You get invited to work at the offices due to a coincidence of events and luck. Having met Barney as a child when you were on holiday, you always told each other that you would meet again some day, that happens when you meet him at a IHOP. You share...
I wake up with a huge headache, feeling like complete crap.
I roll over in the bed to see a naked Ross in front of me, I then spot that I'm also naked. I try to jump out of bed but the sudden movement makes my head spin. I crawl under the covers again, rethinking last night's shenanigans.
That was... quick. Gosh, alcohol is one son of a bitch.
I stretch out my arms and legs, kicking Ross. I freeze in panic as he wakes up, he slowly opens his eyes and looks at me. "Oh, Hi."
"Hey," I sheepishly smile. Ross grabs his glasses from off of the floor and his eyes scan over my body, I think about covering myself but I guess he saw everything last night... He then pulls the blankets up a little and looks down at himself, looking up at me in relisation.
"Shit... We... We did it?" Ross looks up at me, a mixture of emotions on his face display worry, fear, realisation and I swear a little bit of happiness flashes in his eyes. Littlebugger, I think to myself with a small smile.
"Yeah, we did. Did we use..." I trail off, letting Ross guess the end of my sentence.
"Judging by the fact it's still of my slonger, yeah." His strange words make me burst out laughing. "What's so funny?"
"Slonger? Oh my god." I continue to laugh.
"I just didn't want to say penis." Ross smirks slightly at the realisation of what he called his penis. "Would you prefer I called it my... Dongus?"
My head and stomach begin to hurt from laughing. "Stop making me laugh, my head kills."
- - -
We sit there for about an hour, waiting for our hangover to go.
I reach my hand over to Ross and I stroke his hair, watching a cute smile form on his face.
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(IGNORE THE ADAM :D )
"You're so beautiful, (Y/N)." I blush at Ross' compliment, he then pulls me in for a hug and we stay like that. I pluck his glasses off of his face and slide them on, my eyes slightly watering at the strength of them."(Y/N)?"
"Yeah?" I ask, trying to plait a piece of Ross' hair but I ultimately fail repeatedly. Ross pulls my face close to his for a kiss on the nose, taking his glasses back.
"Will you..."
What... What are you going to say Ross?
'...stop crushing my arm?" I quickly move off of his arm. "It's not that I don't like hugging you, it's just that I've now got pins and needles." He holds his arm up in the air, not letting it touch anything otherwise a shock of pain runs through his arm.
I thought he was going to say something else then, guess not.
"Will you go out with me?"
I look up a Ross happily, a huge smile exploding on my face. "Are you being serious?"
He nods happily.
"YES YES YES YES YES!" I shout, quickly wrapping my arms and leg, leaving my other one flopped on the bed, around him and hugging him. "I'm so happy."
"Me too. I was scared you would say no."
- - -
When the calling for food becomes too much, we clamber out of bed and make our way to the kitchen after pulling on any clothes we can find.
I spot on the clock that it's 5pm, holy crap. "We were very lazy today."
"Holy moly, yes we were." He laughs, searching through the multiple cupboards in an attempt to find something easy to cook. "I've got poptarts from the fifties, let's see if we die."
I take a packet from the box and eagerly open it, biting into one. They are slightly stale but not too bad. I check the box to see they're two years old, I guess no one likes the strawberry flavoured ones.
...and eww? Two years? I don't think they have even been living here for two years.
- - -
It's 5:20pm and we head out the house to go to the hospital to get the last check up.
We walk around holding hands, my foot seems absolutely fine so I walk normally now with a slight limp to avoid any ore injuries in case it hadn't healed properly yet.
After waiting another twenty or so minutes, we're taken to the doctor who checks my leg. All is good and the fracture has completely healed.
He takes the crutches off of me, takes myy medical wrap away and comments that my eating habits have improved.
- - -
We're watching television, me sitting on Ross' lap while he hugs me from behind, Max then bursts through the door at 7pm.
"Hey, hey! What's going on here then?" He jokes, raising his eyebrows at us.
"We're going out." Ross smirks, tightening his grip around my waist slightly.
"OH MY GOD I SHIP IT SO MUCH. YOU'RE SO CUTE TOGETHER." Max begins to freak out, running over to us and pulling us into a hug.
"Aww, thanks Max." I smile happily.
"Oh yeah, on a bad note, Ross. You need to come in tomorrow, I let you off because you were drunk and I was ticked off." Max crosses his arms angrily.
"Why were you ticked off?" I innocently ask, playing with a button on Ross' shirt.
"Because I was woken up at 6am by you two having sex!" Max disclaims in dismay, laughing at our horrified faces. He then begins to make sex noises, imitating us.
"Oh, would you stop it!" I wave my arms at him, embarrassed.
"Now, Ross has had women round before and I usually don't mind it, but you were so loud! I thought a cat was being strangled." Max laughs as he tortures us. "I'm talking about Ross by the way."
I can't help but laugh along with Max as Ross' face screws up, annoyed.
"Awww, calm down baby Ross. That reminds me, Adam invited us three to dinner at his house tomorrow night." Max informs us as he makes some mac and cheese in the kitchen, growing silent.
"Sounds like fun." Ross comments. pulling me close for a hug.
"Wish I had something nice to wear though, would be nice. Guess track suit bottoms will have to do." I joke, trying to think of what there is to wear.
"You look beautiful in everything, don't worry about it." I blush at Ross' comment, feeling all giddy.
- - -
The rest of the night is pretty boring, Ross and I end up going to bed early due to the previous night. We're cuddled up close to each other and I feel so safe in his arms.
