A Dream Come True (R5 Fan Fic)

Christmas Morning Snuggle

This chapter is for R5girl4life. She has been a real help to me when I've had my doubts about this story. (And trust me there have been many). I would just like to say a huuuuuuge thank you to her. So, thank you Emily 💙

Kat's P.O.V.

I woke up, so excited. It was Christmas! I loved Christmas. Not because of the presents, but because of how it brings families closer. Even though I'm not with my actuall family, I feel like the Lynch's are my adoptive family. My second family, and I was excited to spend time with them this Christmas. I looked at the clock on Ross' bedside table and saw it was 6:37am. I always did this on Christmas. I woke up early then couldn't get back to sleep. Ross and Ryland were asleep still and I didn't want to wake them. I'd usually sneak into Ben's room and sit in bed with him, looking at funny photos or playing games on our phones together, until we woke Mum and Dad up.

I didn't know what to do until everyone was awake. I snuggled up to Ross and closed my eyes, trying to just relax until they all woke up. He moved around after a bit and I was worried I woke him. He grunted.
"Sorry, did I wake you?" I asked, not moving.
"Nah, I've been awake for a little while. I was watching you sleep until you woke up, then I closed my eyes again."
"Why?"
"I didn't want you to know I was awake and creepily watching you," he whispered.
"Yeah, you are a creep. Watching your girlfriend sleep when you're the first to wake in the morning." I giggled. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in tight.
"I love you." I loved it when he said that. It always made butterflies appear in my stomach. I tried not to say it too much. I felt the more I said it, the less it meant. He knew that's how I felt but it didn't stop him from saying it. I didn't mind if he said it, it's just when I said it. Besides he knew when I meant it. I got this look in my eye he told me.

*Saying "I love you"
Is not the words
I want to hear from you
It's not that I don't want you
Not to say
But if you only knew

How easy
It would be to
Show me how you feel
More than words
Is all you'd have to do
To make it real
Then you wouldn't
Have to say
That you love me
Cause I'd already know*

He sang quietly to me not waking Ry. I loved this song, because that's how I felt. That's why I didn't say 'I love you' often. Well that and I don't like being super emotional and touchy feely. Although Ross was slowly changing me, not on purpose, just his romantic personality was having an influence on me.
I might be slowly changing into more of a romantic, but I was still the dirty minded 17 year old I was before. My hands were resting on Ross' chest and I was getting a little bored just lying there. I slowly moved my hands down his body, feeling his muscles tense up. I moved my face so I could kiss his lips freely. His hands wandered down my back, stopping at my ass and grabbing it tight. I could feel him growing against my leg. It made me smile through the kiss and slide my hands down further to rest on his waist, right above his area. He pulled me in tighter and kissed me more hungrily.

I heard Ryland stir in his bed and pulled away. We looked and made sure he was still sleeping. He was. So I started kissing Ross' neck again. I could tell he was trying hard not to moan and wake his brother. I reached down and started to pull off my shirt. Ross stopped holding onto me and looked me in he eyes.
"What're you doing?" He asked. I didn't answer, I just started pulling his boxers down. He leant over to his bedside table and opened the bottom drawer. He sat back up with a disappointed look on his face.
"What?" I whispered.
"I don't have any left," he held up an empty condom box.
"Shit" I said realising it. He put the box back in the drawer as I thought. When he sat back up again I said to him, "It should be fine."
"What're you talking about?" He asked.
"We don't need one. My period just finished, so we should be fine." He raised his eyebrows at me, questioning me with a single look.
"You sure?" I double checked in my head.
"Yeah. I'm sure." He moved on me so fast, he must've wanted this as badly as I did. It's been about a week since we last slept together.