Two of a Kind (Vance Hopper)

Chapter 16

     He stared at her at her for a moment, debating if he had lost his mind for a second. He looked at the spot beside her before looking back at her face which held a smirk. Was she serious? Two days ago he couldn't even touch her, and now she wanted him to lay in the bed with her. What the actual fuck was she on. He raised an eyebrow at her, causing her smirk to grow into a full blown grin. "You're fucking with me," he stated, trying to figure her out. She was confusing and complicated, it was hard to figure her out.

     She enjoyed how she could make him hesitate, how she seemed to baffle him constantly. It was very entertaining for her. She shook her head no, showing she wasn't messing around this time and that she was serious, which she was in this case. She really didn't want him sleeping in the chair. She could deal with him laying beside her, she trusted him. He seemed to truly care about her, enough to be willing to stay at her house to make sure she didn't die, and not many people would do that for her.

     "Hurry the fuck up, and get in bed," she said, rolling her eyes for dramatic effect. He shook his head and held up a finger, signaling he needed a moment before he did so. He walked over to his dresser and pulled out a pair of grey sweatpants before he headed to the bathroom to change. He usually wouldn't even bother with the sweatpants, but he would at least while they would be sharing a bed. He quickly changed and walked back into the room, shirtless to Kitt's surprise. She blushed at the sight and quickly looked away, hoping he hadn't noticed.

     He had, and he had taken great pride in it as well. To know he was the one to make her cheeks turn bright red felt amazing. He gave one of his signature smirks as he moved to his side of the bed, leaning back on his headboard as he watched her. "Hey, uh you got a little bit of red on your cheeks there. You good?" He teased, grinning as he watched the tips of her ears turn red. He raised his eyebrows at her she she nodded, knowing she was lying.

     She laid down on her side, throwing the blanket over her as she tried to calm herself. She was so embarrassed and this dick had to tease her about it. "You're an asshole," she complained, trying her best not to pout at his teasing as she continued to face away from him. He grinned in response and nodded in agreement.

     "Yea, but I'm your favorite asshole," he replied, smiling as he heard her huff, almost like she didn't want to admit it. She knew he was right too, and that she couldn't even fight it. She hesitated a moment longer before nodding once more which earned a soft laugh from Vance.

     He looked over at her and bit his lip, wondering just how lucky he was to be sharing a bed with her. "So, when are you going to look at me? Hm?" He asked, having way too much fun picking at her. He poked her gently, trying not to hit any bruises or wounds. She rolled her eyes at his antics, wondering just how a guy like him ended up being her favorite person in this town. What luck did she have to attract his attention? Huh?

     "When are you going to cover up? Hm?" She teased back, earning a huff from the boy. He sighed and got up, grabbing a t-shirt from one of his drawers and throwing it on quickly. Once she heard the drawer being opened she knew he was covering himself and she turned to grin at him. "Awe, for me?" She teased, causing him to roll his eyes at her. Little did she know that he would do almost anything she asked of him. He knew he had it bad for the girl. It was almost pathetic in his eyes.

     "Shut the fuck up and go to sleep, idiot," he grumbled, a smirk still on his face to let her know he was only teasing her. She rolled her eyes and pulled the blanket up over her shoulder as he crawled into bed beside her. "You know I'm going to overheat and die like this right? Is my death worth it to you?" He asked her, purposefully being dramatic. His statement earned a small laugh from the redhead beside him. She turned towards him and flicked his forehead, an action he constantly did to her.

     "I think you'll be okay," she assured, smiling at him. She saw his smirk and gave a small laugh. She hesitated for a moment, thinking about how everything could have been different had she not gone to the Grab N' Go that day. She settled down for bed and reached out to grab his hand gently, shocking him. She gave it a gentle squeeze, a silent way of thanking him for everything he had done for her. "Goodnight, Pinball Boy," she whispered softly.

     He smiled softly, something he almost never did, and squeezed her hand back. "Goodnight Kitt," he mumbled before he settled in for the night, making sure he didn't drop her hand as he fell asleep peacefully. She followed soon after, exhausted from everything that she had been going through.

     Surprisingly, Vance woke up first, shifting slightly as he slowly came too. He yawned as he moved to sit up, but he realized that his arm was draped over something, or someone. He opened his eyes, blinking multiple times to actually wake up and take in the scene in front of him and what he saw had shocked him. Laying there in his arms was Kitt, pressed to his chest and still asleep. After the shock of the situation wore off, he grinned the biggest grin he had ever done. He bit his lip to contain his smile as he looked down at the small girl in his hold. God, he knew it was bad before, but waking up to this just made his day.

     He didn't dare move because he didn't know if he would ever get another moment like this. He knew she was really iffy about touching, and he understood part of the reason why, so he wouldn't be surprised if she was angry at him when she woke up. In his eyes, it would be well worth it though. He laid there with her for about thirty minutes when he felt her start to shift. He hesitated as she woke up, waiting for her to realize what was going on.

     She groaned softly as she fully came too, her body aching 10 times worse today. She felt warm though, and very comfortable. She moved closer to the heat, not exactly wanting to face the world yet. She stayed like that for a few moments before she remembered that Vance had stayed the night with her. She rubbed her eyes gently before she opened them to find the blonde male was holding her. She hesitated for a moment, trying to find out how she felt about the situation. She wasn't mad at the situation, and she had never felt more comfortable while sleeping, so she guessed she was okay with it. But she was only okay with it because it was Vance and the effect he had on her.