just close your eyes and you’ll get what you need, no need to fight, no need to compete

just close your eyes and you’ll get what you need, no need to fight, no need to compete by sassy

I walked into the bedroom after a sleepless awful night spent working, more likely trying to since I hadn't done so much eventually. It was obvioud why, after the fight with Aria it was hard to focusing on anything but her. I didn't know if she had gotten any sleep, how she was feeling, though I knew that I was going to find out and fix this situation, guilt was eating me whole. I stopped on the doorway and took a deep breath as I looked at her, asleep, curled on her side and covered by a bunch of blankets while my side was untouched which said a lot. Even when I went to bed later than her she was always all over my side too.
I finally found the courage to step towards the bed and sat next to her motionless body, keeping my fingers crossed that this was a good idea. "Ar..." I said softly, setting my hand on her side carefully. She stirred a little but didn't open her eyes, which I took like a bad sign but I was too stubborn to give up. "I made you some coffee." I added, feeling the cup almost burning against the palm of my hand.

She finally opened her eyes, looking at me and blinking as if she was slowly remembering that if wasn't just another morning. "Thanks." She muttered under her breath as she lifted herself up a little, reaching for the cup and breaking eye contact, it feeling like a kick in my stomach.
"I'm sorry for tonight." I started, going straight to the point because I couldn't wait a second longer. She didn't say a word, probably waiting for me to go on. "All the things I said, they came out wrong. I was tired and frustrated and I chose the worst way to say what I was thinking."
"But you still mean it, don't you?" She interrupted me, surprising me, as she finally looked up at me again. She was wearing the signs of our fight on her face, her gorgeous eyes were swollen, her skin paler than usual, and I hated that I was the reason of that. I just wanted her to be happy in the end, instead I was doing the opposite.
"It's not that simple." I said quietly as I traced circles with my thumb on the blanket separating me from her skin. It was hard for me to find the words, to talk at all, still I had to do it. "I never wanted you to move back to LA, it never crossed my mind, not even for a second. I love coming back home to you, knowing you're here waiting, but I also know how much it's costing you. I just want you happy babe."
She sipped her coffee slowly, nodding her head, "Okay." She said simply, not making it any easier for me but I deserved it.
"In less than a month I'll be done filming and I'll be a lot more with you, we don't even have to stay here the whole time, but for now I have to work and you know how I get." I went on explaining, hoping she'd get my point of view on the matter, "For now all I can tell you is that for these last weeks I'll try to make more time for you, you can come to the set everytime you want and then I'll take you away for two weeks. Just...I hate fighting with you just like I hate seeing you unhappy. Tell me what to do and I will." I forced myself to stop because I was starting to sound...well, not myself. The thing was, for the first time in my whole life I felt panic creeping in me and it wasn't because we're getting too close, it was because I was actually worried she could leave me. While in the past I could ignore my feeling and go on without her like an idiot now I couldn't really, I needed her with me and it was a definitive thing for me.
Aria's eyes flicked up to find mine and I did my best to hold her gaze, the seconds separating me from her answer feeling like hours. I was nervous, and it showed, I couldn't help it. "Come here," She replied in a soft tone and let her eyes flicker over to my side of the bed which was untouched.
My body moved over to her side and she wasted not another second, wrapping her arms around me and embracing me in a hug. It was her way to tell me she was sorry too, but mostly we were a lot better at showing our emotions with our body language than with words. In that moment, with her warm body against mine, I knew we were okay or at least we would be.
"I just miss you," She added, closing her eyes, her words only making me feel worse.
"I miss you too," I responded and let my arms wrap tightly around her.
"You were right though... I've become a loser," She pulled her head back to look at her, wrinkling her nose when I frowned.
I shook my head, "I never said those words Ar."
"But it's true. I've color coordinated the clothes in our closet, taken up knitting and have read about ten books since we've moved here," She admitted. "Either that qualifies me as a loser or an old lady and I'd prefer to be called the first over the latter. All I'm missing is a house full of cats."
