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Fauzy + Whit Whit <3

Saf had seen this episode before, she practically knew most of the lines. "You're..going to LOVE ME!" she said in unison with the TV, and then she laughed out loud.

Sean kept quiet as he watched her mouth the lines to the movie. "Obsessed much?" He asked with a soft chuckle.

"You shush!" She merely waved her fingers at him. Her eyes stayed fixed on the show.

Sean smirked softly, as he ate what was left of his chicken and noodles. After he sat his plate down, he took a long gulp of his Coke. His eyes fixed on the TV, trying to be interested.


Sean smiled tenderly in her direction, but she didn't see it as she went into the kitchen. She always took care of him like this. It made him feel pampered, more so than he deserved. God... I love her so much...

When she was done, she walked back to the living room and smiled at him. She crawled up to the couch and snuggled tightly into him, resting her head on his shoulder. "Wow. MLP, heavenly noodles and snuggles from the boy I love. Best day ever."

He coiled his arms around her body, bringing her in tightly. "Mmm. I know. It couldn't get any better." But he secretly knew that this could get much much better. Though, he wasn't about to ruin this moment.

As the show ended, she sighed. "Damn it, I really wished it was at least double episodes. Oh well." She turned off the TV and crawled onto Sean's lap, grinning and wrapping her arms around his neck. "So. What do you feel like doing now?"

Sean wrapped his arms around her waist completely, pressing her against his chest. He smiled, lifting half of his mouth upward. "I have no idea. I'm still in a light fog at the moment." He chuckled and kissed her cheek softly. "What about you?"

"I don't know either," she said softly, sliding down a little so she could rest her head on his chest, right above his heart. She closed her eyes and smiled. "I'm fine with just staying like this with you."

"As am I." His smile still plastered on his face. He reached forward his hand, and brushed back a few locks of her hair behind her ear. He then gently brushed his lips across her forehead.

"Sean?" she asked softly, her smile faltering. "Do you miss them? Mom and Dad?" It had been more than a year since their death, but they're still in her mind.

That wiped his smile off his face, growing serious. "I do every day." He looked at her with a hint of sadness in his irises. "Some days I think I can't make it," He kissed her forehead, closing his eyes as his lips lingered there. "But then I remember I have you."






Sean cupped her face between his hands, his eyes growing soft. "I know. Trust me, I know. I could see it in your face everyday I touched her or talked to her." He tilted his head sideways about an inch, studying her. "It hurt me to see you that way. But I needed the distraction more..." He pressed his lips to hers tenderly, cutting off any reply she was about to say.

"Please don't let other girls take you away from me..." she whispered desperately against his lips. "You're mine.." She pulled him closer and kissed him passionately and slowly, savoring the taste of his lips as if it might be the last time she could taste them.

"Never." He whispered the one word between their kiss, then he crushed his lips back into hers. He slowly ran his fingers through her hair, burying them into her thick locks, as to show her he wasn't going anywhere. His passion almost lit the room on fire.

"Good," she whispered with a satisfied smile. She then rested her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes and enjoying the feel of his arms around her, how safe and protected it made her feel. "Would you carry me again like you did when I was little?" She smiled at the memory of him carrying her around the house all day because she had a twisted ankle.

Sean smiled as the memory of him, lifting her up and carrying her around the house in the bridal position all day, came to his mind. "Sure, angel." He then stood up off the couch, and plucked her up from the cushion like she weighed as much as a feather. One arm supported under her knees, and the other across her upper back.

Her face nuzzled into the hollow of his neck, and she breathed in his familiar scent. His scent was the only thing she wanted to smell. His arms were the only things she wanted to feel around her. She closed her eyes and clung tightly to him, stifling a yawn. "What time is it?" she asked sleepily.

His arms tightened around her body, bringing her in closer to his chest. "It's almost 10 o'clock." He pressed his lips to her cheek, as he walked towards his bedroom.

She sighed. "You have work tomorrow, don't you?" She looked up at him with a sad expression.

He had totally forgotten about work tomorrow. "How about I lay out tomorrow? But only for tomorrow." He walked through his bedroom door. Once he had his knees braced against the edge of his bed, he gently placed her on the sheets and pillows.

"Really? But don't you need the pay?" She pulled him close to her and snuggled against him, resting her head on his chest.

"I do. We do. But we can manage I promise." He smiled down at her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders.

"Alright. But what about school? Are you sure you're letting me skip again?" She ran her fingers down his chest slowly, mesmerized by his chest muscles and abs.

"No I'm not sure, actually." He almost shivered at her touch, but he kept cool and answered her question as serious as he could. "I want you to have the best in life, Saf. But I'm trying to cut you some slack. Unlike mom and dad." Their parents had been really strict about both of them going to school. They had to get up almost every morning, sick or not.






Sean smiled as he got a brief glance at her screen. "Jeez. Can she not take a hint or something?"

Saf put her phone on the nightstand with a sigh. "I just told her I'm sick." She curled back into Sean's arms. "I put it on silent. I'm really sleepy."

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Sean always knew that his sister loved MLP. It was one of her favorites on TV. So he stifled a smart comment, and ate his noodles and chicken in silence, as he watched the tv.