(#1) My Survey Dude

*66 / stay please

(go and grab your popcorn or your chicken wings. either will do xD)

| willow @ reese's apartment |

After class finished, we walked to Reese's place. I wasn't planning on staying for so long but he kind of persuaded me to.

"What are you doing?" I ask him, staring at the laptop screen.

We're sitting on his bed with me leaning against him and Reese trying to do some work.

"Looking for a job." He says, focusing intently on the screen.

"Why?"

"Because I need one."

"But we were gonna watch a movie." I say in annoyance.

We've been here for two hours straight and all we've done is some Chemistry homework, which by the way took us way over an hour because Reese was finding it a little too hard to keep his hands (and lips) to himself.

"Babe, I really need to find a job and then I need to save the application form and then we can watch a movie." Reese tells me exasperatedly.

His eyes meet mine and he smiles before leaning down and pressing his lips against mine. It's simple and sweet and lovely. I smile into the kiss and suddenly his lips vanish and I'm left pouting up at him.

"Stop distracting me." He complains.

"You're the one who kissed me." I roll my eyes.

"I can't believe I thought you were asleep last night. What the hell." Reese says all of a sudden.

I laugh.

"I didn't know what to say. You caught me completely off guard."

Reese continues searching for various different jobs and I'm left resting my head against his shoulder with my eyes closed.

It's so weird to think that Reese is my boyfriend. This is the same boy that used to piss me off so much that I genuinely wanted to strangle him. The same boy who stole my heart with his witty comments and full of nonsense phone calls.

When did I get so lucky?

"Baby, are you asleep?" Reese says quietly. He touches the ends of my hair and I smile.

"..."

"Okay, you're awake. Who the hell smiles in their sleep?" He laughs. And then all of a sudden he pinches my sides and I squeal.

"You idiot. Stop!" I laugh and shuffle away from him.

"Hey! Where are you going?" A hint of a smile plays across his lips as he reaches over and pulls me towards him.

I sigh.

"What do you want to watch?" He asks me as he switches on the TV.

"I don't mind."

I end up sitting between his legs, leaning against his chest as we watch The Purge on his TV. Reese insisted we watch a horror film even though I'm not really a fan of horror.

I don't voice my opinions though.

We're twenty minutes into the film and I know for a fact that I don't like it. I snuggle closer to his chest and feel his arms tighten around my waist. His thumbs brush the exposed skin on my waist making me feel light and tingly.

"You're not even watching it, babe." Reese says, catching me staring off into the distance.

"I-uh-" I begin but he cuts me off.

He makes me face him and now I'm sat in front of him with my knees brought up to my chin.

"You don't even like horror films, do you?"

"No, I do..." I trail off, knowing that Reese can somehow see straight through me.

"I smell bs." He says.

"Oh that's funny because I can't smell any bullshit."

He laughs and takes my hand.

"You could have just said you didn't want to watch it."

"Yeah but you were so excited to watch it."

"So what?"

He touches the spaces between my fingers, repeatedly and it's so distracting. His touch is light and feathery which makes it worse because it's so ticklish.

I shrug.

"Don't worry, I'll protect you if a murderer falls out the TV."

I gape at him.

"That's scary as fuck. Don't ever say that again."

Reese falls back on his bed, laughing insanely loudly. I kick his side and he grabs my foot. He pulls it and I end up falling on the bed, lying face up.

"You idiot."

We're both drowning ourselves in laughter and happiness.

A while later we end up laying beside eachother. He's slightly propped up on his elbow, looking down at me. I glance up at him and he looks tired.

"You're tired." I state and he answers a second too late with "No." which makes it obvious that he is knackered.

"I should go." I say, reaching up and touching his blonde/brown hair.

"No, stay please." He smiles and ends up burying his face in my neck. His lips brush against my throat and I want to die right there and then.

"Did you find a job?" I whisper whilst trying to remain sane.

"Mmh."

"Please tell me it isn't at another call centre."

Reese laughs against my neck and I close my eyes.

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(what's a better ship name? #RILLOW or #WEESE???)

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