I looked up at her and took a few seconds to read the expression on her face, but once again I couldn't. I knew she was trying to make a joke out of this, only she really meant most of the things she was saying and I wasn't okay with that. "No cats please." I said seriously and watched as she smallest smile curved her pink lips, making me feel better instantly. "There's nothing wrong with reading, actually I think it's really good. Same for knitting, as long as you'll make me a sweater sooner or later." I went on, determined not to make this conversation too heavy and serious.
She raised one eyebrow at me, slowly, as she cuddled closer to me if possible, "You're leaving out cordinating clothes." She pointed out with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.
"That was a little too much." I admitted, even though now it was a lot easier for me to find my clothes. But that wasn't exactly the point.
"See?" She retorted and sighed, draping her arm over my stomach.
I reached for her chin, lifting it up with my index finger to gently force her to look at me. "Ar, I don't care what you do, if it makes you happy. Do you want to knit? Do you want to read? Do you want to stare at a wall? You can do anything as long as you're good with it." I explained quietly before pressing a small kiss on her lips, "I'll support you no matter what."
She bored her eyes into mine, making me stop breathing for a moment because there was still times, like this, when having her so close, letting her see so much of me, made me nervous. "Got it." She said quietly even though I could tell she has a lot more in her mind.
"You can go to LA for a week, like...a little vacation." I suggested, part of me still thinking that a lot of all this was because she was basically homesick. I was missing being in SF too, but it was different for me.
She frowned, "Why do you want to ship me to LA?"
I smiled a little at her choice of words, shaking my head, "If it was for me, you wouldn't go anywhere. I'm trying to come up with ideas to keep you happy and distracted until I'm done here." I said simply as I let my arm tighten around her, needing to feel her as close as possible.
"If I'm not mistaken, you're not going to be much longer..." Aria trailed off, leaving me wonder why she was so against going away for a couple days. I honestly didn't get it, we had been through months spent apart, a week was nothing. For some reason the thought made me uncomfortable.
"I hope so," I said vaguely since I didn't want to start talking about my movie, how everything about it was going wrong or how I wasn't happy with it so far. All my frustration was meant to stay on the set, even though sometimes it was hard.
She nodded her head, "I've been thinking about what to do with myself."
I grinned and lifted an eyebrow, "And?"
"And maybe I'll start reading the scripts my dad has sent me," She shrugged, surprising me since she said she was on a break. "But I don't have to fly back to LA to do that," She added and I took it as her way to let me know that she had no intention to go anywhere and she was still there for me, which I really appreciate.
"I'll support you no matter what," I repeated and a small smirk played on her lips.
"What if I wanted to get into exotic dancing?"
I let my lips curve into a smirk that matched hers, relaxing since I knew that we were done fighting and we were just talking now. Which was still a lot for us, but we were both trying and that was enough for me. "As long as I get my own private show..." I trailed off as I tilted my head down to nuzzle her neck and press a kiss behind her ear.
She shivered and tangled her leg with mine, "Maybe I should get into burlesque instead." She said as she pulled her head back to look at the expression on my face which had to say more than I thought, "Such a jealous boyfriend I have." She added with a chuckle before setting her head on my chest again.
"I'm not, I said nothing!" I protested since I wasn't jealous at all, I didn't need to be. Aria was mine, end of the story.
"You didn't need to." She said, her tone dripping amusement.
I rolled my eyes, but just because she couldn't see me, and squeezed her against me, "We're getting sidetracked here." I pointed out, needing to go back to the more important subject. I couldn't help it, I was a control freak, and I always needed to know what was going to happen in the close future.
"What were we talking about?" She asked in a whisper, her body relaxing in my hold as she closed her eyes. She looked like an angel.
"You were saying that you're ready to go back to act." I answered simply, wondering if that was what she really wanted to do but not willing to ask because it was too risky. Also I was wondering what kind of roles her dad had picked for her, I had no faith in the man.
Aria shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly, not really looking willing to talk. Not knowing what she had on her mind drove me crazy, since I was all about planning while she was the opposite. "It won't hurt to see what offers there are," She replied quietly.
"You haven't looked?" I asked with skepticism showing in my tone. Getting scripts and not even taking a look at them sounded nonsense to me, what if there was a really good one? I didn't really like missing any chance, while Ar was more laidback.
"One was a Woody Allen. Pass," She wrinkled her nose, surprising me because yes he was a weird man but he was a terrific director. His movie were epic. She opened her eyes when I started laughing. "What?"
