Temporary Fix >> S.S. & A.A.

vi. Colossal Opportunity

COLOSSAL OPPORTUNITY

"I'm getting tired." Stiles yawns, stretching his arms out, still gazing at me though.

"Same." I agree before turning my body over to be lying on my back. Stiles is lying on his side next to me. He just looks at me. Looks at me lying on front of him. If we were a couple, this would be the perfect moment to kiss. But we aren't. And we probably will never be. It hurts but apparently it's just not meant to be. I catch Stiles constantly glancing at my lips, me doing the same to him without even realising it. I mean, he did say he needs to move on from Lydia. So, maybe...just maybe...we'll end up together. Oh stop it. Jade, you're being pathetic. Of course you aren't going to end up together. As perfect as this moment may seem, it's not going to happen. So just snap out of it.

I'm this close to beating my subconscious up. It's still happening. Glancing at each other. It just seems so perfect. So surreal.

"Do you want to go to sleep?" Stiles asks, somehow he's now closer to my body without me realising he's even moved.

"Sure." I can't help but blush for no reason at all. I just love him so much. No. Stop it. No.

All of a sudden, he wraps his arms around my relatively small body and lifts me up. He then places me in a position where my head is against his pillow. He sighs a smile before jumping off the bed and going over to his desk chair.

"What are you doing?" I ask, leaning up in his comfy bed.

"Going to sleep."

"In that? No, I'm not letting you sleep in a hella uncomfortable chair and me sleep in your bed. Nuh uh." I demand to him.

"Well, where else can I sleep?"

"In here! Come on, there's room for two dumbass."

He hesitates before placing his body in his bed next to me.

"Goodnight." I say, before reaching out to turn the lamp off.

"Goodnight." But, we don't close our eyes. We don't move a muscle. We just lie there. As if we are expecting one another to talk.

He suddenly sighs, a loud one at that. Moving closer to me in his bed, leaving only an inch of space between us. Slowly but smoothly, he gently takes hold of my body. Moving it so we are officially touching. I get the idea of what he is attempting to do and decide to give him some help. I place my head on his chest. Are we actually...cuddling? He wraps his arm around my back to keep me secure against him.

Yes. We are.

☻︎♥︎☺︎︎

The next morning is as if nothing had happened, which was true. Nothing had happened. Just some cuddling. And before I know it, I am in my bedroom getting dressed for the presumably long day ahead of me. I left Stiles' house after he woke up so I had time to get ready. Today, I've decided to wear a red skirt, which honestly, isn't worn very often, I pair it with a black vest top and a dark grey hoodie. Before I leave the house, I quickly put on my black lace up boots. Trying extremely hard not to make any creases whilst putting them on as they are brand new. Today seems different to any others, and not just because I'm wearing a skirt that hasn't been worn since the first day of freshman year. It might be because of what happened last night. But did anything actually happen?