had been together for three whole months since the movie until we got to see them again at the start of S4, and definitely thought it was worth exploring and putting into words on some level.
Just so I don't leave you wondering - the next chapter I'm planning will be a quick snapshot of the moments following Ill-Suited. But THEN, we will finally make way for some longer, totally original content. Things may or may not be about to get a tiny bit steamy up in here ;)
As always, I love hearing what you all think! Any faves and reviews are super appreciated :)
Till next time guys,
Reneyyyyyy x