"Nothing," I shook my head, not saying what else I had on my mind. "Who else?"
"What are you thinking instead?" She gave me a look and lifted an eyebrow.
I shrugged slowly and let out a small breath, "You should take chances. Go outside of your comfort zone."
"Just because my last movie was a romcom, it doesn't make me the queen of cheesy movies," She replied, annoyed already. Fuck me. When did my girlfriend get so touchy?
"I never said you are." I pointed out quietly, not wanting to fight again.
"Then what are you saying?" She asked and narrowed her eyes on me, I could tell she was ready to argue again and was waiting for me to say the wrong thing.
I shrugged as I did my best to keep myself in check, acting nonchalant. After all what she wanted to do with her life was her own business, no matter if it had consequences on our relationship. "That sometimes doing something different or something you didn't think you'd do it's a good thing." I explained simply.
She raised one eyebrow slowly, still looking skeptical about my words, "So you're basically telling me to take the one with Woody Allen." She said slowly, her eyes staring at me and almost scaring me. I felt as if she'd lose it if I blinked, it was unnerving.
I shook my head and offered a smile, since that wasn't what I was doing. Of course I thought it'd be a great chance to work with such a talented person, but I didn't know what else was on her plate, like I didn't know what was the role about or if she'd fit it. We were just too different and not only our personalities were, but mostly our way of thinking. "No, you should take the one that you like the most. If it's a new kind of role, it will be even better." I said as I moved my hand up and down her back mindlessly.
She pursed her lips together, blinking at me, "It still sound like you're telling me what movie to take."
"Ar, if you don't want to know my opinion then just don't ask me what I'm thinking." I sighed quietly, wondering why I had to care so much about what she did. I wanted her happy and that should have been enough, unfortunately I wished she'd make good choices too and I still had to learn when to keep my mouth shut.
"I always want to know your opinion instead," Aria retorted quickly, hiding her face against the nook of my neck and breathing againsy my skin.
"But you never agree with it," I said back since that much was true. Sometimes I thought she even enjoyed disagreeing so much.
"We're complete opposites and that's why we work," She said seriously, pulling her head back to let our eyes meet again. A grin was on her face as she looked at me, "Do you think you could ever be with a girl who plans out everything and just wants to work all the time?"
"Our schedules would work better," I joked back. "And I wouldn't have to spend so much time planning everything."
"My craziness keeps you sane instead," She wrinkled her nose at my words and shifted herself onto my lap, straddling me.
"Oh god." I muttered under my breath and smirked, running my hands up and down her smooth thighs as I took my time to look at how cute my girlfriend was right now. I liked it a lot more when she was smiling and being silly, just like now.
She furrowed her brows, setting her palms on my chest before making fists into my t-shirt. "What?"
"If I'm the sane one, we're f.ucked." I sighed, shaking my head but keeping my amused expression in place. I was well aware that I wasn't exactly an average normal person, but then again, I'd doubt that Ar could ever be with a plain normal man, she'd get bored in less than 24 hours.
At my words she let out a soft laugh that was music to my ears, "We're both a little crazy." She said before lowering herself to press her chest against mine, her hands sliding behind my neck.
"Just a little." I agreed and smirked, wrapping my arms around her body as I kissed her nose.
She looked up at me, wrinkling it, "How long before you have to go to work?" She asked quietly, trying to make the question sound nonchalant.
"I took the day off." I answered, feeling nervous about that because I couldn't really afford to lose a day...but Ar was my priority, and I needed to spend a whole day with her. "I'm taking you out for lunch."
Aria widened her eyes, the surprise showing on her gorgeous face, "Is this a date?"
I nodded my head slowly and dropped my hands down to cup her ass, "Yes."
"Can I wear a dress?" She pressed, wanting more details but still not too many. It was weird that she always said she hated suprises, still she loved them when they made her happy. Like when I had taken her to Coachella for her birthday.
I shrugged my shoulders and grinned, "You can wear whatever you want to wear."
"Pajamas?" She grinned back and pressed a chaste kiss against my lip, letting her eyes linger on mine while she pulled her head back.
