After Effects

Chapter 60. - Rosey Bed

A/N

I love how much this girl looks like Tuva from this angle. Also I got a concussion and i might have fried my computer battery so i had to buy a new one so that's why this chapter was a decade late.

And i know I'm just a small irrelevant author but I am so distraught about the election results. The fact some people vote against health care and love is absolutely mind blowing to me and it's going to bite so many in the butt - including Trump supporters. If you do support Trump - whether you voted or not - I am going to tell you to get off my page. No, you're not welcome here and no, it doesn't matter that you don't even live in America. You're voting and supporting violence and death and emotional as well as physical pain. You are not welcome here and you are not a good person. Good people don't support bad people.

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It wasn't supposed to be a late night and for many it weren't. By the time it had gone dark (which was about 21.30 o'clock) everyone who was part of tomorrow's finale had gone home. Bojan had used most of the night with Jere and i'd gone around with Nace quite a lot.

Even though Nace was rather new he was still as much a part of the band as any of us. I wanted to spend more time with him just the two of us and tonight fell quite convenient for us both. We'd just been chatting. I told him some stories from when Jan, Kris, Bojan and I were younger. I told him about the time Jan broke his ankle at one of Bojan's parties and about the time Bojan fell asleep hovered over the toilet, drunker than an alcoholic. I told him some personal ones too and he told me some stories in return. Apparently the reason he didn't drink had a very different reasoning than i thought.

I walked home with a group. Mae, Bojan, Nace, Jure, Elen, Teya and Iru. Some where still at the after party though a small number.

I unlocked our door and Bojan opened it, both still laughing. We'd been laughing about something i didn't even remember now and we'd just been adding onto the joke as we went. I seriously needed to lay down soon if i didn't stop laughing. My stomach and chest was hurting by now and it was hard to breath.

"Oh god! Seriously you made me think you were gay for a second there." I laughed and threw my bag into it's designated corner.

"You didn't know? Oh honey, there's something i've been meaning to talk to you about." He laughed while closing the door. I  went into the bathroom and began taking off my jewelry. There was nothing like the feeling of taking off all your jewelry and makeup after a long day and believe me this day had been long.

"Shut up." I playfully pushed him and i could see him laugh to himself in the mirror. He gave me a little peck on the cheek before leaving the room. I followed him out shortly after to find him standing in front of the big body mirror, unwinding himself after the busy day. I wrapped my arms around his waist and hid my nose in his shoulder, his cologne seeping into my nostrils. I placed small kisses on him that i doubt he could even feel. A warm smile spread across his face when he saw our reflection in the mirror.

"Get to bed you idiot."

"Mmm no." I pretended to think about it and placed my chin on his shoulder.

"You look like a zombie."

"Mmm no."

"Mmm yes." He turned around and picked me up under my butt, arms hugging my legs. I laughed and tried to protest, playfully hitting him, however he threw me on the bed, quite enjoying being manhandled if i had to be honest.

"Join me." I threw my arms over my head and bend a knee, arched my back a bit so my chest stood out. God this corset made my breasts look so good. I should give our designer an extra thanks. I caught Bojan stealing glances all day, licking his lips.