Mitts (OLD VERSION)

14. The Banquet

"Jake, oh my god get up!" Jamie was shaking me awake.

"Five more minutes." I groaned.

He pulled my blanket off me and got up, "Jamie, c'mon I'm cold."

"Get up." He laughed, "We have twenty minutes."

"Fine." I groaned, sitting up.

"Oh." He looked at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Uh...you should look in a mirror."

"BENJAMIN!" I exclaimed.

"I didn't realize!" He exclaimed as I fumbled for my phone, pulling up my camera and confirming what I already knew.

There was a very visible hickey on my neck and several on my shoulders and upper chest, "We are playing in a nationally televised tournament this week. I'm going to kill you." I groaned.

"I'm sorry." He laughed.

"Are you laughing at me?" I asked, "I look like I was attacked by a vampire!"

"It's a little bit funny!" He couldn't stop laughing. And I was laughing now.

"I hate you." I groaned.

"I am sorry." He smiled.

"I know. But you're buying my breakfast to make it up." I stood up.

"Will do. Here." He handed me his old high school hoodie.

"The whole team is going to know now," I told him.

"Yeah, they are." He nodded, "Are you ok with that?"

I smiled up at him, "Yeah. Yeah, I am. Are you?"

"Yeah." He smiled, looking at me like I was the most amazing person in the world to him. I wasn't, but he still looked at me like that. Like I deserved so much more than I actually did.

I pulled him into a kiss. His hands threaded in my hair, holding the nape of my neck. I held his waist, pulling him closer to me and dropping his hoodie on the ground. We stayed like that for a while until he gently pulled back with a grin. We both grinned like idiots.

I grabbed his hoodie from where I dropped it and pulled it on, "Alright, brush your teeth so you can finish packing."

"Oh my god." I groaned.

The bathroom was empty when we walked in, I brushed my teeth quickly and took my meds then shoved my toiletry bag into my carry-on, "You are so not going to be able to bring that on. It's definitely too full for a carry-on." Jamie laughed.

"Is not. I'll make it work." I grinned.

"You're impossible." He rolled his eyes.

"And you have barely anything in your carry-on, so I can just put it into yours." I grinned.

He laughed and kissed me, "Idiot."

"You love it." I grinned.

"C'mon, Cal will kill us if we're late."

We headed downstairs to meet the team in the lobby. Cal looked at both of us and did a double take at my neck. She groaned and pulled me aside.

"Is it about the thing on my neck?" I asked.

"Yes. We will buy concealer in Austin to fix it." She looked at the hoodie I was wearing. It was like the dots connected, "Oh my god. Dammit, I owe Tombow like $20."

"Seriously?" I asked, "How does he keep winning money?"

"He bet you guys would get together before winter break, I said it would happen during." She groaned, "Dammit."