"You wouldn't be caught dead in public wearing pajamas," I retorted, knowing her too well.
"Only because I sleep naked and don't have any pajamas," She winked.
I let my eyes traved down her body, taking in what she was wearing which I wasn't sure if it was supposed to be some kind of a night dress or a long top. "What's that then?" I asked, raising one eyebrow at her when our eyes met again.
She shrugged and a small pout appeared on her lips, "I slept alone and didn't have my man to keep me warm." She explained in a small voice that I didn't know if it was meant to make me feel guilty but I did anyway.
I let out another long sigh, lifting myself in a sitting position and wrapping my arms awound her tiny waist, "At least you got some sleep." I said back, trying to make a joke out of it even though it wasn't the smartest idea. I had already said I'm sorry and once was already one time too much. Usually.
"Not really." She retorted flatly while I mentally kicked myself.
"I'll keep you more than warm tonight." I smiled at her as I kissed up her neck slowly, my lips curving into a grin in the process, "You'll be really hot."
"Maybe we should skip lunch and dinner and jump straight for bedtime..." Ar bit into her bottom lip as her voice got a little lower, and I knew exactly what she was thinking, I could hear it in her tone.
I laughed against her skin, knowing that if we stayed in I'd just fall asleep and she'd have another reason to be mad at me. "It's not even noon yet Ar."
"We could spend the day in bed," She ran a hand up the back of my neck and then tangled her fingers in my hair.
I pulled my head back, "Are you trying to get out of going on a date with me?"
She shook her head and moved her hands to my chest, "I can't wait for it instead."
"Are you sure?" I asked, more to tease her than anything. We barely had time to go out together and it was something I blamed on myself, so I knew she wouldn't miss this chance.
She nodded as she bit down on her lip, her fingers brushing against my skin, "Yes I am. I'll be a good girl and let you take me out."
I was tempted to joke, say that she was never a good girl, but after our fight it didn't seem the most appropriate thing to say. "Thanks." I said instead with a smile on my lips and kissed her before patting her a.ss, "Come on, we better get ready."
She shot me a smirk as she propped herself up on her knees, setting her hands on my shoulders for support, "Are we late on your schedule already?" She asked in a teasing tone before standing up and walking to the huge wardrobe, her head turned in my direction to look at me.
I shook my head, sitting on the bed a few more moments as I watched her, "No, I didn't plan anything." I answered honestly. I knew what I wanted to do but something told me that I'd better just go with the flow.
She widened her eyes in fake shock then broke into a huge grin, "I'm shocked. What happened to my boyfriend?" She went on teasing me as she started looking at her one million dresses.
I shrugged and ran my hands through my hair, feeling now positively exhausted and in need of a giant cup of coffee. "He fucked up." I said simply. I was smart enough to know that.
Aria tossed her head over her shoulder once more to look at me, the expression on her face saying a lot. I probably looked awful. "Are you sure you're up for going out? We can take a nap and then do dinner instead," She said with a small frown playing on her lips.
I stood up and walked over to where she was standing, her hands still holding on to two separate dresses. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I shook my head, "Pick something to wear."
"Do we have enough time to shower?" She smirked at me, a naughty glint in her eye which I noticed and cracked a grin over.
"If we shower now, we definitely won't make it out of the house until dinner time," I retorted and dropped my hands from her body, pressing another slap against her ass. "I like the black one."
She looked at the section of black dresses and then back at me, "Which one?"
I shrugged my shoulders nonchalantly, "Any. They all look the same."
"They do not!" She pulled two out and held them up to compare them, "This is a maxi dress while this one is an airplane dress."
I raised an eyebrow, crossing my arms over my chest, obviously having no interest in her choice of clothes. "What?" I asked finally.
She held the mini dress up to her, "If I bend over in this one, you'll see the cockpit."
I kept my brow in place, not really getting what exactly that meant but I was sure it was something I didn't like. "Then go for the other one." I said simply before heading to the bathroom.
"The maxi dress? But I'll look like I'm going to a funeral!" She protested from the other room while I rolled my eyes. Girls sometimes just made no sense.
"Wear whatever you want as long as no one can see your underwear." I said seriously, loud enough for her to hear me before I started brushing my teeth.
