Uriah and Tris

Hollandaise

I wake up confused. I'm not in my bed. Or on my couch. Or in my room at all.

Then I feel the small body wrapped in my arms, the legs tangled with mine, and everything comes rushing back.

I look down and see the small figure pressed against me, sleeping soundly. Tris. I smile, and kiss her hear before turning to get up.

But before I do, I get a glance at the clock. 3:22.

Hell no. I'm going back to sleep.

Sounds good with me.

Before I think of anything else, I turn, wrap Tris in my arms again, and go to sleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.

•••

The next time I wake up, the clock reads 9:07, and Tris is no longer asleep next to me.

My first instinct is to panic. Go running to the control room to find her.

But before I do, I hear sounds from the kitchen. Utensils being used. Food being fried.

I relax into the pillow, and take deep breaths. She's fine. She's fine.

Of course she's fine! What'd ya think? Someone broke into the apartment and took her all without waking you up?

No! I just....... I dunno maybe she got up and left and while she was out someone took her.

Whatever you overreacting shuck-face.

Shaddup. It's possible.

Yes because people just randomly take girls in the middle of the day.

Oh my god whatever.

I get up and start walking to the kitchen in a attempt to shut my brain up.

Tris is there, making scrambled eggs. She plates them, then takes a bowl of something yellow and pours it on top of the eggs.

Melted cheese maybe?

I don't even know...

I walk up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist, resting my chin on the top of her head.

She's so short it's cute...

Suddenly, she whips around and punches my stomach playfully.

"Hey!" She yells while giggling.

"What?" I ask, holding my stomach and pretending to be injured.

"No need to comment on my height!" She says while still laughing a bit.

"Wha- oh. Thinking aloud again?"

She nods her head yes and rolls her eyes, turning back to the weird yellow stuff.

Once she turns around I actually let the grimace of pain on my face. She's stronger than she thinks she is. It didn't hurt to bad, but still, she punched my freakin gut!

Oh suck it up, wussy.

Now you're just sounding like Zeke...

"So what's that?" I ask, pointing to the yellow stuff and resting my head on hers again.

"Hollandaise." She replies, spreading it on the eggs with a brush thingymajig.

"It's really good, but I've never tried it on eggs before." She turns and hands me a fork and the plate of eggs and 'hollandaise'.

"You're my guinea pig." She says, standing on her tiptoes to pat my head.

I laugh a little and go to the breakfast bar, scooping the eggs into my mouth as I walk.

As soon as the eggs hit my tongue, my taste buds explode.

"Oh. My. God."

I turn and look at her, wide eyed.

"You like it?" She says sheepishly, wringing her hands together.

I surge toward her and lift her up, spinning her around.

"Uriah!" She shrieks, laughing uncontrollably.

"I love love love love it!" I say, putting her down.

She tries to pull her hair back into the ponytail that it had been in before she went on the Uriah-go-round. "You get really excited about food." She laughs, pulling on her hair to tighten it.

"Hey," I say dead serious, "food is VERY important."

"You're nuts." She laughs, shaking her head.

About you.

Really bro? That was just sappy.

It was. That was pretty lame.

At least we agree about something.

I go back to my eggs and basically inhale them.

"Jesus Christ, Uri you really ARE crazy."

I give her my best cheesy smile. "Crazy about food."

And you.

Dude. Just stop.

I internally roll my eyes at my self while she actually rolls her eyes at me and laughs a bit, eating on her own eggs.

I can't help but watch her. She so beautiful. You don't get tired of looking at her. I don't think I could ever get used to looking at her. Her blonde hair looks like it's threaded with gold. Her stormy eyes bright with what I can only describe as Dauntless fire. Her slender body looks so fragile, like one tap and she would break. But she's strong. She can't break. Her will to live life is incredible, making her tough as nails.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts when she says my name.

"Hm?"

She half smiles and rolls her eyes. "Don't you have to be at work by 10?" She jabs her finger toward the clock. 9:50.

Shit.

I hide my panic and look at her, feigning a hurt look. "You don't want me here so much that you're kicking me out?"

She rolls her eyes, but has a amused smile on her face. "No. But I don't want you to be late for work, then blame me. Because I know you will."

I smile at her. "I will actually. But I need one thing before I lea-" before I finish my sentence, her lips are pressed against mine.

"There. Now go!" She laughs, pushing me towards the door.

I laugh "Pick you up for lunch?"

"Yeah around one. 5th door on the right, 3rd floor."

"Got it." I look over my shoulder and give her a quick kiss. "See you then."

And then, I'm gone.

Yea that was basically a filler chapter. I threw in some TMR and TFIOS references for my multi fandom readers ☺️ Ok and I'm about to give y'all a rundown of the rest of my summer,

1st week of July- I'm in Alabama.

2nd week of July- Church Camp.

3rd week of July- I'm going to NYC.

4th week of July- Six flags with a bunch of my friends.

1st week of August- I'm in Waco, Texas for my brothers baseball thingy.

So yea. I'm busy, meaning my chapters might be crap for a while. I will try my hardest to get them posted on Saturday, and try to make them less sucky, but as you can see, it might be a bit hard. I'll try for you guys though I swear!