I'm soooo late XD
I was'nt expecting this to go this way, but it's somewhat interesting.
I hope you like it, the next one is going to be funny (PFB knows what
i'm talking about *hugs her*). Enjoy, i'll try to be less
procrastinative next time I write a chapter *nods*.
He stood there for the longest time just staring at me; I tried looking away, but I could still feel his eyes on me. I turned to him again, seeing he had moved a few steps closer and was still staring at me, just now at a rose petal that was clinging to my neck - lovely. I don’t like being stared at so soon this bothered me to no end, I reached over grabbing onto his arm and pulled as hard as I could - Bam went flying into the tub and landed in front of me, water going everywhere. He was only in his boxers so it didn’t seem like anything that somebody would get mad over, but when he snapped out of his little trance he complained like crazy. “Ville! Dude, my only pair of boxers is drenched!” I was already laughing at the look that was on his face when he hit the water, he looked like an owl with those wide eyes.
“Dammit Ville, stop laughing at me!” He whined, only adding to my laughter “Oh..Oh my God Bam..” I managed to choke out between laughing and gasping for breath. It being a little hard to breathe in here because my bath was hot, I just love the feeling of near scalding water. Bam doesn’t. “What that hell..?” he yelped, Oh my, looks like he came to his senses “Ville this water is fuckin boiling!” I was desperately trying to stop myself from laughing, but everything he said sent me into another fit of it. Eventually Bam glared at me and covered my mouth “Willa Walo, stop it..” he growled, oh how threatening that was, I snickered - stopping my laughter which had left tears in my eyes.
He pulled his hand away “Oh, you’re quite the threatening one Bam..” I chuckled, only to be glared at again. “Stop that sad look” I said grabbing him “..Since you stepped into my bath I’m going to make you all clean” I said smiling innocently. Bam started to try and move away “No, I don’t want a bath!” he whimpered “Yes you do..” I grabbed his arm, now having both of them in my hands “NO!” he tried to get away, but I just pulled him back into the tub when he was nearly standing. I pushed him against the bottom of the tub, got a sponge, laid against him so he couldn’t move - yeah, that was fun.. shoot me please. After being shoved at, rolled around, and tickled to try to get off of Bam I managed to turn back around and have Bam lathered in shower gel minutes later. The look on his face was of an angry child’s, I laughed again, an odd look in his eyes as he looked back at me.
When he was all washed I rinsed him off, him shivering in the absence of the hot water. He looked so pathetic, I took him in my arms and laid back in the water, holding him tight. He cooperated more then, wrapping an arm around me whilst resting his cheek on my chest, his eyes closing. He’s so funny when he’s mad, but now that he calmed down I could see that he was tired again. Getting out of the tub I fetched us both clean clothes, when I came back Bam was sunk back into the water, looking cold without me. I got two towels out of the pantry and dried myself off, putting on a pair of pants before I did anything else; That house is damn cold, especially since winter solstice is today - it’s probably going to get much colder.
He watched me the whole time, I walked over to him and patted him on the head, reaching over to the drain letting the water out of the tub. He sat there shivering looking up at me like a sad puppy, I kneeled down next to the tub and covered him in a towel, wiping away the water from his flesh. After a while he stood up, and I handed him a stack of clean clothes, he took them and stopped at one garment - examining it. “..Are these.. Yours?” He looked at me questionably “Yes Bam, they are, go put them on” I said putting on a shirt. I took him in my arms and walked into his room, tucking him in his bed “Ville..?” He looked at me with that look that could make a mother cry “Yeah?” I replied, stroking his cheek. “Are’nt you going to sleep in here with me?” I raised a brow, I could’ve sworn I saw a tear in those eyes. “Why do you think I’m not?” I asked, kneeling down next to the bed “Because you tucked me in and didn’t hop in with me.. And you left earlier” he was pouting and it was so damn adorable, but it was like a stab to the heart seeing those eyes - poor Bam.
“I’m sorry Bam..” I sat on the edge of the bed and looked into those sad eyes of his “I just couldn’t sleep” I was fighting to not let my eyes water. His arms slid out from under the blankets and embraced me “Please don’t leave me Ville..” He whimpered, damn; so much for holding tears back. I shivered trying to hold my emotions back, a tear fell from my eyes and landed on Bam’s neck “Ville..?” He pulled me back trying to examine my expression, only to find me biting my lip profusely with another tear sitting on the edge of an eye. His bottom lip trembled “Don’t cry Willa Walo..” He whimpered, the tear leaving my eye and falling on him; He pulled me down, kissing me softly, a sob escaping me as he pulled back. He just stared up at me as my heart seemed to break over those sad eyes of his, that familiar rush of warmth came over me as tears just let themselves loose - God, I was so in love with this man that it hurt. “Of course I’ll stay Bam..” I said as I laid down against him, sobbing into his neck until I eventually fell in a quiet slumber.
