Summer's night dream

Finale

Drake walked out of the shower and frowned at the empty room. Where was Lily? His eyes went to her dryer on the desk, he touched it and found it was still warm then scratched his head. He walked over to the dresser to pull a shirt out when he saw her standing in the doorway. Who was she talking to? Since he couldn't see anyone over her head he assumed it was Hana and walked over and put his hand on her shoulder.

"They made it back already?" He asked before his eyes fell on someone he wasn't expecting, "Kiara?"
"She wants to talk to you." Lily said turning around to smile up at him, "I'm gonna get dressed."

She lifted on her toes to kiss his cheek then slipped under his arm to leave him alone, shirtless and wet, with Kiara. Kiara looked the way he felt, like she was ready to crawl inside herself and roll away like a roly poly. He cleared his throat making her grimace before lifting her eyes to his.

"You need something?" He asked crossing his arms and letting the door rest against his shoulder.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know you and Lily were involved."
"Yeah, we are." He said not understanding what that had to do with anything, "We've been together all year."
Her face fell, "Oh... I found your notes. I... I guess I'm confused now more than anything."
"Notes?" He shook his head.
She held a piece of paper out to him, he took it and read his drunk scribbles with a sigh. He ran his hand down his face and crumpled the note up.

"Yeah, sorry about that. We- I was drunk and wanted to prank you. Lily decided on nice notes. She's too nice if you ask me." He rolled his eyes.
"Oh. So it wasn't..." she shook her head, "Je suis un idiot."
"What?"
"Nothing. Thank you for telling me. And I guess thank Lily for the kind words."
Drake nodded and rubbed his neck, "Sure thing. I gotta get ready now before she makes me wear a suit. See ya around."
"Oh. Okay, I'm sorry to bother you." She looked down and took another step back, "I'll see you at the next event I suppose."
"Yeah, sure." He drummed his fingers on the door, "Bye Kiara."
"Bye Drake."

He slipped back into his room and watched the door close. He shook his head and made his way back over to the bed where Lily already had a black t shirt laid out. He picked it up and put it on silently then sat on the bed to watch Lily finish getting ready. She stood in the bathroom humming while putting earrings in, the ones he gave her. He smiled lightly when the ring on her finger caught the light, he was glad the lady at that store cleaned it for him. He was also glad Hana knew what size Lily wore and was able to call them after he got Lily out of there. Hana had helped him so much to put an amazing proposal together and he ended up doing it half assed, wishy washy and as naked as a newborn. But she seemed to have loved it, she put him on the spot telling him to go ahead and give it to her. He had it set in his mind that she wouldn't want it yet, she would want a big romantic gesture or at least a little showboating. But of course she proved him wrong, as always, she was as happy in a towel in his room as she would have been on a boat in the water. That was just who Lily was, she didn't need big elaborate gestures, she just needed him. Knowing that took a lot of pressure off Drake, he didn't have to romance her to please her but he was still going to try. He would spend every day romancing her in small sweet gestures, he didn't have to pull out all the stops every time but he would on major events moving forward.

He tugged on the collar of his shirt and rolled his shoulders. After two weeks with no clothes his pants and shirt felt constricting but he wasn't the type of guy to join a nudist colony so he had to readjust to the fabric between his body and the world. He was thankful at least to have boxers on, those he did miss. He felt weird walking around with his balls swinging in the wind but he did make the House rule and of course she made him live by it since she had too. By the end of the two weeks he didn't care as much, she had done so much stuff to his balls in that time, her looking at them seemed the same as her looking at his elbow. Drake liked to think of himself as a very private person, there were things he did that no one knew about. Of course they knew he did, all humans shower and go to the bathroom and fart or blow their noses, but even Liam didn't know his bathroom schedule or had heard him let one rip since they were kids and took turns trying to see who could fart the loudest. Lily knew though, she knew his whole routine and didn't shy from it. That was part of what made him want to go ahead and give her the ring, to make his feelings known to the world. If she could handle being stuck in his room alone while he occupied the bathroom every day for an undetermined amount of time like clockwork, she could handle anything he threw at her. She never blinked or even complained about being left alone, she always grabbed a book or turned the Xbox on to occupy herself.