Awkward Beginnings
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Awkward Beginnings
Sitting down at the breakfast table, I was about to dig into the food that Iggy made, when I realized that something was missing.
Fang
"Anyone seen Fang yet?" I asked the rest of the flock.
They all shook their heads.
I pushed my chair back and got up to look for Fang.
He probably just slept in
I was so engrossed in thinking about our lives and how little we had to eat that when I reached Fang's door I just twisted the door knob and walked in. Failing to hear anyone trying to stop me entering the room. Which they were. That person being Fang, who happened to sleep in the nude and was having trouble finding his clothing because Gazzy had hid it.
"Max!" Fang yelled, as I stumbled upon him.
I stood there, blinking dumbly back at the completely nude Fang, until I realized that staring at him in such a blatant manner was not the smartest idea I've ever had.
"Oh my god, I'm really sorr-" I began to apologize, but was interrupted by his dark look.
His hands were unsuccessfully trying to cover his genitals while he glared at me in a mixture of annoyance and shock.
Turning on my heel, I stumbled almost ran from the room, slamming the door behind me.
Numbly, I went and sat back down at the table.
"So, how'd it go?" Gazzy asked me innocently while stirring his oatmeal.
Iggy snickered.
Angel was busy talking to a ladybug she'd found outside, while Nudge, was completely unaware because she was blabbing on about what she'd read about ladybugs to Angel.
I gave Gazzy and Iggy my fiercest glare, and then realized Iggy couldn't see my fiercest glare so I kicked him under the table.
Fang appeared a little later, avoiding my eyes. I couldn't bear to look at him, because whenever I did I would see the naked Fang. I mean sure, I wasn't totally naïve, I know what a naked body looks like, but how could I not see it? I mean sure, I'd seen it before when we were kids and bathed together but we were teenagers. Hormonal teenagers.
My heart pounded against my chest all through breakfast, as I felt Gazzy laughing quietly under his breath. I had no idea what to do or say.
Was Fang angry at me? What did he think of me? As a complete and utter pervert? Should I try and talk to him?
No, I can't do that! I'm not even sure I can look him in the face for a very very long time, without my mind conjuring up that. This did not help our situation in any way, with the Erasers, and Jeb gone and practically no food, no money, no nothing. I wished to God for a little black hole to appear under my chair and for me to fall into it so I didn't have to face today. Or tomorrow. Or any other day that came after.
Which was absurd. Since God has never listened to me, and I couldn't leave the flock. I would have to talk things through with Fang sooner or later.
Which I decided would be later. Much later.
I made it through the day in a daze, picking strawberries and hanging around with Angel and Nudge. I cleaned up the place, feeling completely like a mother hen or duck or whatever. By dinner, the whole place was practically sparkling and I had completely avoided Fang who had gone somewhere. I was exhausted, not because I couldn't get my mind off Fang's body, that narrow waist, those pert pink nipples, the narrow torso, the furry chestnut treasure trail. No. Stop right there Max.
After dinner, I excused myself from Monopoly, and went into my room to read. It was almost ten o' clock so I put my book down and told the kids to pack up. After our stack, brushing our teeth, washing of faces and changing into nighties I tucked Angel and Nudge in, checked on Gazzy and Iggy and hesitated outside Fang's door. I was hoping that I'd have something to rewind time and I would be able to remove his image from my mind. But I don't, and his nude body is as clear as ever in my mind. My heart palpitating and my breath shallow, I was considering just skipping him and going to bed. But I took a deep breath, calmed my nerves, and I knocked loudly this time, and waited to hear his reply.
"Come in"
I turned the knob gently, poking my head in to see that he was in bed, blankets up to his shoulders.
"Fang?"
His face was illuminated by the yellowish beside table, making him appear sorta… pissed.
He grunted in response.
"Fang, we should talk."
Again, he grunted.
I approached the bed, and kneeled beside it.
"You're naked under there"
He lifted up the blankets to inspect himself, and to see if it was that obvious.
"Don't worry, I can't see much" I assured him.
"Fang, look, I'm sorry about this morning, I should have knocked, I'm such an idiot."
No response.
"I promise I'll knock next time, and that it won't happen again"
No response.
"You've got a nice body?"
An infuriating smirk, and a knowing "I know"
I laughed, and hit him.
"Am I forgiven?"
He nodded.
"Good" I smiled warmly at him
I oddly felt that I should stay, right here, kneeling beside Fang. It felt right, just being here, inside his sanctuary. Everything felt different, now, and I still couldn't remove Fang's nude body from my head. I have no idea why I keep thinking about it.
I stared at Fang, lying there, saw his hair spread across the pillow. I slid my hand under the sheet, careful not to touch any part of his skin. My hand found his, and our fingers entwined
He opened his mouth to say something but decided not to and snapped it shut. I sat there, just gazing at him, completely comfortable. My yawn interrupted our private musings.
"You should go to sleep" Fang whispered at me.
I nodded, but didn't move from my spot.
"Do you want to sleep with me, here?" He asked my bashfully.
"Want me to protect to from the bedbugs?" He offered.
I laughed, punched him in the arm and climbed between the warm sheets. We lay there, shoulder to shoulder on our backs, until he scooted closer, turned on his side and wrapped his arm loosely around my waist.
"'Night Fang," I whispered
"'Night Max" He said, his arm tightening around me.
I leaned forward to press a tender kiss to his temple. He looked at me and kissed me on the cheek. I turned red, but didn't know why. I turned my head and looked at him. He stared back.
I shifted onto my side and leaned forward to press a light kiss against his lips. I let it linger a second longer than I knew I should have before quickly pulling back.
I was about to run from the rejection.
When none came.
To Be Continued...
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