The Drama With My Drama Teacher

The Greatest

The Greatest

Six months later

"Good morning" A sleepy voice says beside me, and I look over the top of the script I'm reading to see Finn beginning to awaken.

"It's the afternoon now" I point out, returning to my script and adjusting the reading glasses on my nose. I turn the page slowly, making a show of how busy I am.

"My apologies, we can't all be workaholics like you" He yawns, and narrows his eyes at me "And why are you wearing those glasses? There's no glass in them!"

"Because-!" I begin, putting my script down and sliding my glasses down my nose "I've been waiting for you to wake up and see me in them because I know you think they're sexy"

"That's very true..." Finn confesses with a laugh, and pulls me down under the covers with him. I laugh, and his lips find mine, his body dominating me instantly and his hands already in my hair.

"You have a meeting today!" I squeal as his hands slide under my sleep shorts to cup my bum "Shouldn't you be getting ready?"

"I mean, probably, but this is far more fun" Finn reminds me with a wolfish grin, and I roll my eyes, succumbing to his temptation.

He places his lips against mine, and I press my body against him. At first, it's hot and passionate, but then it slowly becomes more teasing, his tongue gently easing its way into my mouth, his hands trailing up my body by his fingertips.

"Finn..." I complain "Touch me..."

"It's so cute when you beg" He smirks and I huff, sitting up in bed. I cross my arms and turn my head away from him "And it's so hot when you sulk"

"Shut up" I tell him, biting my lip. He pulls himself up in bed to sit beside me, his arm sliding around my waist. Sighing, I give in, and place a kiss on his cheek to show him I forgive him.

"So, how's the script?" He asks me, gesturing to the discarded stack of paper on my bedside table. "Do you think you'll take it?"

"I mean, it's alright. I'm just not sure it's me" I admit, and Finn nods "I want something a little more... Adventurous, I think? I know it sounds silly, but I want to do something that people will be affected by"

"I don't think that sounds silly at all" Finn reassures me "Besides, you could always accept the role I keep offering you..."

I roll my eyes at his request. "I mean I could, but then I'd be the girl who only gets parts in her boyfriend's projects"

"But we had a great time working together last time! And you know that's not true at all. The right thing will come along eventually- it's probably in the pile of scripts downstairs. You're very in demand" Finn reminds me with a wink, and I stroke the side of his face.

"As long as you want me, that's all I care about" I tell him, and he takes my hand in his, kissing my palm. "I love you"

"I love you too" Finn responds. His face breaks into a smile so soft I think my heart will melt.

"If you like I'll make us some breakfast- well, brunch at this time. I could make us some bacon sandwiches, if you want" I say with a grin, remembering how that was what we had for breakfast the first time Finn stayed the night at mine.

Finn doesn't say anything, and I proceed to slide out of bed pulling on Finn's shirt over my vest and shorts so I'm not cold when I go to the kitchen. "Or we could have something else, if you want" I offer, and still there's no response.