The Man Who Never Speaks

19. Are We There Yet?

"And I think you should come live with me and we can be pirates
Then you won't have to cry
Or hide in the closet
And just like a folk song
Our love will be passed on."

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FP had climbed out of bed early in the morning, still dressed in his pajama shirt and his sweatpants. He peaked through the curtains to see that it was still dark out there, with just a few rays of sun coming through. After the coffee was done, he poured the fresh brew into two mugs and took it with him so they could wake up in bed together and watch the sunrise.

When he shuffled back to the bedroom, he stopped in the threshold to look at his sleeping girlfriend. The first rays of sunshine were creating a golden glow in the room through the deep red curtains and she looked like a real princess who could be woken up by the sound of birds any second.

She stirred a little in her sleep and her eyes fluttered open. A smile curled on her lips at the sight of him at the bedroom door. That sweet look on his face was one she would never get enough of.

"Hey sleeping beauty." He smirked, still watching her from the threshold. The golden rays of sunshine on her hair was something he was trying to remember, to use it for one of his works.

"Hey, you." Alice said sleepily, stretching her body.

"Aren't you coming back to bed?" She pushed herself up a little to have a better look at him. Her hair was messy and she didn't have a stitch of make-up on her face, but she was a work of art.

"I like watching you." FP said sweetly, a grin on his lips.

"Come watch me up close." She teased and gestured with her head for him to come her way.

He chuckled and walked over to his bed, placed the two coffee mugs on his nightstand before climbing back under the sheets with her. He snuggled up close to her and smiled a little to himself. He was so lucky to wake up next to her.

"Can't we just stay in bed all day?" He hummed, his fingers tracing her arm.

"As appealing as that sounds... I do have to show up at my own housewarming." Alice reasoned with him, a grin on her lips.

It had been her own idea to invite people in her home, even after living there for almost a whole year. She wanted for everyone to feel welcome around her, and this seemed like the plan to make that happen. So, she had come up with the idea to have a late house warming so everyone could have the chance to really meet the real her and not who she was at work.

"Guess you're right." He sighed, but smiled nonetheless.

Alice giggled and turned to her side, her hand coming to tangle in his dark locks. He closed his eyes, the movements of her fingers making him want to fall asleep again.

"Hey, can I ask you something?" Alice broke the moment of morning silence between them. FP opened his eyes and shifted so he was resting on his elbow, making sure he could look at her.

"If you're not ready yet, that's more than fine, okay? I don't want you to feel pressured in any kind of--" Alice started ramble softly, but before she could even finish her sentence, FP cut her off.

"I'd love to move in with you." He said sweetly, his eyes twinkling.

"How did you know I was going to ask that?" Alice smiled brightly but wondered how he could've possibly guessed what had been on her mind.

"Had a feeling. Kinda have been thinking about it, too." FP smiled at her and wrapped the hand that he wasn't using to support his body weight to wrap around her, a need to keep her close.