She peeked her head into the bathroom and looked at me through the reflection of the mirror, a big grin on her face, "Who said I'll wear any?" She questioned as she watched me groan. "Such a possessive boyfriend." She chuckled to herself, looking pretty amused. What a comedian she was.
I wiped my mouth with a towel and sighed, noticing how my hair was a total mess and my face wasn't any better. I walked out the bathroom and smirked when my eyes landed on Aria's tight body, my eyes taking in the thong she was wearing with a matching bra. My hands were already itching to rip them all off. "When will you show me the scripts you got?" I asked both because I was interested and also to distract myself from her tempting body.
She glanced at me, her face straight, "I thought we said no work today." She retorted flatly.
I took my t-shirt off as I reached for a blue crisp shirt, about to open my mouth when my phone rang, cutting me off. I felt Ar's eyes on me, knowing that she was just waiting for me to answer and do the wrong thing. I ignored the call instead, even if I hated it and it was really hard for me since I knew it was about my movie. "No work today." I nodded and smiled, even though it was a little forced, as I buttoned my shirt.
Aria smiled at me and she had to know I was making an effort, walking closer to me to push my hands aside and finish buttoning my shirt for me. "You could've taken the call," She said quietly, letting me know that she wouldn't have gotten mad. Maybe a little annoyed, but it was still too much for me to risk.
"I made a promise to you and I plan on carrying it out," I responded as she finished with the last button, leaning her chest against mine and kissing me carefully. My hand grasped her hip while the other found her ass and cupped it, "Finish getting dressed."
"Afraid you won't be able to resist me much longer?" She smirked as she pulled away regretfully, grabbing the long dress from off the bed and pulling it on over her head. She pulled her hair to one side and gave her back to me, "Zip me up?"
I shook my head as a grin made its way onto my face, my body moving closer to hers until we were only inches apart. "It's taken a lot of practice," I yanked her zipper up and stood there while she turned to face me again.
"Resisting me? I don't like the sound of that," She faked a pout, turning on her heels to go over to the bathroom and get ready fast hopefully.
"You know I'm bad at resisiting you." I kept talking as I changed my sweaters into a pair of jeans, catching my reflection in the mirror again and again noticing how bad I needed to catch a break. I looked like a zombie. After all this day off could be good for me too, not for Ar only.
"How come?" Came her voice from the bathroom, her tone filled with amusement.
I smirked to myself as I wore the first pair of shoes I found, realizing how bad I truly missed being so relaxed with Aria. She wasn't just my girlfriend, she was who kept me balanced, no wonder I had been such an awful mess during the past years spent without her. "I have no idea. It might be because you're so gorgeous and sexy." I said as I walked into the bathroom, my eyes taking in her body then focusing on her face. "You don't need all that make up." I pointed out, watching her.
"You should stick to the compliments instead." She retorted as she shot me a glance before closing one eye to draw a black line on its top lid, her precision was impressive.
I leaned my shoulder against the door frame, still keeping my eyes on her since she was the magnet I couldn't stay away from and I could feel the attraction more than ever mostly after a night spent apart. It was more than attraction too, it was a very strong bond, the strongest I had ever experienced. "I'm just saying that you're already so naturally beautiful that you can't possibly make yourself better."
A small grin played on her lips as she repeated the motion on her other eye, "Where is all this flattery coming from?" She asked in an amused voice.
"Once a girl told me that to compliments you simply answer with a thank you." I said back, remembering her own words and using them against her as I smirked, fighting the urge to kneel down and lose myself under her long dress. That could wait a few more hours.
"She must've been a genius," Aria retorted and smiled, setting the weird pencil down once she was finished with it. She looked at her reflection and then let her eyes move beside her to meet mine. A smile still played on my lips, and while I was still exhausted, I was also feeling better again.
I shrugged my shoulders, "I guess so."
"You guess so, huh?" Her gorgeous smile spread into a huge grin as she turned her body into my hold, setting her hands on my collar and pulling me closer for one kiss.
I kissed me her back hard, knowing that kissing her was all I could do for now as my body pressed against hers and my hands slid down to grasp her hips. "Are you ready?" I asked with my lips still pressed to hers, her eyes opening to look into mine.
She pulled back and nodded, "Carry me?"
