Omneity | Johnny Depp [Complete]

Omneity

Clover's POV:

"Should we read it now?" Will asked me curiously once he gazed down at the documents. I was curious as to what information could be in them, and I wondered why my uncle would give this up so easily. I sat there for a few seconds debating on whether we should read the documents since they were sitting right in front of us. But a part of me told me to wait and read them when Oliver got off of work. "No, let's wait on Oliver to get home." I said, and he agreed. A cloud of comfortable silence settled over us, which was welcoming. I spent a few moments admiring the beauty of Will's body, before I spoke up again. "Why are you shirtless?" I asked him curiously. I couldn't keep my questioning mind from asking him, even though I was enjoying the view. He looked so strong and fit, but not overly so; to me he looked absolutely perfect. "Oh, after I took a shower I just didn't bother putting one on," He said as he ran a hand through his hair. "I'll go put one on if you want me to." He said, and I regretted opening my mouth. "No, no... you... you don't have to have put a shirt on." I said, feeling like a complete idiot. I don't know why I felt that way, but I did. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that I knew he knows how I feel about him. Or perhaps that I didn't wanna deprive myself of his gorgeousness. "What? Do you like what you see?" He asked with an attractive smirk on his handsome face. A dark and mischievous glint was in his eyes; it was terrifying, yet attractive at the same time. I felt my cheeks heat up with embarrassment and my insides burned with adrenalin. My stomach filled with butterflies as well. "I think you do." He said in a soft whisper as he moved closer to me. He reached out a hand and gently tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear before placing it on the side of my face. His beautiful brown eyes sparkled as he stroked my cheek with his thumb for a few seconds. Then he slowly closed the distance between us. He tilted his head slightly just before our lips met in a tender kiss that sent sparks flying. My whole body heated up, and my heart started beating wildly. He gently deepened the kiss and I placed my hands on his bare chest; I could feel his heart beating in sync with mine and it made my insides melt. 'His lips are so soft.' I thought inside of my head as I kissed him back. I honesty felt like I was in heaven. Every part of me felt so alive, especially my soul and mind. It was as if some kind of positive energy just sounded the two of us and created some sort of aura on its own; combining our energy and making something new. He sweetly eased me down on my back, and that's when a flutter of anxiety made itself present. But it quickly disappeared. 'Will won't do anything he knows I'm uncomfortable with.' I said inside of my head. His legs were on either side of me as he wrapped one of his arms around my waist. His other arm was beside of my head on the armrest of the couch. Not once did he break the the kiss other than briefly for short little intakes and releases of air. I gently slid my hands down his body, feeling the smoothness and softness of his skin underneath my fingertips. During the entire time I was with Derek, I never felt like this with him even during the good parts of our relationship. Everything with Will felt gentle, yet passionate. Sweet, yet sexy. Tender, yet needy. It was like I couldn't get enough of him, and I wondered if he felt the same way about me. I ran my hands up his sides once I reached the hem of his sweatpants. I kept going until I tangled my fingers in his soft and silky hair. A few more minutes went by before he slowly broke the kiss. Neither of us wanted to, but we needed to breath. "Will." I breathed as I gasped for air and placed my hands on his chest once more. His chest was heaving as he too gasped for air, and I still could feel his hammering heartbeat. "Clover." He breathed softly as he leaned back so he was sitting. I rose up as well, and to my surprise he lifted me onto his lap and wrapped his arms around me. I nestled my head in the crook of his neck as he played with my hair and held me close to him. We stayed like that for a while as we both came down from our highs. "Be my girlfriend?" He said softly in a questioning tone as he placed feather light kisses on my neck and jawline. My heart soared at his words. I could barely believe that he just asked me to be his girlfriend!! "Oh, Will. I'd love to be your girlfriend." I replied as I broke our hug slightly. I wanted to be able to look in his eyes and admire how handsome he is. "I promise I'll take good care of you, sweetheart. I'll give you all the love you can handle and more. I'll be gentle and sweet to you. I'll protect you and all of the ones you love and care for. I'll never ever let anyone hurt you." He said with a warmth in his eyes that made my insides melt. After what he said I was virtually speechless. All I could say were the words I've been wanting to say to him ever since I met him. "I love you, Will." I replied in a whisper. "I love you too, Clover. I mean that with all of my heart." He replied before he kissed my lips once more. This kiss was way shorter than the last one we just shared, but it felt just the same. We checked the time and realized that Oliver would be home any minute. He went into the kitchen to make dinner while I went to take a relaxing bath. All I could do was smile, because that kiss kept resurfacing in my mind. I could hardly believe that Will was mine now, and I was his. When I finished up bathing, I put on a plain navy blue t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants. Then I walked out into the living room to find Oliver sitting on the couch. "Hey, Will told me you two are a couple now. I'm so happy for you two!! Ahhh!!" He said as he gave me a tight hug. I laughed slightly and thanked him. His reaction was great, but I couldn't wait to see Jessica and Liv's reactions. To my disappointment, Will had put on a plain white t-shirt. But I figured it was probably a good thing; I didn't want him getting burned while he was cooking. After we talked and ate dinner, Oliver took a shower. Then we regrouped in the living room so we could read the mysterious papers my uncle had given to me. "Alright, who wants to read them out loud?" Oliver asked curiously to no one in particular. "I will." I replied. I took a deep breath as I opened to the first page and began reading.