A Dazzling Trio

Chapter XXXIII: Time to Rest

AN: DISCLAIMER: I do NOT endorse overdrinking or other unhealthy binge habits or life choices. This chapter does include a lot of alcohol consumption, but please be moderate with your own life and take care of your health.

Chapter XXXIII: Time to Rest

Unlocking the front door, I shove my keys back into my bag with a small sigh. The door opens to a dark living room, making me realize just how long I've been out running errands today. The morning was spent working in the music studio to prepare it for my plans. By noon, I had to go over to make sure Rarity's designs were coming along as expected. Then I had to see if Pinkie Pie was done with the decorations. About an hour ago, I had to go over to Rainbow Dash's place to ask her for a favor as well. It wasn't so much a favor, actually. She is one of the few people without a role in this wedding. She isn't a bridesmaid, catering the food, or helping with the planning. So I figured I would ask her if she wanted to be the bouncer.

I honestly thought she would not like the role, but Dash was actually ecstatic about it. In her words, being a bouncer is twenty percent cooler than any bridesmaid. We won't even need a bouncer. I just wanted to give her something to make her feel included. From the way Rainbow Dash automatically started planning for what suit and sunglasses she is going to wear, I would say that worked tremendously.

Dropping my bag to the floor next to the coffee table, I can't help but sigh. Even with my magic, it is still tiring to be out of the house all day. I've been running errands for the past week, trying to make sure everything for this wedding is coming together. It feels like I barely have time here at home from how much work I'm doing and the preparations for my nuptials with Sunset. I wonder what Sunset is doing right now anyway... She's probably asleep, curled up in bed. I would tease her for being tired, but I am too. She's cute when she's tired anyway.

"She's cute all the time," I whisper to myself, slipping off my boots. I can't help but roll my eyes at the thoughts of all the work I've done in the past week. If I knew marriage was going to be so much work, I would have just put a ring on her finger and been done with it. The government doesn't classify you as next of kin unless you're married legally though. I guess that just gives me an excuse to wear a nice dress and have a little ego trip.

Slipping off my leather jacket, I rest it on the arm of the couch. I try to make a mental note to hang it up later, but whether I will remember that is up to my future self. Yawning, I slowly walk towards the stairs. A part of me thinks about checking up on Sonata and Aria right about now, but they're probably asleep too. Honestly, I wonder how they like it here... It's been one week and I haven't talked with them much about the whole living situation... I guess that's a conversation that can wait until morning. It doesn't stop my thoughts though.

Walking up the stairs, I take a deep breath, gently opening the bedroom door. Just like I predicted, I can see Sunset's frame on her side of the bed. A small smile creeps onto my face, closing the door as quietly as I can. I pull my socks off without making a sound. Sitting on my side, my shorts and tights come off a lot easier than I expected. Then again, my mind is getting progressively tired, so I'm probably having a hard time forming accurate expectations. Another yawn escapes my lips as I slip under the covers, trying to be as quiet as I can. There's no good in waking her up if she has gotten to sleep already.

Before I can take a breath, Sunset's body turns towards me, throwing her arm over me. At this point, the blanket is now all messed up with half her body outside of it. Her leg wraps around me as well, making me smile. I guess she isn't asleep.

"How was work?" a muffled voice asks me, sounding tired. She rests her head on my shoulder, pushing into my neck. Her breath tickles my skin lightly, but I don't mind. Her embrace just feels fresh after the day of errands. Her lips gently press against my neck, making butterflies swirl in my stomach. Despite getting my magic back and being a siren overall, she still has the ability to make my mind flutter.