Drabbles and Containment by A Forum User

Drabble Forty-Nine - Fix Him

#49

~Sang~

I bit my lip and looked at Nathan. His cheeks were slightly tinted and his hair was ruffled. It probably looked like we'd been kissing...Oh god.

He caught me looking and grabbed my hand, pulling me to him with a smile.

"You should fall off ladders more often," he said softly and I laughed slightly.

"I'll try."

"That you should." He wrapped his arms around me and put his chin on the top of my head. I closed my eyes, pressing my face into his shoulder. We stayed that way for a few contented moments.

He seemed to feel how tense I was and pulled back.

"What's wrong?" My finger pressed to my lips in my nervous habit and he snatched my wrist, pulling it down.

"Sang. Tell me."

I paused. I was being a little bit presumptuous with the conclusion I'd come to, and I didn't want to appear arrogant. I had to spit it out, though, or risk an interrogation.

Sighing, I admitted it.

"I think...Um...I think Mr. Blackbourne was jealous." Nathan chuckled and I felt like I was being an idiot. Mr. Blackbourne would never like me like that...Would he? Honey touched my cheek, making me look up at him.

"Of course he was, Peanut." My heart sped up. He was? Really? That would mean he liked me.

"What should I do?" I whispered.

"Go fix him."

I nodded, starting toward the door, but not before turning around.

"You're okay with this?"

He just smiled. "I think we'll all be okay with sharing, Sang. Now go."

I started to sprint to the kitchen, to find my Mr. Blackbourne.