One day after another

BBQ?

I felt my eyes slowly open as the arm around my stomach pulled me closer. The sun beamed through the cracks in the curtains and loud conversations were heard down the hall.

I rolled over to face the sleeping man in my bed. I moved some of the hair that was in his eyes behind his ear as he slowly started to wake.

"Good Morning" he whispers poorly.

A smile pulls at his lips as he starts stretching out. His hand lifted from my waist along with the blanket. I sat up slowly stretching my arms taking in a deep breath looking at my surroundings.

"Do you think they're back yet?" I ask

George let's out a maybe as he stands up from the bed. I turn to see what he's doing as I'm met with a shirtless George in only boxers. His back muscles toned along with his biceps.

I look away from the sight and press my legs together. There was a feeling between my legs that he had been causing a lot more recently. I take a deep breath in pushing all the feelings I had away.  I stood up opening the curtains looking at the street below us.

Pedestrians walked contently as birds flew above us. Turning around I grabbed a towel from my dresser along with clothes and headed towards the bathroom. I turned the knob and the sound of water hitting the floor of the tub filled the air.

I stood in the shower as the water hit my body. I felt off today but somewhat okay. Slowly I started rubbing my soap filled hands through my hair until the water took it all away.

Soon the conditioner was on my ends and I sat with my back pressed again the cold wall. The bathroom door was opened then closed as George came in taking a seat on the counter.

"You alright darling?" He asked

"Yeah just fine George...I'll be out in a few minutes" I say as I stand up.

I start rinsing my hair as the shower curtain is opened and I'm met with a undressed George. My eyes widened as he stepped in closing the curtain behind him.

"Is this okay?" he asks as his hand takes place on my cheek.

"Yeah" I mumble up at him.

His hands slowly wrap around my waist as I rest my head on his chest. I remember when we did this months ago, the first time we were dressed, the second time only one of us undressed, and now here we are.

This was different, it felt different. I rest my chin on his chest looking up at him. He was handsome, maybe even beautiful.

"What's on your mind?" He questions.

How do I answer. Do I say "You're on my mind. My life with you is all I think about at the moment. The things we could be doing right now instead of just standing here in the shower as the water hits our bodies is on my mind".

"Nothing" I say instead.

He lets out a "mhm" as he runs his hands through my tangled hair. Not all the soap is out so he rinses it for me. Then slowly drags his hand down my back as he washes my skin. Gentle as always.

I ran my hands through his hair as the water takes the soap off my body. Nothing could make George more attractive then how he looks right now. His hair slicked back from the water with small drops falling from his face.

We slowly inched closer to each other, our faces only inches apart. Slowly he closed the gap between us. His lips were soft and gentle, and I wanted more. I slowly tugged at the back of his hair as his hands gripped my hips.

He pulled me closer, my chest pressing against his. I missed this. I missed the way he felt. As time went on both of us deepening the kiss a knock was heard on the door.

Sirius telling us he was home and how we'd better get out before my father realized. He was a smart man and a kind one at that for not telling my dad.

Both of us quickly grabbed towels and got out of the shower. George opened the door looking both ways before running to the bedroom. I dried myself off and threw on the clothes I had grabbed. I wrapped my hair in the towel and walked to my bedroom.

The door was open and George sat on the bed as he put his socks on then slipping on a pair of slippers. I smiled to him as I walked to the dresser throwing my clothes into the hamper next to it.

"Knock knock" My father says as he enters the room.

I turn around with a smile and George stands up straightening out his pants. They give each other a small smile before my father pulls me into a hug.

"How are you feeling?" I ask.

"Just a bit tired but tomorrow we have plans so I need as much rest as possible" He says.

I look up at him questioning what we could be doing. He smiles to George as if he knows but both of us look clueless.

"So what is it thats happening?" George asks.

He walks next to me wrapping his arm around my shoulders. I lightly lean against him resting my head on his chest.

"Tomorrow your parents" He says looking at George "are having a picnic or even a BBQ as muggles may call it" he finishes smiling.

George and I look up at each other smiling. Not only for the fact that we'll be at the burrow but also because we know our friends will be there.

I am so sorry. I know this story doesn't have a lot of views anymore and it'll probably lose a decent amount because I've been so absent but I really haven't meant to be.  This chapter was short but it was also meant for a filler.

If you have any suggestions dont think twice about telling me i'd add anything. Again i'm so sorry for not updating sooner but i'm trying my best.

-C