Professor Romanoff's Angel

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A/N: releasing this and the next episode tonight, for no reason in particular... yeah, enjoy.

Y/N's POV

I lay on her lap as she gently plays with my hair. Looking at her smile makes me feel so safe, like it's just me and her and the rest of the world isn't there. Her touch, god, every time our skin touches, it gets better and better. The sensation is everything I live for and more.

"How long is it until you graduate?" She speaks quietly,
"About 6 more months, and then I'm free." I reach up and hold her face, she smiles.
"And then we're free... to do whatever we want." She sips her champagne. I take another drink of mine,
"This is quite good, you know. Sandwich me."
"I'm glad you like it." She smiles and picks up another sandwich, she puts it in my mouth, I take a bite and then she sets it down.

"How did this even happen?" I look up at the sky,
"What do you mean?"
"Us." I say softly, "I honestly don't know what happened. I don't remember my life before you were in it."
"I've been teaching you for almost 3 years." She laughs,
"Yeah, but I mean, I don't remember what I used to do all day. Who did I spend time with? What did I actually even do?"
"You played video games... and you ordered things online and you ate takeaway." She looks in my eyes. How does she know that?
"How did you-"
"You told me, when I gave you your birthday gift."

She remembers that? I don't even remember saying it.
"And I remember when we showered together, and you told me that you'd always be with me." Her green eyes are glistening, they're beautiful, she's beautiful.
"Have I ever told you how stunning you are?"
"I don't think so." She keeps eye contact with me as she slowly tilts her head and leans into a kiss.
"Have I ever told you how much I love you?" She asks as she pulls away, but the sweet taste of her lingers... or maybe it's the champagne.
"I think you've mentioned it briefly." We both laugh.

"Have you talked to your parents since you moved out?" She asks,
"Nope. I never really thought about it. Neither of them reached out to me and they really haven't been whats on my mind lately."

Why do I need my mom when I've got my - no, no, I can absolutely not say that out loud... even if she called me a disobedient slut earlier. This is a cute, nice date. I shouldn't ruin it by getting overtly sexual, I should at least ease into and see how she reacts.

"What's up?" She looks at me with a confused expression,
"What?"
"You look like you're thinking." Her hand caresses the side of my face, I can't help but move into it.
"Yeah, it doesn't matter."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, it's nothing." I hug into her. "I love you."
"I love you." She speaks back.

With my head aligned with her stomach, I lift her shirt up and raspberry her bellybutton, of course. She moves back and jumps up.
"Okay, okay, okay." She says through laughter, "Why do you keep doing that? Tickling me or-"
"I like making you laugh." I state. I never really thought about it before but even with just one second of consideration, I know that I just want to see her smile, to hear her laugh.

"How much have you had?" She looks at my champagne glass and laughs,
"Like two glasses...and a bottle of beer." I smile, she picks me up. We've eaten most of the food and so she walks me over to the truck.
"I'm not drunk, you know."
"I know, I just want to get comfortable." She lays me down on the truck and hugs into me. "I want you to talk to me, tell me about yourself."
"About myself? I don't know." I hold her by the waist as she pulls one of the blankets over us.
"What do you want to do after University?"
"Uh..."
"You went to university and you don't know what you want to do?" She asks,
"I don't know. I had things I wanted to do, but as I got older, it seems like they aren't in the cards."

"Oh! There is something I want to try with you though."
She raises a brow,
"What?"
"Well... it doesn't sound great if I describe it. Do you trust me?" I ask, she smiles and nods. I direct her to lay back and I climb on top of her, I put my mouth softly to her collarbone, kissing gently. And then, after a few more kisses, I lick up her neck from her collarbone to her chin. Her head leans back as I do so. She then pushes her mouth against mine, pulling me in with her amazing taste. Her tongue meets mine and she holds me tightly while we kiss.

She puts her hands on my chest and gently pushes me away,
"What made you think of that?" She smiles,
"I saw it in a video and I thought it was hot..."
"A video?" She laughs, "You mean porn."
"No, it wasn't porn. It was just a video."
"Right." She pushes me off her.
"I'm not lying!" I lay next to her.
"Okay... well whether it was or not, you don't need that anymore, cause you've got me."

"Can you sleep outdoors?" She asks, changing the pace extremely,
"I think so, why?"
"Well, I want to stay the night here. But we can go back if you want."
"No, no. I'd like to stay here with you." I turn to her and smile before looking up at the stars, she snuggles into me and lays on my chest.
"You know your collection?" She says, "Like, of things I gave you?"
"Yeah?"
"Why don't we add a few more things?" She reaches behind her until she finds a Polaroid camera.
"Yes, please." She snaps a few photos. The first, her laying on my chest. The second, her kissing my cheek. The third, a lovely little peck on the lips.
She hands them to me once they develop fully.
"Keep them safe, Angel."

Angel.
That's a new one. It's been exclusively darling, honey and baby up until now. I like it, but I'm not exactly sure if it suits me.

"Angel?" I repeat.
"Uh huh." She brushes some hair behind my ear, "My Guardian Angel. Always there to watch over me and protect me."
"And punch aggressive men with anger-management issues." I chime in, following the same sing-song pattern as she spoke.
"Lucifer was an Angel too, once." She smiles,
"Oh, wow." I return the smile, she clearly thought about it before she said it, which is pretty cute.

I'm her Guardian Angel.