He stood there for the longest time just staring at me; I tried looking away, but I could still feel his eyes on me. I turned to him again, seeing he had moved a few steps closer and was still staring at me, just now at a rose petal that was clinging to my neck - lovely. I don’t like being stared at so soon this bothered me to no end, I reached over grabbing onto his arm and pulled as hard as I could - Bam went flying into the tub and landed in front of me, water going everywhere. He was only in his boxers so it didn’t seem like anything that somebody would get mad over, but when he snapped out of his little trance he complained like crazy. “Ville! Dude, my only pair of boxers is drenched!” I was already laughing at the look that was on his face when he hit the water, he looked like an owl with those wide eyes.
“Dammit Ville, stop laughing at me!” He whined, only adding to my laughter “Oh..Oh my God Bam..” I managed to choke out between laughing and gasping for breath. It being a little hard to breathe in here because my bath was hot, I just love the feeling of near scalding water. Bam doesn’t. “What that hell..?” he yelped, Oh my, looks like he came to his senses “Ville this water is fuckin boiling!” I was desperately trying to stop myself from laughing, but everything he said sent me into another fit of it. Eventually Bam glared at me and covered my mouth “Willa Walo, stop it..” he growled, oh how threatening that was, I snickered - stopping my laughter which had left tears in my eyes.
He pulled his hand away “Oh, you’re quite the threatening one Bam..” I chuckled, only to be glared at again. “Stop that sad look” I said grabbing him “..Since you stepped into my bath I’m going to make you all clean” I said smiling innocently. Bam started to try and move away “No, I don’t want a bath!” he whimpered “Yes you do..” I grabbed his arm, now having both of them in my hands “NO!” he tried to get away, but I just pulled him back into the tub when he was nearly standing. I pushed him against the bottom of the tub, got a sponge, laid against him so he couldn’t move - yeah, that was fun.. shoot me please. After being shoved at, rolled around, and tickled to try to get off of Bam I managed to turn back around and have Bam lathered in shower gel minutes later. The look on his face was of an angry child’s, I laughed again, an odd look in his eyes as he looked back at me.
When he was all washed I rinsed him off, him shivering in the absence of the hot water. He looked so pathetic, I took him in my arms and laid back in the water, holding him tight. He cooperated more then, wrapping an arm around me whilst resting his cheek on my chest, his eyes closing. He’s so funny when he’s mad, but now that he calmed down I could see that he was tired again. Getting out of the tub I fetched us both clean clothes, when I came back Bam was sunk back into the water, looking cold without me. I got two towels out of the pantry and dried myself off, putting on a pair of pants before I did anything else; That house is damn cold, especially since winter solstice is today - it’s probably going to get much colder.
He watched me the whole time, I walked over to him and patted him on the head, reaching over to the drain letting the water out of the tub. He sat there shivering looking up at me like a sad puppy, I kneeled down next to the tub and covered him in a towel, wiping away the water from his flesh. After a while he stood up, and I handed him a stack of clean clothes, he took them and stopped at one garment - examining it. “..Are these.. Yours?” He looked at me questionably “Yes Bam, they are, go put them on” I said putting on a shirt. I took him in my arms and walked into his room, tucking him in his bed “Ville..?” He looked at me with that look that could make a mother cry “Yeah?” I replied, stroking his cheek. “Are’nt you going to sleep in here with me?” I raised a brow, I could’ve sworn I saw a tear in those eyes. “Why do you think I’m not?” I asked, kneeling down next to the bed “Because you tucked me in and didn’t hop in with me.. And you left earlier” he was pouting and it was so damn adorable, but it was like a stab to the heart seeing those eyes - poor Bam.
“I’m sorry Bam..” I sat on the edge of the bed and looked into those sad eyes of his “I just couldn’t sleep” I was fighting to not let my eyes water. His arms slid out from under the blankets and embraced me “Please don’t leave me Ville..” He whimpered, damn; so much for holding tears back. I shivered trying to hold my emotions back, a tear fell from my eyes and landed on Bam’s neck “Ville..?” He pulled me back trying to examine my expression, only to find me biting my lip profusely with another tear sitting on the edge of an eye. His bottom lip trembled “Don’t cry Willa Walo..” He whimpered, the tear leaving my eye and falling on him; He pulled me down, kissing me softly, a sob escaping me as he pulled back. He just stared up at me as my heart seemed to break over those sad eyes of his, that familiar rush of warmth came over me as tears just let themselves loose - God, I was so in love with this man that it hurt. “Of course I’ll stay Bam..” I said as I laid down against him, sobbing into his neck until I eventually fell in a quiet slumber.