Unloved (Eric x OC Divergent)

Part XI: The Party

-Florence-

After spending two days with Eric in my apartment, well, to be more specific, mostly in my bed, we're obliged to actually put on clothes and do social things. We're dressing up to go to the impromptu party Shauna so quickly thought up just to get me to bring Eric along. I can tell he is a bit nervous about it, but I reassured him a few times already that it would be fine. 

Seemingly out of the blue Eric asks me if I would be OK with him bringing some of his stuff over to my apartment, he tries to play it off casually saying it will only be handy if and when he sleeps over, but I already have some suspicions about the real reason he is asking me this. 
I tell him I don't mind at all and he leaves to go get 'some of his stuff', only to come back with what I think is most of his wardrobe, all of his toiletries and a few items of food he probably cleaned out of his fridge. The sight of it takes me somewhat by surprise, which he notices and it makes him visibly unsure. I tell him to put his stuff down in the bedroom for now and pull him over to the couch and ask him point blank: "Eric, are you moving in with me?"

A blush appears on his face as he quickly looks down towards his hands, not knowing what to say. It takes a while for him to muster up an answer, but I understand and leave him be until he's ready to say something. "I don't like being in my own apartment." The words sound sad and my mind flashes back to seeing his apartment the first time, looking at the damage everywhere, knowing he did that, knowing he had been hurting as much as I thought he was. The pain in my chest returns and I try to push the vision back in my mind. He still hasn't looked up from his hands, waiting for me to say something, but I feel like words won't help much here. 
I stand up from my couch and walk towards my kitchen, grab my spare key from one of the drawers and walk back to Eric, who is still looking down at his hands. I stop right in front of him and run my fingers under his chin to get him to look up at me, when he does I sit on his lap, facing towards him, straddling my legs alongside him. He looks confused as I grab his hand and bring it up, placing a kiss onto it, then I put the  spare key where I my lips just touched his hand and look up to him. The confusion in his eyes soon disappears and is replaced by relieve, he balls his fist around the key, puts his arms around me and pulls me close. He wants to make sure he isn't misreading my gesture as he asks: "Can I move in with you?" his voice unsure. 
I pull back to look at him and answer him with a "Yes" and kiss on his lips. He sighs a big sigh of relief and pulls me close again.

A week ago I would have never, ever, thought I would get involved with Eric, let alone share my bed with him or have him move in with me, but it feels very right. Not having him go back to that destroyed apartment, means a lot to me and it know it means a lot to him too. I don't want him to hurt and having him confront his demons like that must hurt a lot, of that much I'm sure.
"You know I really love you right" he whispers into my ear, placing a kiss on my cheek.
"I've seen some signs of it yes" I joke and then continue to laugh at my own joke, which in turn makes him laugh too. "You're an idiot" he states laughing, while moving his hands to my sides to tickle me, sending me into hysterical laughter, almost making me fall off his lap. He stops and pulls me back up, to give me a passionate kiss that makes me lose my breath. He rapidly continues his attack on me by running his hands under my top, reaching for the clasp of my bra, eager to go on. In between kisses I'm able to say "Eric..." I kiss him again, "We should get ready", he pulls me back to him to kiss me and moves his hips against mine, letting me feel how turned on he is, making me forget what it was I wanted to say for a few seconds. When I regain composure I break away from his kiss and smile at him "We don't have time, we're already running late". Which makes him sigh out of frustration. I bring my mouth up to his ear and whisper "But hold that thought, because I definitely want to finish this later", I softly bite his ear, making him moan and then jump off of his lap. "You're evil, woman" he states while adjusting his clothes and calming himself down. "I know!" I giggle as I walk towards the bathroom to get changed and ready.