It's Just Pretend ✔️

Chapter 28

"We'll go to your house afterward" I lead him into my room where my suitcases were opened up on the bed. "By the way can I bring Rajah this time?" I ask and he nods.

"You're going to have to tell me what to pack, I've never gone on such a long trip" he mumbles. "Of course, I told you I would help- so I'm going to help" I smile.

"Why are we doing this so far in advance though?" He questions and I opened my closet up. "So they will get our clothes there in advance. Then they'll put them away in the hotel as well and we don't have to do as much work and if for some reason our clothes get lost we'll have time to find them" I explain.

"Okay- you're so prepared" he chuckles joining me on my side. "Trust me I've learned from experience" I sigh remembering all the times I've had to deal with losing clothes.

"So how many shirts?" He asked looking through all of mine. "Like twenty" I answer. He goes wide-eyed looking at me. "Really!? That much!?" Damien coughs and I nod. "We're going to be there for almost three weeks" I remind him.

"I'm going to need more suitcases" he groans and I smirk going back to looking. "I have some more you can use" I motion behind me knowing they were in some sort of closet, somewhere.

"Darling, I don't know how you're going to want to dress" he sighs and I laugh turning back to him. "This is supposed to be fun. Not stressful. Just have fun. Grab a shirt show it to me and I'll say yes or no" I swing his hand back and forth as he nods.

I go back to looking when he pulls out a t-shirt. "I feel like you would wear this" a pale orange button-up. "Yes, I would" I chuckle nodding back towards the suitcases. "Are we putting hangers in or..." he trails off and I take a minute to think it through.

"Yeah bring hangers, I don't know if they'll have any" I whisper turing back to give him four more shirts. He takes them throwing the fabric onto the suitcase.

"Sorry Rajah" he mumbles lifting the shirts to reveal my cat who sleeps everywhere. He gently grabs him and sets him on one of my pillows. "Do you think this will look good on me?" I ask actually having fun with this.

"Everything looks good on you" he smiles and I shake my head but bring the shirt over anyways. Setting it into my suitcase he goes back to fumbling through shirts. "Do you want long sleeves too?" He pries and I nod, before realizing he wasn't looking.

"Yes, just a few" I tell him, making him hum to himself before pulling one out. It was black with a checkered front and a rose on the upper right chest. "You would look good with this- very relaxed looking" he cheers and I nod grabbing a few more shirts to bring over.

"Is it getting easier now?" I ask playing with the ends of his hair as he continued to look through my shirts. "Yes, much easier" he smiles. I step back watching his hair slipping out of my fingers.

"Darling?" His voice snaps me out of my thoughts. "Hmm?" I answer looking at him. "I was wondering if you liked this one? You seemed to be zoning out. Are you not feeling well?" He questions me and I smile.

"Very sick" his smile drops at these words and he grows worried, quickly going to put the shirts down with the others. "Why didn't you tell me- is it bad?! Should I call your parents or take you to the doctors!?" He asks cupping my cheek. His thumb rubbing under my eye.

"Damien calm down- my cheesy line isn't going to be funny anymore if you keep freaking out" I complain. "What?" He asks and I go back to the shirts. "I was going to say lovesick" I laugh and he groans coming over to hug me.

"At least I know you're worried about my well-being" I chuckle and he just groans again putting his forehead on the back of my shoulder. "Of course I am" he mumbles. I spin around, kissing the top of his head and he followed me back to the bed.

"Okay onto pants" I clap my hands together going to the drawers. "You know I'm also sick then" he smiles and I turn around patting his cheek. "You are absolutely adorable" I chuckle and he smiles wide.

I puff out my bottom lip definitely in love with this adorable thing. "Stop being so cute" I huff and he bites the corner of his lip trying to change his face. "Such a softie" I whisper going back to play with his hair. "No- I'm scary" I give him an 'are you serious look' and he goes back to his stern face.

"You can be scary looking sometimes but you wouldn't hurt a fly" I remind him poking his chest. "Find me a fly and a fly swatter" he grumbles. "You do it yourself" I eye him and he nods going for the door.

I quickly hit him on the butt and I get a shocked and flustered look. He opens his mouth but doesn't say anything before turning to leave. I go to my pants packing things away. "Rajah if you don't stay out of my suitcases I'm going to zip you in there" I tap his side and he sits up giving me a disgusted look.

"I'm so sorry did I hurt your feelings" I mock and he lays back down. I sigh and pick him up making him stretch out. Setting the cat on the floor, I turn back to my drawers groaning as Rajah jumps back onto the bed.

"Found it!" Damien shouts overjoyed as I look back at my cat confused. "I didn't even know we had a fly swatter" I chuckle quickly giving my cat a glare finding him in another suitcase.

Damien comes in and I move my cat out of the suitcase before suddenly getting swatted in the butt. I let out a very not manly yelp before turning to look at him.

"Heh" he looks away embarrassed as I look him up and down. "Do I look like a fly?" I huff and he shakes his head. "It's payback... because I'm mean and scary" he grumbles.

"Give me the fly swatter" I grab for it but he moves it out of my reach. This process was repeated multiple times before I stepped back trying to think. He gave me a smirk thinking that he was asserting some sort of dominance... even if it was just a fly swatter it pissed me off. I'm way too competitive.

"Come on teddy bear hand over the weapon" I coo and he shakes his head moving it to his other hand. "No. The first reason, you called me teddy bear. Second, you called it a weapon. Which means you're going to beat me" he thinks it through and I roll my eyes.

Stepping closer I reach for it again. He just moves it behind him and I snake my hands around his back only making him move it again. Instead of going for it, I moved my hands to his ass squeezing it.

"Zach!" He shouts moving a hand to grab mine off of him. He was even more embarrassed and I quickly ripped the fly swatter out of his hands. Once he finally calmed down he realized that he no longer had the weapon.

I smirk smacking it on my hand as he quickly speed walks out of the room. I run after and he goes into the living room using the couch as something to run around.  Every time I went to the other side he just went the other way and it started getting nerve-racking.

Finally I just chased after him completely and he ran down another hall. By the time I made it over, the hall was empty and I sighed walking down it slowly. I saw an open door and assumed he went in there so I ran forward only for another door to open.

I go wide-eyed but wasn't able to stop myself as he yanked me into the guest room. "You tricked me!" I shout, listening to his laugh. We both fall to the floor me on top of him.

I throw the fly swatter under the bed hoping he didn't see it before turning onto my stomach, laughing. "Are you okay?" I ask checking his head and back.

He just continued to laugh before finally I get off of him and he sits up. "Your face- you were terrified" he practically cackles.

"Shut up"