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Moonshadow and Shade
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Møøńšhådöw {Stars are only visible in darkness}
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Apr 22, 2015 05:05AM
"Sort of." She said. Sure, she was close to him, but it didn't mean she just laid on a cloud. She didn't land on sharp rocks either. His body was in between. She could slightly feel his abs and hear his breathing. She wasn't sure if she should blush or not.
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Brandon bit his lip, before using his other hand to tilt her head up towards his face. He kissed her lips softly, unable to resist kissing her while she was snuggling with him.
She kissed back for a long time before she gently moved away. She laid her head on his chest. "Good night..." She said softly.
Brandon laid his head back down. "Goodnight." He relaxed, and his body became much more comfortable. All she could feel was his enflexed muscles. He drifted to sleep, the most restful he had had in years.
She was surprised he fell asleep so quickly. 'Must be tired from the food.' She thought. She heard him sleeping and that was her lullaby to sleep as well. Soon, they had both fallen asleep until morning.
In their sleep she ended up laying completely on his tan and muscular body. In the morning he slowly began waking up.
She felt him shift, but slightly ignored it. Probably because she was so tired from everything. She wanted to sleep forever honestly.
Brandon snuggled her closer before closing his eyes again. He wouldn't trade this amazing sleep for amything.
She opened her eyes and saw Brandon still there. 'I thought it may have been a dream.' She thought. She touched his face to make sure he was real.
Brandon smiled softly. "Morning."
She flinched slightly and almost fell off him. 'Oh gosh, he's real.' She thought. She smiled a bit. "Morning." She said back.
Brandon bit his lip, looking up at her. After a moments hesitation he kissed her lips for a brief moment.
She blushed and got off him. She didn't think she'll actually fall asleep, but she did. "Uh... Um... Do you want some breakfast...?"
"Please?" He asked, sitting up so his abs were flexing. The situation felt awkward.h
She walked to the kitchen where she made some breakfast for him quickly. "It's ready." She called out.
Brandon put on a shirt and walked out to the kitchen. "Smells amazing.' He bit his lip softly
"Does it?" She said happily. She was happy she didn't do it wrong. She served him some food on the counter and wiped off some of the cake crumbs even though it was small.
"Yeah." He gently wrapped his arms around slender waist. "Whats all in it?" He asks, putting his head on her shoulder.
"Pancake batter. I put some milk in the egg and it tastes a lot better. You should try it." She also had a plate for herself.
Brandon got a finger in the left over batter and dotted her nose with it. "I will.' Brandon kissed her neck before he let go of her and sat down.
She laughed softly when he dotted her nose with batter. She wiped it off and was tempted to do the same when, her father opened the door. She pretended not to notice and her father looked like a zombie as he got something to drink. He didn't even notice that Brandon was there when he walked back to his room.
Brandon stayed hidden in plain sight, as he dod at home. He began eating breakfast, before pausing. "Want to talk?"
"Talk about what?" She asked keeping her head down slightly. She hoped that he didn't think anything more than needed about her zombie father.
"Each other." Brandon bit his lip. He wanted them to figure out what they (as a couple) should be, and wanted to tell her about his dad. He thought.
"Oh." She said quietly and forced out a nervous laugh. "Yeah... I honestly thought the kiss was a dream, but... I guess it's not. You can start talking." She said quickly.
Brandon laughed, she was cute. He sat next to her. "I need to tell someone I've hidden from people for a long time. My parents are alcoholics. My dad hits me and sometimes my mom." He took her hand, guiding it to find the scar that was on his jaw.
She flinched when she was touching his scar. Her breath caught as well. "I..." She couldn't find the words. Finally when she found them, it was more like a gasp. "I'm sorry that happened to you."
"It's fine." Brandon bit his lip, looking into her eyes. "I try to avoid him, but after all, I do live in the same house." He waited for her response to speak again.
She didn't say anything for a moment. She just reached up and cupped his cheek. "That's terrible someone would hurt you. You are just so kind, so supportive, so sweet..." Tears started to appear in her eyes.
Brandon cupped her face, moved by her compassion. "It's okay." He remembered her dad. "How... how is your dad?"
She sighed. He had admitted something to her so it was her duty to tell him about herself. "Well... He and my mother are in depression because I got fired from modeling... That's the reason we are back. We couldn't afford anything anymore. L.A had expensive stuff. Now they won't really talk to me anymore because I was cause of there money going out the window."
Brandon rested his head against hers. "It's not your fault." He moved his hands, going to hold hers. "Do you think I could stay over often?" He bit his lip.
She nodded. "I don't want you to go back to your horrible parents." She said softly. 'Maybe I can go talk some sense into them.' She thought.
"Thank you." Brandon smiled softly, now unable to resist it. He leaned in towards her, kissing her lips gently.
She kissed him back softly and was thankful he was going to stay over. She would probably be lonely again without him and his fun dares. Or him in general.
Brandon pulled back, his teeth softly pulling her lower lip seductively. "Would you want to play truth or dare again?" He had his hands on her waist.
"Just wait a moment." She said softly and put her head on his chest. She just admired him for a bit and sighed softly.
Brandon held her close. "Would you ratner snuggle?"
She was quiet. "I'm always bad at making choices honestly... You choose." She said softly while she wrapped her arms around him.
Brandon picked her up in his arms, and carried her to the couch in her room.
She closed her eyes and smiled a bit. "I didn't think we would be together honestly." She said opening her eyes and looking at him.
Brandon smiled, snuggling against her. He kissed her lips once more softly. "Me neither."
"Do you possibly remember when we first met each other?" She asked him softly as she cupped his cheeks.
"Nope." Brandon put his hands on her stomach. "Do mind if I take off my shirt?"
She shrugged. "Sure." She wondered when she got so comfortable with his shirt off. Probably wasn't, but didn't want him to feel like she was bossy.
Brandon paused, waiting to remove his shirt. "Do you like me being shirtless or want me to keep it on?" Brandon asked, wanting her to be comfortable.
"I honestly don't care." She shrugged. It didn't make her whole uncomfortable, it wasn't like she was looking at anything bad. She just wanted to be by him no matter what.
Brandon nodded and kissed her neck lovingly.
She sighed softly and wrapped her arms around him. She felt a blush coming on as the seconds ticked by. "Is the only reason you take your shirt off is to show off?"
"That." Brandon moved her hand to his chest. "And it's one less thing between us."
