This Isn't Real

Flames.

I wake up still on the couch. Tris is wrapped in my arms, her arm draped over my waist and her face close to my neck.

I could get used to waking up like this.

I shift, and kiss her birds. She wakes up as soon as my lips touch the bottom one, but I keep going up. The middle one, the top one, her collarbone, her neck, her jaw. Finally my lips land on hers.

It is the best moment of my life.

She kisses back, but not with the passion we had earlier. Just a kiss. Like one of our first kisses in the simulation. Sweet, slow, and long.

She pulls away too soon. "I need to go. Night shift in the control room."

I kiss her again. "Can't you call in sick?"

She laughs. "Not if I want to make a living."

I groan as I slide my arms from her and stand up. She stands too, but I immediately push her back down again, my lips on hers. I couldn't help it. She looked so beautiful. Her hair was all over the place, her eyes were still glazed from sleep. Am I supposed to resist that?

She laughs against my lips. "Tobias."

"Ugh. Fine." This time I stand up and back away a few steps, my hands in the air.

She laughs and comes toward me. She kisses my check and walks out. Oh my god I love this girl.

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I'm hanging out in the tattoo parlor, waiting to get the flames over my rib cage, when Zeke walks in.

"Hey man. Where'd ya go earlier?"

I shrug. "I just went to my apartment."

He wiggles his eyebrows at me.

"What?" I ask.

"Oh just, Tris disappeared not too long after you did. I just assumed that you two got it on."

"Oh. My. God. Zeke no!"

He looks at me with this weird look in his eye. "She rejected you!?"

What the fuck? "No! We just don't do that."

Yet. I think. I hope.

"Ok wait, so what do you guys do?"

"Why is what I do with my girlfriend so interesting to you?" This is just getting weird.

He shrugs. "I don't know. You guys are just all tough and stuff but when you're together you're either fighting, or incredibly lovey-dovey. There no in between."

"That was the simulation. Now..." I shrug. "I don't know we're...normal I guess."

"Phht. At least you're not moping around anymore."

I have my mouth open to respond when the man running the shop today motions me to the back.

I send Zeke a glare before getting up and saying "To be continued."

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Oh my god! I was gonna do a Sizzy fan-fic after I finished this one, and I had like five chapters PLUS two fluff scenes and a smut scene, and my jack-ass brother deleted it! God I can't even see right now...