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+An hour and a half of traffic and bad airport parking later+
"OH THANK GOD!!" Richard shouts out loud the second we walked outside of the airport. Finally being able to smoke. Wouldn't blame him, across ocean flights are always long and sketchy. A smokers worse nightmare. Secretly I wanted to just embrace him but we were in a public place, so I kept to myself. He sighs heavily, smoke coming out of his mouth. Such a chain smoker...He's quiet as well, waiting til we got in the car to talk. Bag flung over his shoulder. "So...did you miss me?" He grins playfully, I smile back as I turn out of the parking garage.
"That obvious huh?" I want to turn to him but I'm driving.
"All over your face." He chuckles.
"Damn..."
We both laugh at that, he sounds tired. Probably is...
A good 45 minutes of general conversation about New York passes by, tiny drops of water start to fall onto the windshield. Those tiny drops turn into near golf ball size and flood the glass. I click the windshield wiper.
+click+
...nothing.
+click click+
"Uh oh..." I fiddle with the switch one more time, still nothing. It was getting hard to see, not good.
"Think we should stop?" Richard yawns.
Wow. What a bright idea genius.
I just wanted to go home, it was warm in there. I pull the car over to the side of the road. He looks to me again.
"Aren't you gonna take the keys out?"
"Why?"
Richard taps at the gas meter.
"We don't have enough fuel to leave it on."
"Are you joking?!" I snap at him, looking at the gauge.
Oh happy day, its barely above empty. "Oh thats just fucking great..." I mumble, taking the keys out and tossing them on the dashboard.
"You done?" He laughs.
"Just a sec-" I press down on the horn and let out a lovely chain of swears. When I stop I push it one more time quickly. "-Now I'm good."
"Good because I don't know about you-" He gets up inside the car and goes to the backseat. "-I'm going to bed." He lays on the back seat, crosses his arms and relaxes. I stay put in the front, I try to anyway. It only lasts five minutes before I start shivering. I turn and look behind me. Hes wearing a trench coat much like Tills, he opens one eye and smiles.
Busted...
He sits up on his elbow. "You cold?" I turn around and look at the steering wheel. He touches my arm, "Holy shit youre freezing!"
"Not a big deal..." I grumble.
"Oh yes it is come here." He grabs me and pulls me backwards towards him.
"What the fuck?!" I cringe as my back slams against his body. He opens a flap to his coat and places it over me along with one arm. Tucking the other one under me.
"Oh quit your bitching, I'm not letting you freeze." He adjusts his body against the back cushions in the car. I don't even bother to struggle.
"....Who says I'm bitching?" I look at him and smirk. He kisses my cheek, playfully shivering afterwards. "Oh cmon I'm not that cold..."
"You'd be surprised." He breathes on my neck, me being the taller one afterall. The rain making constant ping sounds above us.
He holds me tight, his coat over the both of us. I'm actually about to fall asleep but he starts running his fingers through my hair. My eyes look up yet I remain motionless. He kisses the back of my head affectionally. "You really need to dress warmer..." He mumbles like hes talking in his sleep. Warm hands slipping under my shirt and touching my skin. One resting on my stomach, the other my hip. I can't stand this anymore, I shuffle my body. Turning around and I touch his face. He looks at me with exhausted eyes. I close mine and kiss him, moving my hands under the coat and onto his back. Indeed it is warmer over here. With the one arm under me he takes hold of one of my belt loops. We press together, he places a leg between mine. He tucks his other hand under my jaw. Stroking it with two fingers.
"Better?" I whisper.
"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" He quietly laughs, I rest against his collarbone.
"Yeah but you didn't.."
"I was gonna...eventually..." He nuzzles my neck, and messes with the collar of my shirt. Pressing his lips against my skin, I tighten my fingers against him. He stops and rests his head over mine. "I missed you too ya know." He kisses my forehead.
"You should have..."
I joked one last time before the two of us fell asleep in an embrace.
