unexpected -Dane DeHaan fanfiction-

Chapter 38

Well the wattpad update sucks, who's with me. Here's an idea! Why don't you check out my other fan fic called Life After Death (Harry Styles). It's completely different from the style I'm using here but it's a good different.

Dane's Point of View

We burst through the doors of our humble home laughing loudly with alcoholic beverages in hand. Kim slightly wobbled as she walked/ran to the kitchen in search of "something liquidy" as she called it. I leaned against the countertop as she rummaged through the contents of our refrigerator desperately.

- what are you looking for babe - I said as I hugged her from behind. She didn't answer but just kept on opening every cabinet and occasionally making a groan. - Kim? - I asked again a little louder. - what... - she said finally turning around and looking at me weirdly. I stood there with my arms wrapped around her small waist confused on what was going on until she leaned in and kissed me. - let's go upstairs - she said as she lightly traced circles on my shirt. I didn't hesitate in carrying her bridal style and practically running up the stairs to our bedroom.

Once we were there she jumped out out of my arms and yanked my shirt off. I stood silently with eyes closed as she seductively took of my clothes one by one. She kissed my chest before giving me a love bite on my neck. - ow that kind of hurt - I said. She looked at me with a blank expression before doing it again. I slightly pushed her off of me but she remained where she was. - uh darling what are you doing? - I asked with some concern. -I'm doing what your mistress does for you - I looked at her with confusion as she stared at me with big glimmering eyes. My mistress....?

My eyes immediately shot open and I sat up sweating. I was panting and my heart was pumping at full speed. I looked over to my side and sighed in relief that it was all just a dream. Still panting a bit, I got up to go to the bathroom and splashed some water on my face. Why would I dream of such a thing. I dried my face with the hand towels and started walking back to bed.

As I laid on my back trying to drift back to sleep I started thinking of what could possibly happen while I was gone in LA. I pushed those thoughts out of my head and stared at Kim sleeping until I fell asleep.

What could that dream mean? Remember to vote and comment. Easy and simple but so effective. Sorry for messing up the fonts.