I'm not crazy (Scomiche)

Chapter 17

I must've slept the whole way back, because the next thing I knew, I was watching Scott open the driver's door and walk over to the passenger side. When he opened my door, he noticed my half open eyes. He didn't stop his actions though. "Shhh. Go back to sleep, it's okay." That was good. I didn't really want to move.

When I noticed he was going to try to lift me from the car seat, I crawled into his arms instead. It saved a lot of trouble for the both of us. He positioned me so My legs were wrapped around his waist, and my arms around his neck. My head rested on his shoulder. My eyelids fluttered shut, feeling like they weighed thousands of pounds. I was still conscious though.

I couldn't see where we were in the house, but I knew the layout well. So I knew we were on our way to the stairs. I snuggled into him further as we got to the first step. He continued to climb up the steps without my extra weight affecting him. 

His sent was indescribable. It was bold yet subtle, sweet yet strong. It was just all around comforting, and I wanted more of it. We reached the top of the stairs and he headed towards my room. Gently, he pried me off of his torso to set me on my bed. He pulled the covers over me, and I heard footsteps towards the door of my room. Even though my eyes were closed, I knew he was still there. 

I wanted him to do something. Anything. But nothing happend for another two minutes, he just ...stayed. Eventually, I heard a sigh and footsteps. The covers over me were pulled down a bit, then there was a dip in the bed beside me. I didn't move until I felt his arm around my stomach. I turned over into his chest and shared his heat. All of it was so nice, I never wanted it to end. 

He pulled back a bit, I assume to look at my face. Three of his soft fingers were tracing over my forehead, tucking my long hair behind my ear. He kissed the top of my head and it sent a warm chill throughout my body.  He finally pulled me back into his body. We snuggled a bit until we were both asleep. I loved being wrapped in his strong arms.

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I woke up to Scott still laying beside me. He looked hot while he slept. I was confused at first, sleep fogging the path of my train of thought. I promise I'm not being a creeper. When I clued in though, a smile nearly split my face in two. I imagined I looked pretty stupid. My eyes were half closed, my cheeks still rosy, a sloppy smile on my lips and let's not even mention my hair at this point. That thought was only an annoying itch in the back of my mind. Most of my brain was a record on repeat. Scott's sleeping in your bed. You guys just cuddled. Scott's sleeping in your bed. You guys just cuddled. Over and over. 

Scott sucked in a quick breath and jerked awake. He lifted his head, looked around the room, then met my gaze. "Good morning, babe. What are you staring at?" He slurred. I looked at my pillow from my position where I was on my stomach and blushed a deep red. I forgot I was staring. Busted!

"Oh. Uh- nothing." He laid his head on his hand and smiled his cocky smile at me. 

"What? Do I have messy hair?" He looked amused. He must've read me like a book; he knew exactly why I was staring at him. "Oh!" He said his voice laced with false concern. "Do you feel okay? Your cheeks are all red. I think you're burning up." His smile grew wider then. 

His fingers unexpectedly brushed my hair out of my eyes. He continued the trail down my cheek until his slender fingers hooked under my chin to force my eyes to meet his eyes. His amazing, captivating, calming, light blue eyes. "Yes?" I asked with as much sass as I could. He just kept staring at me. Like he was going to try to pop my head off my shoulders with the force.

"Have I ever told you how much I like your hair?" I was about to respond, but he kept going. "And your soft, pink lips? And your skin? How soft it is and its olive tone? And your deep, hazelnut coloured eyes? You really are just beautiful overall." Each word pushed me deeper into a blush.

"Thank you." I said quietly. He smiled and played with a strand of my hair. Just then, the phone started to ring. He hopped quickly out of the bed, leaving t feeling cold and empty. After a moment or so, I decided to go see what it was all about. When I walked into the kitchen, I saw Scott's pale face and so I gave him a curious look.

He looked back at me, but continued to talk to whomever was on the other line. "Yeah. Of course. We'll be there tomorrow then.... yeah. Bye." Then he hung up with a sigh and a worried demeanour. He had his hands on the counter and back towards me. When he turned back around, he was smiling. It was very clearly a false smile.

"What was that about? Are you okay? Where are we going tomorrow? Do you w-" I was cut off by his own words.

"So many questions. Calm down babe, everything's fine. You don't have to worry about it, let me do the worrying." He placed his hand on my hip and it felt like a warm, calming electrical wave shot through my body. I instinctively leaned into his touch, earning a small smile from him.  He leaned down and pecked my lips. "What do you want to do today?"

"Maybe we could just do nothing at all. Have a lazy day. Party in our pyjamas and watch TV... and maybe snuggle a little." I said the last part a bit quieter than the rest. We snuggled last night, but I wasn't sure he would be up for it now.

"Sounds like a plan to me!" He said nonchalantly. Then he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, erupting giggles from me. "God, your laugh is so cute." There I go, blushing again. This man!

We headed to the couch and he set me down on my feet in front of the seat. He sat down and I looked down at him. I wanted to ask if it was okay to sit on his lap, but I didn't want to push any limits. I stood there awkwardly, an internal feud bouncing around in my brain. He looked up and me for a brief second, and before I knew it, I was being roughly pulled onto his lap.

"There, better?" He reached for the remote and turned on the TV. When he set down the controller, he pulled on my shoulders so my back was against his chest. He started playing with my hair. It was a soothing action and it caused me to snuggle into him comfortably.

"Much."

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A/n: I hope you guys enjoyed this fluff. I also hope you guys are aware that this is the calm before the storm. Brace yourselves. As always, I am willing to take any suggestions you may have. Message me or post it in the comments below. Love you! Thank you for reading! Kiss kiss!   -LinesOfBlack