Belated Fate (Elizabeth Olsen x Fem!Reader)

Chapter 27. Back to the real world

A/n: i'm out of my mini flop era😜 only had to complain about smth related to this story and it instantly got a place in #elizabetholsen tag after two months lmao, but anyway happy reading :)

Elizabeth's POV:

It's only the second morning when I find myself in a huge soft bed with Y/n, but it seems to me that this is the safest and most comfortable place I have ever been in. One of her arms is tightly wrapped around the thigh of my bent leg, and the second is placed on my neck, while she sleeps sweetly on my stomach with her mouth slightly open. I don't have any idea how we ended up in this position, but nevertheless I have no complaints, because it's certainly the view that I'd enjoy for the rest of my life.

Smiling to myself and running my fingers through her messy soft hair in an attempt to wake her up, I get absolutely no reaction, realizing that this girl's sleep probably couldn't be disturbed even by a bomb explosion. I would love us to stay in this weekend forever, but unfortunately it's impossible and I can only reassure myself that we will overcome all difficulties of the upcoming weeks together.

"Baby-y," my raspy voice fills the room as I start stroking her cheek, then her shoulders and the back of her head, tickling her neck with my fingers. She shifts a little on top of me, muttering something unintelligible under her breath and only turns her other cheek to me, changing the position of her head and refusing to open her eyes, squeezing my thigh even harder for a couple of seconds.

"It's time to get u-up," I decide to say something once again only to see her lazily open one eye and then close it, about to go back to sleep, grumbling something like "no".

"Ah, come on, sweetheart." I prop myself up on my elbows and gently tuck my hand into her hair, beginning to scratch her scalp with my nails, finally forcing her to fully open her eyes and take a sleepy look around the room.

"Why-y," she reluctantly releases my thigh from her grip and props her chin with both hands, staring at me with a look as if she is going to be tortured today.

"What?" I smile over her little pout and plaintive eyes, unable to resist the urge to press my lips against her warm forehead.

"Why do we have to get up? Can't we just stay here forever?" Her mouth immediately curves into a smile as soon as my lips touch her skin.

"As much as I would love to spend my life in this bed with you," I plant another kiss between her eyebrows, "we unfortunately don't live in the fairy tale".

"I don't like it," she responds on my little action with a couple of kisses on my neck, "but I know how we can make it better," she says and a playful smirk stretches across her lips as she straightens her back to sit on my waist.

"Trust me, honey," I immediately understand her hint and also sit up straight, moving her into my lap, "if we had time, I'd love to have some fun with you," my small kiss on her jaw interrupts my words, "but today is a busy day and we really have to get up," I say, once again meeting her pouting lips and a slightly dissatisfied huff.

"What exactly are our plans for today?" She wonders, wrapping her arms around my neck as I stroke her lower back through her thin nightie.

"Well, first we go to Boyd's to get my things, come back here and I'll put everything in place, then I definitely need to talk to my parents before they go to the police or something like that, because, believe me, they can. And then I'll tell my sisters everything in detail, if you don't mind." I finish the little explanation, fiddling with her clothes between my fingers, which doesn't go unnoticed by her.

"I don't mind, of course, if you're willing to let someone know about it," she replies, placing both hands on my cheeks, pulling me to her lips to finally give me a proper kiss. "And remember that I will always be with you no matter what, okay?"