Late Night P1 | Rough Draft | fin

New Driver 🔞

"Good morning, beautiful."
Jake peppers your forehead with kisses upon the first sign of your waking.

You groan as you stretch out completely, which is rather hard to do when he hogs the bed with his Avatar.

He grabs your hand when it's mid-air, and takes it upon himself to bring it down; wrap your palm around his own neck.

"Why are you so pushy today?" You yawn out. "I'm not complaining but-"

"You forgot, didn't you?"

Your eyes shoot open as he's suddenly inches from your face.

"Oh, fuck."

"Exactly what I thought." He laughs.
"Come on, get up and we'll go. They're all waiting."

"Waiting?" You half-panic as you throw yourself out of bed. "- Why didn't you wake me?"

"I wanted you to get as much rest as you could." He lightly remarks.
"It takes a lot out of you the first time you link."

You mock his words in a high-pitched tone like a child, simply picking on him while you're trying to slip on a pair of shorts in a hurry.

He abruptly stops you after you get a shirt on, his hand pressing to your clavicle.
"Do that one more time, and I'll make sure you never link again."

You don't even cater to it this time, turning to face him.
"Can we flirt later? I'm in a hurry."

He smiles while rolling his eyes at your enthusiasm.

"What? I thought this day was years off, Jake! I'm excited!"

He hums an agreeing tone back, and before you're even halfway down the hallway (running, of course-) he scoops you up without hesitation and keeps you from causing chaos in the building.

"You're gonna knock something over, you know?"

"You mean like you did to me last year?"

He has to ponder for a moment.. vaguely remembering when you remind him of all the files he scattered.
"Shush you. At least I didn't spill chemicals my first day in the office."

well.... Okay, You can't even deny that.

Jake was rather on edge that night, returning to the office a bit later than usual. It caught him off guard with hearing the sound of someone rustling around in one of the desks.

Norm, Max, and the others had already left and tucked in for the night.. so he assumed he would have it to himself.

Sure, it's not easy for a nearly nine foot fall person to sneak in unnoticed, but somehow he managed it.

He notices someone crouched over, their face hidden from his view as they seem to be moving boxes of stuff around.

Parker, maybe?
It's possible it's one of his assistants snooping.

And if that's the case, he's got the time to be confrontational.

He only takes a few strides in, hovering over the person as they grab another box off a small desk-end trolly and place it on the desk.

"Who are you?" He asks, rather firm and to the point.

Holy shit.
You jump at the sound, completely unaware anyone else had been here. Nearly slipping in your attempt to turn around and face him.

Jump scares were your weakness, even when unintentional.

He sees you laying on the ground now as hes clearly startled you - much intent towards that - but only before he realized who you were.