Desirable

~11. Care

Clementine awoke late in the morning, there was no need to worry about school because Marlon promised to make an excuse for the couple. 

Her body led next to Louis, her arms loosely wrapped around him. However, he had his arms tight around her. Louis noticed the phobia he developed over time - the phobia of being without her. He always had to be holding her secure in his arms when he went to sleep. Otherwise, he couldn't keep his eyes closed. The sweet scent of her and the heat radiated from her smooth sun-kissed skin was damn near irresistible. And don't get him started on her face. 

Clem carefully removes his arms from her and slips out of bed. She snuck out the room and closed the door, leaving her boyfriend snoring lightly in bed with the sheets scattered messily around the mattress. 

She makes her way downstairs, she was only in an oversized t-shirt and her underwear. She prayed no one else was home. 

A paper note was left on the kitchen counter, on it was a bunch of scribbles left by Marlon. 

'Hey lovebirds. I've gone to school and I'll be back before my parents are. I've covered up the situation anyway so don't sweat about it. 

p.s. please don't get jizz on my furniture'

Clem blushed at the small addition to the letter and she sets it back down on the side. She wouldn't let them go that far anyway, Louis was injured and she didn't want his condition to worsen just because they were impulsive.

She searches through the cupboards of Marlon's kitchen until she finds a box of Rice Krispies and a carton of milk. She gets out two spoons and two small bowls and fills them with cereal, then going back upstairs. Balancing them on one arm as she very slowly opens the door and enters. 

Her boyfriend was beginning to move in his sleep, the loss of Clementine in his arms clearly bothering him. His eyebrows furrow a little as she places the two bowls on the nightstand. 

She leans over and pecks his lips, cupping his handsome face in her hands.

"Louis, wake up I got you some- HWYAA -!" she whispered at first but broke out into a loud squeal as his arms suddenly reached out and grabbed her, forcing her to lay on him. She tries her best to be careful of his bandages, although it was difficult under his strong arms. 

Louis grins widely and holds her tight. 

"Louis you might hurt yourself! Let me go and eat your cereal," she can't help the giggle that slips out her mouth when his hold on her loosens.

"You got me breakfast, beautiful?" his morning voice was heavenly. The groggy morning voice made Clem's cheeks blush.

"Of course I did," she smiles warmly and sits up at the edge of the bed, handing him a bowl.

Clementine often made breakfast for Mason back when they used to spend nights at each other's houses. It was almost always his house, because of obvious reasons. He couldn't exactly pick arguments when her dad and younger brother were just outside the door. If he did, Lee would have shut that shit down within a second. No exceptions. 

But Mason always took precautions. 

Louis devours the entire bowl within a minute, the wound made him terribly tired so he was always in need of food to gain some energy. Clem giggles and kisses his cheek, making him smile.

"Want to watch something on the TV?" Louis' chocolate eyes look over at the television hung on the wall opposite the double bed. He looks around the remote control, spotting it on a coffee table beneath the TV. 

Louis puts his hands on the mattress, pulling himself up so he can go retrieve the remote. He didn't ask Clem because he didn't want her to feel like a servant. There was no doubt in his mind that she was used to feeling like that, thanks to Mason. He didn't want to remind her of that guy at all, a fear of his was for Clem to see a similarity between the two. 

He dreaded it, and would do anything for that day to never come. 

His face twists in discomfort and pain as his wound flared up in heat.

"What are you doing?" she held his shoulder, stopping him from moving.

"I want to get the remote," he nods over in the direction of the television. 

Clem rolls her eyes, making Louis' heart swoon.

"Are you stupid? You're still healing, you can't move around that much." she props a pillow up behind him and he rests against it.

She was more than happy to help him, she felt useful when caring for him. 

Although he felt bad, him being injured was no excuse in his eyes. She was injured too and it pained him to see. The cut on her collarbone agitated him every time he saw it, he just hoped he could get his hands on Mason again. Next time, Louis wants it to be just them. No weapons, no backup, and Clementine would be far away from the scene.

She grabs the remote and lays down next to him, he automatically wraps his arms around her. Clem tilts her head up and smiles at the boy holding her, he responds by connecting their lips in a tender kiss. She brings a hand to his cheek and caresses it, the kiss deepens and their mouths move with so much love.

Without warning, Louis pulls away and smiles like an idiot. 

"Instead of TV, I could beat your ass at Mario Kart? Or Call of Duty?" his smile turns into a smirk as he dares his beloved girlfriend, who smiles back.

She swiftly gets up and grabs the controllers.

"Oh, you're going down."

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just a lil bit of clouis to brighten your days, hopefully. 

also the trailer for the final episode of twdg came out- hello?! the scene of louis, clem and aj hugging. i screamed my fucking house down and im not exaggerating. 

i yawned soo much writing this chapter like im going to pass out soon. i hope you enjoyed this short stupid chapter lol 

love you thotties xxxxxx