4 years later… Here's the morning after. Thanks for all the love 3
Damn, you are still sleeping. It's one in the afternoon and you haven't even stirred to switch sides. You're still facing me, mouth slightly ajar, peacefully snoring away a year of stress on my right bicep. You've had shitty monsters, shitty sisters dumping the load on you all year, and even shittier professors making everything worse. You were spread so thin. Naturally, I had to spread you out. I'm so sorry it took so long, but with all you had going on, you would've seen me as another problem. I needed you to see me as an opportunity.
Truth is, I've been watching you all year.
When Brick told us we were leaving Cityville U for a degree program in Townsville I knew I was going to put my time into another study. You. It had been so long since we'd fought, an argument, that palatable tension in the air only you can bring out of me. I needed my fix. But when I saw you on campus that day chasing down your professor begging for an extension on a quiz due to a monster attack. I knew getting to you would be a long game. I could've come up to you right after that interaction, but you looked so defeated. Of course, the shitty professor didn't give you an extension. The monster you killed totaled his fucking car so no empathy for you, "The Toughest Fighter." Tough it out. This isn't the Butters I wanted. You needed a win.
So I was patient. I followed you to every monster attack, every class, and made sure you got back to your dorm safely every night. Obsessive? Maybe, but given where you are right this moment, I think we'd both say it was worth it. I kept it all low-key, even from my brothers. (They're dealing with their beasts against your sisters.) Finally, the opportunity presented itself at the end of the year. Mitch's party. I got a personal invite from the man of the hour. Helped him get those two bimbos on his arms into their soro sister's car, and he told me you were waiting for me inside. It could've been a setup, but I'd like to believe your best friend might know you as well as I do.
I socialized outside for a bit. You needed that time to get a couple of drinks down and loosen up. By the time I walked in I was hoping you'd be about four solo's in. I walked through the hazy sea of people and there you were. Eyes closed, casually sexy, letting the tone of your body do all the work. You danced alone. Everyone in the room wanted hands on you, but who would dare? I watched you move fluidly to the music. Your fingertips started at the tips of your thighs, curved at your waist, cupped under your perfect breasts, then finally entangled in your hair while you stretched your neck and your hips never stopped moving to the beat. That's my girl.
I made my move and you opened to me. Your mind may have forgotten all about me, but your body language called my name. The moment we danced together I knew you were mine. Time to take you home. Small argument, text message, storm out, dorm. It all went according to plan. I needed you to feel like you were winning so that I could teach you the power of losing.
Living in a city where you can't use your powers you learn the benefits of being on the losing team. You get to save your energy. You learn what it means to let someone else take on the burden of avenging the transgression. Let someone else destress you. Let someone else make you feel good. Let someone else coax you back into the person you were before the expectations molded you into a machine of yourself. You were stuck on autopilot. Let me be that someone who takes (and lets you lose) control.
"You really needed me, Butters," I said to the ceiling and no one else in particular.
"I'll never admit it," she groggily replied.
I turned my head towards her and she was staring back at me in a relaxed haze. "I've been up for a while now, waiting for you to break your inner monologue." She offered me a small smile.
I arched my brow and turned my body more towards her. "So I could've moved my arm forever ago?" I didn't move that arm a muscle.
"Hell no! I'm getting comfortable silence and a comfortable pillow," she snuggles herself closer. "It definitely beats an awkward morning. Is this when you confess your undying love for me?" She muses.
I chuckle and begin to rub small circles on her back. "Um, nah but this is the part where I get up and shut the patio door we left open last night because I can hear someone in this complex getting their "afternoon delights" through the window."
Buttercup gags and releases me from body pillow prison. "Disgusting! My sisters live in this dorm too. God, I hope it's not one of them."
She swings her legs over the side of the bed and gives herself a full fresh out-of-bed stretch. "We should do coffee though, since this isn't a love confession."
I shut the patio door and the sounds of birds and bees instantly deafens. "So if this was a love confession then we couldn't get coffee?"
"Fuck no! Then we'd be having a sappy morning after horror show and that's just not going to work with me." She walks perfectly clad into the bathroom attached to her bedroom. Looks like being a Powerpuff does grant you some privileges.
"The coffee shop I like closes at 4 and we're already pushing 2, shower with me to save time?" She smirks and narrows her eyes at me with a head tilt that asks "Quickie?"
"I don't have any shirts here Butters," can't come off too easy. I'm not her bitch.
She already walked in leaving the door wide open and I can hear her starting the water. "I've got a band-tee you can borrow," she popped her head out of the doorframe. "I always buy men's."
I suck my lips in and kiss my teeth. "Guess I have no excuse to not join you," I say crossing the short distance towards her and the bathroom.
"Smart man," She reaches her hand around my neck to pull me into a kiss.
Her phone buzzes on the dresser. "What the fuck could these bitches want right now?"
She walks over to the dresser and checks her phone.
Leader Girl: Hope you two had fun last night ;)
Buttercup begins to get red in the face, "HOW THE FUCK DOES BLOSSOM ALWAYS KNOW?!"
Thanks for reading! Next Chapter Reds ;)