"You're pushing your luck babe," I reached for her hand and lead the way to the door.
"Where are we going?" She asked as we walked down the stairs, all the way to the front door. She reached for her purse which was still where she left it the night before, sliding it onto her other arm since I refused to let go of her.
"I don't know." I explained nonchalantly with a shrug, giving her a side glance, "I told you, I made no plans for today."
She furrowed her brows together as we walked out of our home, a genuinely surprised expression appearing on her face, "I thought you weren't serious."
At that I broke into a small grin, squeezing her hand, "You say I'm always serious instead, so I was."
She rolled her eyes but still let a grin play on her lips, "What are we going to do now?!" She urged, looking as if she wouldn't have minded having something already planned instead.
"Anything we want." I answered simply, tempted to get some ideas but fighting my own nature instead, "I'm hungry, so I guess lunch."
She nodded her head slowly, "Agreed."
We stopped next to my car and I grinned, part of me finding this situation amusing but also knowing that it was happening now and it wouldn't happen again anytime soon. Or ever. It just wasn't who I was. "Car or feet?" I asked, the weather not exactly the best but at least there was the sun and we wouldn't freeze.
"Car." She answered, pursing her lips together and looking at me with her big bambi eyes.
I cracked a smirk, "You're right, we should take a walk to enjoy our time together better."
Aria bit back her own smirk. "Are you trying to trick me into working out instead?" She lifted an eyebrow at me and kept close, so close that I could smell the perfume she'd just put on.
"There's time for that later," I replied, meaning sex of course. I missed going hiking, it was what kept me sane when I worked so much, but all my little free time was for Ar and if I suggested her to go hiking? She'd probably pack her things and leave.
"I can't wait," She said quietly, using her free hand to grab onto my arm.
I looked down at her in amusement, the thoughtful expression on her face a cute one but not saying much, "What are you thinking about?"
"Can't you read my mind yet?" She shot me an innocent look before smiling wide.
My head was already shaking, "Never."
"Good. I have to keep some things to myself," She replied, making it sound like a joke and I hoped it was.
"Never instead." I retorted, my own face getting serious because I was dead set on that. I wanted to know everything about her, about her needs, about her hopes, everything, it was the only way I could be a decent boyfriend since I was so bad at guessing what was on her mind.
She pressed her body against my side as we started walking even thought we had no destination. "You know everything instead silly man." She said back softly, looking up at me with her eyes full of love.
"I better." I glanced down at her but I couldn't help smiling. I knew she trusted me and she had every reason to since I'd never say anything to anyone, still there were things that she wouldn't say to me either because she was stubborn or just forgot about them.
She rolled her eyes a little, nudging my side as she ignored me, "I'm not trying to be obsessive, but where are we going?" She asked once again like the impatient babe she always was.
"What if I say it's all up to you?" I asked back slowly, not sure myself if it was a good idea. I was a brave man.
She broke into a huge grin that always meant trouble, visibly pleased by my answer since I rarely let her being in control. I was lucky because she didn't mind that. "Give me your phone, I have to make a reservation." She ordered in a silly excited voice.
"Don't you have your own?" I said with an eyebrow raised as I slipped my free hand into the pocket of my jeans where my phone was supposed to be. Supposed to, since it wasn't here. Fuck me. "I left it home." I frowned, never liking being without it because it was part of me, since I was the control freak that I was.
She laughed at my expression, a genuine laugh that made me feel proud of having her by my side, "You'll survive without it, as long as you're with me."
I smirked eventually, guessing that the universe was really trying me. "I hope so."
Aria faked a hurt expression, "Don't you trust me?" She eyed me as a weary look appeared on my face, "Hey!"
"I trust you instead," I replied and smiled finally, still not feeling completely relaxed. I really trusted her but I was supposed to be the one in control anyway and my phone was one of the things that allowed me to keep everything under my radar.
"You better," She said playfully, looking as if she wwasn't sure which direction to take when we came to the end of the road. That was what exactly what kept me worried, her orientation was equal to zero. "Are you hungry?" She broke the silence that had fallen between us, one I didn't mind to share but I didn't mind to talk either of course.
