when slash wakes up the next morning to see ravens body, limp with sleep, in his arms, he knows he's fucked. i mean, lets be real, he's been fucked since she kissed his cheek when they were twelve (and probably long before that) but now... he's so fucked he cant even stand to look at himself in the mirror.
but last night was one of the final nails in his coffin. he knows he laid on the couch for three hours unable to sleep for whatever unknown reason. he knows that he thought it was mick, izzy, and duff's snoring that kept him awake. he remembers getting up and checking all the guest rooms and standing outside ravens door, contemplating if this was even an option. he remembers walking in and having to start counting the current lineup for the atlana braves because she wasnt wearing a bra and her tank top was barely keeping her all the way covered. he knows he laid beside her after basically blackmailing her into agreeing, awkwardly albeit, but at least now it was somewhat quiet. and finally, he knows that he was only able to fall asleep after pulling raven into him.
when slash was younger and first felt that weird feeling for raven, he explained it to himself as a 'butterfly made of fire.' when she stopped being his friend, he taught himself to hate feeling that way. now he feels like he's growing to love it.
well... love is a strong word. like is probably better for now.
for now? what the fuck?
he's well aware that he's enjoying the way holding her makes him feel. he decides he'll let himself enjoy having her this way while she lets him.
he looks down at her, admiring her sleeping figure. raven has turned onto her back, as thats how she's always slept, but his arms still under her head. her lips are slightly parted and for once, she looks completely at peace. one of her hands was holding his and the other was folded above her head.
tommy's words ring in his mind, the painful truth finally hitting him. he knows that tommy obviously had not been serious after the conversation was over. but every other guy, probably millions at this point, are very serious about wanting to date raven.
he thinks that there is nobody deserving enough to be able to see raven the way he's seeing her right now. he knows that he certainly doesnt. but he's still thanking the heavens he gets to.
he starts counting the tiny brown freckles across her cheeks and he's completely content until ravens door opens and duff walks in, announcing something quite loudly. "yo rav! we want- oh fuck, my bad," he cuts himself off as soon as he sees raven asleep and slash next to her.
"no, go away fucker," slash whispers loudly when duff takes another step into the room.
"oh no no no no, how long has this been going on?" he juts his hip out, putting a hand on it while he does so.
"theres nothing going on so get the fuck out, dude," he cusses again, trying not to be too loud in order to keep the girl from waking up.
steven, meaning to have been following duff, comes up quieter than his bandmate but upon seeing the confrontation, he tiptoes back down stairs to report to the group and grab the camera.
when he comes back, he barley hears the tail end of duffs conversation. "whatever man, were going. you want anything? or your girlfriend?"
"no, im going back to sleep," slash sighs.
duff walks out but stops when he sees steven. he hushes him with a finger to his lips a peaks the camera around the half open door and snaps a photo. thankfully, slash does not notice.
he cant even bring himself to care anymore when he falls back asleep, head leaning against her shoulder.
when slash wakes up for the second and final time, he notices that he is now further down on the bed than raven. her arm is wrapped around his shoulders, both his around her waist with his head between her boobs.
he's aware she's awake when she sighs and re-adjusts her hand tangled in his hair. he's a bit embarrassed by the position he's woken up in but he squeezes her waist once more before pulling his arms away and rolling onto his stomach to rub the sleep out of his eyes.
"thank fuck, your awake. im starving," raven laughs softly, voice still rough with sleep as she had yet to speak at all.
he lays back down, turning his head to look up at her. she's leaning her temple on her fist, holding herself up on her elbow. "why didn't you get up?"
she shrugs, eyes flickering to his lips before they go back to his eyes. "your were pretty comfortable. and besides, you seemed like you've been needing the sleep lately i guess."
he nods. one hand finds her waist, effortlessly slipping back into its previous position and pulls her back closer as he regains his wits. "so did you. i woke up earlier," he tells her.
raven blushes and moves her arms so now she's the one that has to look up at him. his other arm, not around her waist, now holds him up on an elbow while she's flush with the pillow behind her head.
they state at each other for a few long seconds before slash begins to lean in. ravens eyes fall shut as his breath hits her lips and she parts them in response.
but, the door opens again, causing both of them to jump apart so drastically, that slash even falls off the bed.
"what the fuck?" flora asks, putting her hands on her hips as she speaks around the bacon in her mouth. "get the fuck up, i just wanted to go to dennys."