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"OH THANK GOD!!" Richard shouts out loud the second we walked outside of the airport. Finally being able to smoke. Wouldn't blame him, across ocean flights are always long and sketchy. A smokers worse nightmare. Secretly I wanted to just embrace him but we were in a public place, so I kept to myself. He sighs heavily, smoke coming out of his mouth. Such a chain smoker...He's quiet as well, waiting til we got in the car to talk. Bag flung over his shoulder. "So...did you miss me?" He grins playfully, I smile back as I turn out of the parking garage.
"That obvious huh?" I want to turn to him but I'm driving.
"All over your face." He chuckles.
"Damn..."
We both laugh at that, he sounds tired. Probably is...
A good 45 minutes of general conversation about New York passes by, tiny drops of water start to fall onto the windshield. Those tiny drops turn into near golf ball size and flood the glass. I click the windshield wiper.
+click+
...nothing.
+click click+
"Uh oh..." I fiddle with the switch one more time, still nothing. It was getting hard to see, not good.
"Think we should stop?" Richard yawns.
Wow. What a bright idea genius.
I just wanted to go home, it was warm in there. I pull the car over to the side of the road. He looks to me again.
"Aren't you gonna take the keys out?"
"Why?"
Richard taps at the gas meter.
"We don't have enough fuel to leave it on."
"Are you joking?!" I snap at him, looking at the gauge.
Oh happy day, its barely above empty. "Oh thats just fucking great..." I mumble, taking the keys out and tossing them on the dashboard.
"You done?" He laughs.
"Just a sec-" I press down on the horn and let out a lovely chain of swears. When I stop I push it one more time quickly. "-Now I'm good."
"Good because I don't know about you-" He gets up inside the car and goes to the backseat. "-I'm going to bed." He lays on the back seat, crosses his arms and relaxes. I stay put in the front, I try to anyway. It only lasts five minutes before I start shivering. I turn and look behind me. Hes wearing a trench coat much like Tills, he opens one eye and smiles.
Busted...
He sits up on his elbow. "You cold?" I turn around and look at the steering wheel. He touches my arm, "Holy shit youre freezing!"
"Not a big deal..." I grumble.
"Oh yes it is come here." He grabs me and pulls me backwards towards him.
"What the fuck?!" I cringe as my back slams against his body. He opens a flap to his coat and places it over me along with one arm. Tucking the other one under me.
"Oh quit your bitching, I'm not letting you freeze." He adjusts his body against the back cushions in the car. I don't even bother to struggle.
"....Who says I'm bitching?" I look at him and smirk. He kisses my cheek, playfully shivering afterwards. "Oh cmon I'm not that cold..."
"You'd be surprised." He breathes on my neck, me being the taller one afterall. The rain making constant ping sounds above us.
He holds me tight, his coat over the both of us. I'm actually about to fall asleep but he starts running his fingers through my hair. My eyes look up yet I remain motionless. He kisses the back of my head affectionally. "You really need to dress warmer..." He mumbles like hes talking in his sleep. Warm hands slipping under my shirt and touching my skin. One resting on my stomach, the other my hip. I can't stand this anymore, I shuffle my body. Turning around and I touch his face. He looks at me with exhausted eyes. I close mine and kiss him, moving my hands under the coat and onto his back. Indeed it is warmer over here. With the one arm under me he takes hold of one of my belt loops. We press together, he places a leg between mine. He tucks his other hand under my jaw. Stroking it with two fingers.
"Better?" I whisper.
"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" He quietly laughs, I rest against his collarbone.
"Yeah but you didn't.."
"I was gonna...eventually..." He nuzzles my neck, and messes with the collar of my shirt. Pressing his lips against my skin, I tighten my fingers against him. He stops and rests his head over mine. "I missed you too ya know." He kisses my forehead.
"You should have..."
I joked one last time before the two of us fell asleep in an embrace.
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the next part in the story. after the chapter Talk.
there will be more. eventually.
i love schneiders dialouge yet again. lol
there will be more. eventually.
i love schneiders dialouge yet again. lol
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