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Warnings: fear of planes? + a bit of sexy time
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* i love Odessa and don't care for your opinion if you have anything negative to say :) this is purely fictional and for the plot *
For context...
In this story Drew and Odessa dated throughout filming Hellraiser and after that for a few months too. The reader has been part of the friend group since the pandemic started to lift and met them through mutual friends. She was friends with Drew before, during and after he and Odessa dated but she realized her feelings fro him too late and said nothing about it. After half a hear of Drew being single they would both flirt here and there until they actually tried to be together. Odessa would be around the group since, naturally, she became close to them. Now they'd been dating for around 7 months in this.
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"Baby!" He calls out to me from downstairs, "you ready?"
I sigh, exhausted even though I had a full night sleep. "Yeah, I'll be down in a minute!" I yell back, grabbing a hoodie and pulling it over my string top. I put my shoes on and check the room, making sure we've got everything we need.
Right before I walk out I see Drew's phone charger still connected to the wall and shake my head. I grab it and head down with it in my hand, my bags already downstairs.
"Look what I found," I dangle it in the air and he raises his brows letting out a gasp.
"What would you do without me," I thin my eyes out, smiling as he takes it from my hands. His hand drapes around my waist and he places a small kiss on my temple, "Truly, I have no clue," he says against my hair.
"Come on.. don't wanna be late," he says, a pretty smile on his pretty face. How can he look so good so early in the morning? It's barely 7 am.
We both walk out the door and get into the black SUV, our bags already in the back.
We sit close as he makes small talk with the driver, talking about god knows what because I'm too tired to pay attention. Thankfully, he's a great pillow!
I lean on his shoulder and wrap my arms around one on his arms, pulling myself closer to him.
He smiles down at me, "you tired?" He speaks quietly, placing his warm hand on my thigh and I nod.
"You're not?"
"We got a full nights sleep, I'm alright," he says and I stay quiet, trying to fall asleep for as long as possible during to ride to the airport.
About half an hour later I'm lightly shaken awake, "Hey, we're here."
I open my eyes and sit up straight, looking out the window to realize we aren't where we're supposed to be at.
"Drew, this isn't the airport," I look over to him, probably looking like I just got ran over with my messy hair.
"Sure it is," he smiles and gets out of the car. What? I look around once more to see a small place that looks nothing like an airport. "Come on," he lends his hand out to me and I take it, stepping out to see that it is in fact an airport... but just not the one I'm used to.
"We're flying on that little thing?" I ask, my eyes probably bugging outside of my head while he is just smiling next to me, rather amused.
"It's called a private jet," he says simply.
"But.. What? I thought we were flying com-" I start but he cuts me off.
"Yeah but we changed our mind. Thought it'd be more fun to fly private," he grins.