I shrugged my shoulders, not exactly starving even though I had skipped dinner. Skipping meals had become a habit, sometimes I was so overwhelmed with work that I didn't even get hungry. "I can eat."
"You make me worry about you," She frowned.
"What's to worry about me?" I asked with a brow raised, squeezing her hand as we walked only god knew to where. I wouldn't be suprised if we got lost.
She broke eye contact in favor of letting them wander around, as if she was discovered a new part of town that she had never seen before. "You don't eat enough. Or sleep." She answered with a shrug.
"I'm getting too skinny and you don't like me anymore?" I asked back, making a joke about it since in my opinion there was nothing to worry about, I wasn't even bothering to take her seriously.
She didn't look as amused as I was and barely glanced at me, "That's not the case." She wrinkled her nose, still leading me...somewhere.
"There's no case at all." I pointed out, slowly adjusting to this forced condition where not only I wasn't working but I was completely cut off from the rest of the world. It was weird and I couldn't remember the last time I had been in the same situation, it wasn't necessarily bad though.
She pulled at my arm, deciding to take a left turn suddenly and dragging me with her, "Can't I worry about you?" She peeked up at me, her face all scrunched up like it was everytime she wanted me to give her the right anwer. And I never did.
I smirked wide at her cute expression, "I'm a big man, I can take care of myself."
"I know that," Aria grinned, just like me only she was a lot sillier. "I like taking care of you though."
I stared at her for a moment before nodding my head, "You do."
"Not just sexually," She grinned wider before biting down on her lip.
I let out a quiet laugh, "Not just sexually indeed. Do you know where we're going?"
"It was your idea to walk instead of drive," She replied back and wrinkled her nose at me once more.
I shook my head but my smirk remained in place, "We're lost, aren't we?"
"We're on an adventure baby," She smiled at me genuinely, looking like she didn't care about where we were or anything really. In all honestly I didn't either.
I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and pulled her against my side, letting her adjust against my body as we walked, "Is this your idea of adventure?" I asked in amusement, taking control of the situation and leading her in the right direction without saying a word.
"Adventure can be everywhere." She said faking a serious expression, as if she was actually believing in what she was saying, only it didn't last more than a few seconds. "What's your idea? Neverending walks in the woods in reeinders company?" She asked back, breaking into a grin as she basically described one of our days in Norway.
"Yes but only the ones that scare my girlfriend." I pointed out.
Her mouth dropped open as she slapped my chest playfully, "I wasn't scared." She protested.
"Yes you were." I nodded, keeping her close to me no matter how hard she was trying to pull away. She snorted, even though I knew she was just being silly and it was nice, really nice, having her like this. "Where are you going, we're here!" I laughed, caging her with my arms as I nodded to the restaurant just a few steps from us.
She finally stopped fighting me and set her hands on my chest, blinking, "I thought we were lost."
I kissed her forehead, her nose, then her lips where I lingered a few seconds, "You'll never get lost with me."
Aria let a smile play on her lips as she stared up at me, "We got lost in Norway instead." The amused expression returned to my face as I slapped her ass gently. That had never happened. "You can't spank me in public!" She said with wide eyes, a smirk replacing her smile instantly.
"Do you want to stand outside all day or go in and eat?" I asked instead, being playful.
"If we would've drove, we'd probably be finishing our meal right about now..." She trailed off and took my hand once more, leading the way inside.
"My hands are already itching to spank you," I muttered under my breath while she grinned to herself.
A young girl looked up at us as we walked in and grinned, already holding two menus in her hand, "Will it be just the two of you joining us today?"
"Yes," Ar smiled back at her, letting her guide us to a table in another room. "Thank you," She added after we had been seated. She gave us a prompt nod and swiftly backed away, leaving us alone in the room. "I'm so hungry, I could eat a reindeer."
"Oh yeah? Are you paying for it too? I heard they're expensive." I smirked from ear to ear, letting my eyes scan the menu.
"I'm sure they are. Thank god my boyfriend will take care of that." She said nonchalantly and when I looked up at her, she was grinning as big as I was.
I leaned into her from across the table, "Your boyfriend is buying you lunch just to get something back later."
