Freckles

Christmas Eve

Fred and I didn't end up going back to the ball, it was pretty much over anyway. We went for a little walk around. Once it had started snowing we headed for inside since I was getting cold. I kept my hand in his the whole time, loving the feeling. The outside of me might have been cold but the inside was warm and full of butterflies.

We went back to my room together joking and laughing the whole way back. I opened the door and flopped down on my bed.

"There's no room for me on the bed with your poofy dress bug." He frowned as he slipped his jacket off.

"I should probably get changed."

"I wish you could wear this every day. You look so beautiful." He leaned over to place a kiss on my forehead. I grabbed his face and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. "For someone who was so scared to do that an hour ago you sure seem to like it."

"Now that I've done it I just want to do it all the time." I said honestly, blushing as the words came out. I got up to look for pajamas to change into and he sat down in my place.

"You'll never hear me complain love."

"I don't think I'm ready to do it in front of people though. I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry." He said pulling me towards him by my hand. He wrapped his arms around my waist and looked up to me. "I want you to feel comfortable and safe with me. I'll never make you do anything you don't want to."

"I appreciate that a lot Freddie."

"You can set the pace. I know that I'm a lot very quickly. I'm very affectionate, very clingy, and I don't know boundaries sometimes. You telling me what they are and you setting the pace will probably be best. Tell me what's okay and what isn't."

"Can I change into some pajamas first so I can be more comfortable?"

"Of course bug, go ahead." He let me go and I went into the bathroom to get changed into my coziest gray sweats and a large long sleeved shirt. Once I was done I went back out to find him in his red plaid pajama bottoms and a very similar long sleeved shirt.

"Where did you get your pajamas?"

"I left them in here when I came to get you. Obviously you didn't notice because you were too busy admiring how dashingly handsome I was."

"Still are." I mumbled but by the smile on his face I knew he heard me.

"You still think I'm handsome huh?"

"I always think you're handsome." I shrugged sitting beside him.

"Well I am always handsome. Now have you thought of some things that are okay and not? I want to know so I don't push anything or make you uncomfortable."

"In public I'm okay with everything we've been doing except kissing on the lips. I like the hand holding, the arm around each other, the hugs, the cheek and forehead kisses. I'm just not so comfortable yet expressing my feelings in front of people like that yet. Even in front of our friends I'm not sure I'm ready."

"Can I still kiss you when we're alone?"

"If I'm honest, I'd go mad if you didn't." I said pulling his face in for a peck.

"What else?"

"I really like cuddling and being close to you but I'm not ready for anything sex related right now. I don't want anyone to see me like that, I'm just too nervous."

"You don't have to explain that. You can make the moves for those kinds of things to happen when you're ready. I'll follow your lead love. Why are you crying?"