"You really get on my nerves, Sunshine." I stare her down, watching as her lips curl into a smile.
Carson brings her hand to my own. "But you like that, don't you Ian?"
"You're lucky I do."
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Killian sees others as an interference in his life...
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Sunday, December 25th
For the past two nights, I've been staying over at Killian's apartment for a bit of an extended sleepover. Not having anyone in my dorm room is lonely, and I'd rather not talk to the wall for the entirety of winter break.
When I asked the first night if I could stay the night, Killian acted like I was a burden. However, if I tried to sleep in the guest room, he'd throw a fit, saying that I should sleep in his room. I've denied the offer for these past few days, making the guest room my temporary space. Surprisingly, he didn't fight back and has kept to himself, even if it wasn't ideal in his eyes.
This morning, as I woke up, I found that what once was my pillow is now an arm. Another arm is wrapped gently around my waist, where it keeps me locked in place against a warm body. I try to escape his grasp, but Killian doesn't falter, not allowing me more than two inches away from him.
"Ian, I know you're awake," I say, amidst my struggling.
"I'm not." That low morning voice comes from behind me.
For a moment, he lifts the arm around me to adjust his position, and I use the time to try and slide off the bed. But his large hand moves right back onto my stomach, just below my breasts, where he so easily pulls me back.
Now, no longer tense, I give up on my attempts to leave. So, in defeat, I spin around to face him.
His hair falls carelessly onto his face, and his lips are slightly parted, where soft breaths leave them. I place a hand on his cheek, caressing just under his eyes with my thumb.
"Merry Christmas," I whisper.
Those honey-brown eyes of his flutter open, and the bed sheets rustle as he moves towards me to plant a small kiss on my lips. A dimpled smile forms on his face when he pulls away, and I bite down on my bottom lip.
I run my fingers through his hair. "We need to start getting ready to head over."
"Just a few more minutes, hm?" Killian says with a hand on my lower back.
I roll my eyes at his defiance to get up, but it's not long before I smirk at an idea. With my hands, I push down on his chest, forcing him to lay down on his back. His eyes are finally wide open when he sees that I'm now sitting on his pelvis.
Killian's hands find their way to my waist as I lean down to his face. I brush pieces of my hair back behind my ear as I get closer. He lifts his head up, impatient to kiss me, but I pause where I am.
"There, now you're awake." I slide off of him, looking back as he stares at me, shellshocked.
He calls after me as I grab my change of clothes and head into the bathroom. He doesn't follow however, and he keeps his distance. I keep the door open just a crack to let steam escape. Just before I turn the water to the shower on, I hear him leaving the room, perhaps to do the same as me.