She shrugged, "Oh well. On a second thought I might have something else instead...I heard that reeinders don't come with mashed potatoes." She said, making me laugh before I closed the distance between us by pressing a kiss on her lips. I wasn't a fan of pda, but today it was needed.
"Are you ready to order silly girl?" I asked as I pulled back, leaning against my chair, "I suggest you to eat as much as you can because once I'll have you back in our bed there won't be time to eat."
She raised one eyebrow, "Because we'll both fall asleep?" She asked seriously before chuckling.
"You're the silliest." I smirked, shaking my head, "I love it."
"And I love you," Aria replied back, clasping her hands together in front of her and setting her chin against them.
"Is this the part where you start getting cheesy?" I raised an eyebrow at her and she grinned, biting down on her bottom lip to conceal it.
She shook her head, "You started it instead. My heads still in the gutter after what you said."
I let out a sigh but kept smirking at her, "I can't seem to do anything right today."
"You do plenty well instead," She winked at me and straightened up in her seat as the waitress returned.
"Have you two decided on anything yet?" She asked cheerfully.
She nodded her head, "I'll have the filet mignon and a side salad."
"T-bone steak and a salad for me." I said quietly and waited for the girl to write our orders down before walking away.
"My men loves a good steak." Ar smirked at me.
I raised one eyebrow at her, giving her an amused look, "I love real food. A filet mignon is barely an apetizer."
"Because I'm a delicate girl and you're a cave man." She shrugged nonchalantly, struggling not to grin.
"You're not so delicate or you wouldn't survive me." I allowed myself to grin wide as I stared at her, thinking about how looks could be deceiving. From the outside, with her pale skin and her intense eyes, Ar could look like an innocent girl, even fragile sometimes, when she was the opposite instead. I knew she had flaws, like everyone after all, and there were times when I wondered how it was possible that we could be together since we were complete opposite, yet I knew she was the only one for me, that I could never be with anyone else.
She scrunched up her face, looking silly once again, "Being your girlfriend is a hard job, but someone has to do it."
"I know." I admitted with a smirk, because even though we were just joking there was a lot of truth in her words, "But you get a good pay."
Aria cocked an eyebrow and leaned into the table, "Oh do I?"
"With orgasms," I said with a straight face and she laughed. "Am I wrong?"
She shook her head and blushed lightly, "No, you're definitely right about that. I guess that I'm pretty lucky after all."
A snort escaped me. "Are you suggesting I stop? Since you're only pretty lucky?" I asked and she smiled again, her eyes dropping onto my lips.
"I'm very lucky instead," She said sincerely. "And I'm not just saying that because I love multiple orgasms."
"Well that's good to know," I told her back and she bit into her lip when I expected her to kiss me instead.
She shrugged nonchalantly, "It might surprise you, but I'm with you for more reasons than that hot body and the epic things you can do with it."
"In fact, it does surprise me." I nodded as I stared at her, leaning back against my chair and knowing that the little distance I was creating would be enough to pull her to me. "But I'm glad to hear that."
As I expected she leaned further across the table, leaning on her forearms, "Where are you trying to go with this?" She asked slowly with a silly smirk spreading on her lips.
"Nowhere." I answered simply but made sure that my smirk matched hers. She was already dying of curiosity, no matter how small and silly this thing was, I could see it in her eyes.
"Lies." She wrinkled her nose, "Tell me what you're thinking."
"I mean...I'm glad that you're with me for more than my body. I won't stay like this forever." I explained, keeping a straight face as I joked with her. Even though time of course was passing for me like for anyone, but that was beside the point.
She smirked again, this time bigger, "Thinking about your birthday already?"
At that, I groaned. A genuinely annoyed groan. I hated my birthday. "No." I cut her off shortly.
She sensed my mood and reached for my hand, smirk still in place, "Even when you'll be 40 or 50 you'll still be really hot and desiderable, if that's what worries you."
I forced myself to forget about my birthday and cocked my head to my side, holding Ar's hand in mine, "I was thinking more about 60 or 70. 80 even. I don't know if you'll still find me hot then." I explained, grinning a little.
"So that's what you're seeing in the future? Us together until you're 80?" She let out a soft laugh, apparently amused by the nonsense conversation.
I stared at her as I lifted her hand to my mouth to kiss her knuckles, "At very least."