Green Eyes That See Red (NEW! UPDATING WHEN I CAN - 2019)

Darius and Roman

(A.N: Minor smut ahead, it's the bit in italics just as a heads up x).

After Roman and me had finished our coffees at the 24 hour brewery, we strolled back to our places drunk as fuck. Here we were, 4:20 in the morning, my platforms not on my feet properly, a limp I had from a pervert trying to touch me, Roman with a black eye from fighting the pervert, my mascara smudged, the night ending in both of us munching cookies in a comfortable silence on the way home as the breeze caught in our hair, trying to soak up the alcohol in our systems.

"Um, I uh, I had a really good time tonight. I've missed feeling like this."
Roman said seriously as we approached the door to my apartment. I gave a smile and stroked up and down his shoulder.
"Yeah, me too."
I replied warmly. Roman began leaning in and my heart started hammering in my chest and I felt my breath hitch before to my surprise he didn't kiss my lips, he gently but some how firmly kissed my cheek. I still felt my eyes close as he did so, that familiar feeling of his plump, soft warm lips on my skin was enough to make me take him home with me. I couldn't, I already knew what would eventually happen if I did. After all, I didn't move when he leant in and I thought he was going to kiss me on the lips. I told myself it was the alcohol and all I needed was sleep, I was just feeling too many things right now and couldn't place any of my emotions.
"Goodnight sweetheart."
He spoke softly, his face so close to mine I could feel his cool breath on the top of my nose. As he began to walk away, I quietly replied,
"Goodnight."
But I'm sure the wind took my breath away.

Once I was ready for bed, I had a text from Darius. Shit, how could I have just forgotten about him. I was the worst girlfriend. It just said 'Night babe xxx' That was three hours ago. I still replied quickly with, 'Goodnight xxx' feeling guilty for my ignorance. I quickly put my phone on 'Do not disturb' before snuggling under my thick duvet, adjusting my pillows before finally resting my heavy feeling head. I couldn't help but replay the night over and over, the night walk, the dancing, the coffee and cookies, how Roman had defended me, my arm latched round his, head on his shoulder, his hands holding mine, and his kiss on my cheek. I felt all the feelings I'd felt that night all over again as I replayed the night in my head, eventually falling asleep, dreaming for the first time in months.

~Start of Naomi's dream~

Roman was sat beside me on my bed, it was still dark but I could see from my twinkle lights that it was him, the warm cream lights highlighting his cheekbones and jawline, lighting up his face slightly.
"Roman? What are you-"
I mumbled as I sat up, pulling the duvet off me to get closer to him before rubbing my eyes.
"I couldn't just leave you and go back to my hotel. Not after tonight. I know you still love me Naomi."
Roman spoke as matter of fact but somewhat sincere. My heart jolted as he said my name. He could always do that.
"Roman, we can't.."
I began, but I could already tell there was no sign of meaning in my voice and the truth is, I wanted to, I wanted to feel how his lips felt on mine again, I craved his touch, his smell, the way he'd wrap both arms around me from behind as we fell asleep in a tight embrace, feeling untouchable.

"But we both want to."
He said without missing a beat. I bit my lip as I scanned his beautifully, carved face, the light from the twinkle lights reflecting in his big, now dark green orbs. Before I could protest or try to, he was slowly leaning forward, his lips slowly being placed on mine as he agonisingly slowly began to move them, both his big hands either side of my jaw, deepening the kiss as I moved my lips impatiently along with his, my whole self being painted into flames as a heat rose to my core which only Roman could cool.