The Story of Dean and Ziggy

Chapter 8:

Early morning, Ziggy and Dean were lying in Ziggy's bed in Ziggy's house.

"What are your plans for the day?" Ziggy asked as she rested her head on Dean's chest.

"I have work till four and then I was going to meet up with Colby. What about you?" Dean murmured.

"I have work too, but it's Coco's last night in the bay for a few weeks so I thought I could organize a family dinner," Ziggy replied.

She paused for a moment and looked up at Dean.

"Do you want to come?"

Dean was taken back for a few seconds.

He was not expecting Ziggy to ask him that.

"I don't know, Zig. It's a big deal. I'll be meeting your family," he hesitated.

"You've already met them, Dean," Ziggy pointed out.

"This time I'll be meeting them as your boyfriend," he corrected her.

"Mum and dad already know that there's something between us," Ziggy added as she sat up, leaning back against the headboard.

"They don't know that it's serious or anything," Dean shot back.

"So, you're not ready for my parents. That's okay," Ziggy gave in.

"Are you sure?" Dean asked.

Ziggy nodded her head.

"Okay, I'd better go," Dean picked up his hoodie from the end of the bed.

"The window then?" Ziggy pouted.

Every time Dean stayed over at Ziggy's house he went out the window instead of using the front door.

"I'll see you later," Dean said.

He kissed Ziggy on the top of her head.

"See ya," he mumbled.

As he left, Ziggy groaned as she hit her head back against the headboard.

*******************
Dean was standing in front of the file cabinet at "Ben's Boards".

"Hey, guys. How are you?" Willow gave a big smile to Dean and Ben.

"What do you want?" Dean narrowed his eyes.

"What do you mean?" Willow disputed, placing her hands on her hips.

"I can tell you when you want something. What is it, Will?"

"The gym just got in a massive order and I need one of you to help lift it inside," Willow answered.

Ben glanced at Dean.

"Off you go," he instructed.

A few minutes later, Willow was writing her signature on the clipboard for the delivery.

"Thanks so much," Willow handed it to the delivery man.

"Yeah, thanks for the help," Dean called after him.

"Someone's grouchy," Willow commented.

"No more than usual," Dean put a box on top of another.

"Ziggy problems?" Willow wondered.

Dean stared at her.

"Willow, I still think we need time before we can be asking about the other's relationship," Dean confessed.