At first Per thought the kazoo playing was cute, but now he despised me playing it.
"Go play that thing outside, would ya?" Per encouraged me as he lead me out to the backyard. I complied and played out there for a few minutes before trying to go back inside, but when I went, the door was locked. I grunted in frustration, he is such a turd! Of course it had started to rain shortly after I was out outside. I kept knocking on the door, but Per wouldn't answer. And so I continued to kazoo. I played the saxophone part to George Michael's 'Careless Whisper' in hopes to capture his interest, but I had no luck. So I started to sing as loud as I could.
After a while, Per came to me, and rushed when he saw that it was pouring out. He guided me inside.
"Oh sweetheart I'm so sorry, I had no idea that it was raining!" Per held my soaking figure close, and I shivered in his arms.
"I-its okay, I deserved it." My teeth chattered with every word.
"It's not! Come on you need warm clothes. Oh Dakota, I'm so sorry," he took me to our bedroom and put me in some of his warmest and comfiest clothes. Then we cuddled under our blankets, him peppering my face with kisses and muttering countless apologies until we both fell asleep.
YOU ARE READING
One Shots For Dakota
Fanfica book of oneshots that are all dedicated to my best friend, Dakota, and they are all about her favorite people.
