A/N: so I've been told a few times that I'm making spelling mistakes with words like colour, along with mum. I'm Australian that's how I spell it, sorry guys. But If it's really that bad I'll change it, let me know. Anyway this is something a bit bigger and a little different for you :)
It was a Monday night, a bleak, extremely cloudy, about to spit out rain kinda Monday. The coffee in my cup seemed to match the feeling, cold, and watery with a bland colour. These two weeks were the longest I'd ever spent away from soccer, and it was making everything seem ten times worse then normal.
I'd spent the last week moping around, there was nobody here to even mope with. This week I had spent making bad comparisons between Monday's and coffee. There was absolutely nothing constructive I could think of, I definitely didn't want to clean, I didn't like shopping, I'd kicked a ball around for a solid six days last week, there was nothing left.
I felt a bit like a lost puppy dog without Christen at my side, she always seemed to brighten even the cloudiest of days. She wasn't going to be back for almost two more hours yet, which meant I found my enjoyment in the texts I had been getting off her; updating me to where she was and other assortments of things
11:27pm- Tobin > Chris <3: Time is going so slow...
11:27pm- Christen>Tobs :): I'm due to land in an hour and a half :)
11:28pm- Tobin>Chris <3: I miss you
11:29pm- Christen>Tobs :): Look up at the stars, helps me pass the time when I miss you
11:30pm- Tobin>Chris <3: they remind me of you, because you're outta this world :)
11:31pm- Christen>Tobs :): Stop being cute
11:32pm- Tobin>Chris <3: I can't help it when I'm thinking about you
11:33pm- Christen>Tobs :): stooooooop, wait until I land :)
11:33pm- Tobin>Chris <3: I love you
11:34pm- Christen>Tobs :): I love you too baby, what are we going to do when I land?
11:36pm- Tobin>Chris <3: since I got up late on purpose and you'll be getting here at 1 ish, and you won't really be that tired because of timezones, whatever you wanna do
11:37pm- Christen>Tobs :): I want to do you ;)
11:38pm- Tobin>Chris <3: now that's just unfair. Teasing me while you're all the way up there
11:39pm- Christen>Tobs :): I'll make it up to you as soon as I see you ;)
11:40pm- Tobin>Chris <3: Baaaaaaabe you're already making me wait, don't mention ittttttttt mooooore, and you should probably at least wait till the car
11:41pm- Christen>Tobs :): Hey the car, that'd be new ;) I could tell you all the things I wanna do to you O:)
11:43pm- Tobin>Chris <3: I kinda want you to say it, kinda don't want you to
11:46pm- Christen>Tobs :): You're probably wearing that leather vest, you wouldn't be for very long. Then a shirt? You'd loose that quick. And I reckon you have a pair of ripped jeans on, now those you'd loose ever so slowly. That sensitive spot under your ear? Id give that a workout until you started begging...

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Preath Oneshots
FanfictionA bunch of random oneshots with Preath, any requests are welcome