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[#108] It's Who We're Doing Them With (Original)
Theme Prompt: #108 – After Midnight
Title: It’s Who We’re Doing Them With
Fandom: Original
Rating/Warnings: PG-13
Bonus: Yes.
Word Count: 861
Summary: Cecily’s boyfriend comes in for the save on a rough night.
Something clatters gently against the glass of Cecily’s window.
She wouldn’t have heard it, if all had gone to plan this evening After all, it’s near two in the morning, and she should, like most teenagers her age, be fast asleep in the comfort of her own bed, sleeping the sleep of the well-rested. But nothing about tonight had gone to plan. She’s been tossing and turning for hours, unable to sleep, frantically worried about the tests to come tomorrow.
She’s certain she’s going to fail. She’s going to fail, and everyone is going to hate her. It’s a familiar spiral that often comes at these high stress points during the school year, and while she knows it’s not true—most of the time she performs on average with the rest of her class. But that doesn’t stop the fear from coursing through her, wondering if this will be the time that all her worst fears come true.
It’s because of this anxiety smile that she doesn’t notice the first time the sound appears, or the second. It isn’t until the buzzing of her cell phone accompanies the third that she snaps out of it and roll over to see the text:
Look outside your window.
Frowning, she rolls to her feet and makes her way over to the window to look down at the front yard. Standing there is her boyfriend, Ivan, and he gives a small wave. She shakes her head before texting him back.
What are you doing here?
Come down and find out.
She makes a face at the response, before sliding her feet into shoes and quietly inching through the house so as not to disturb her parents. While they like Ivan, she has a feeling that if they caught him sneaking their daughter out of the house at two in the morning, that fondness might have a limit.
She freezes when one of the squeaky old stairs lets out a creeeeeeeak, but after a brief pause, no one in the house stirs and she continues to make her way down the stairs and to the front door. Ivan brightens when he sees her, jogging over to meet her at the door for a kiss.
“Hey.”
She takes the kiss, but pulls back to blink at him again. “What are you doing here?”
“I came to save you from yourself.”
She blinks. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I know how you get when finals come around. I’m here to get you out of your head.”
“At two in the morning?”
“Better late than never.” He grins back at her before draping an arm around her shoulders. “So what do you say? Wanna go for a drive?”
She glances back at the house and the upstairs bedroom where she should be, then back at the car that’s waiting. She could spend the next few hours restless in her own bed or she could spend some quality time with her boyfriend that might actually leave her feeling better. For her, it’s a no-brainer.
She quickly turns back to lock the door, then glances back at him with a nod. “So where are we going?”
“My favorite place in the whole world.”
* * * * *
About an hour later, the car comes to a stop at the top of the ridge. The trees part in front of their parking spot, revealing the dark shadows of the town below, as well as the twinkling stars you can’t normally see from the ground below. Cecily takes a breath, staring out over the beautiful view with a smile.
“Wow.”
“Told you,” he grins, inching over on the bench seat to wrap an arm around her shoulders.
As she settles comfortably into the silence, she can already hear her brain quieting, whether it’s from exhaustion or just the familiar presence trying to distract her. She glances over to consider him. “How did you know?”
“What?”
“How did you know I needed this?”
Ivan shrugs as he considers his answer. “I know you get all stressed about finals and stuff. And I figured that if you were going to suffer, better something that gets you out of your own head, rather than suffering on your own.”
Cecily smiles softly, before leaning in to kiss him again. This time longer and more lingering than the one in front of her house. He makes a happy noise into the kiss, pulling her closer. Things descend briefly into the usual teenage things, letting him distract her with his lips and hands before she pulls back with a sigh.
“If we get caught trying to smuggle me back into the house, you’re the one who has to explain it to my parents.”
Ivan’s face blanches briefly before sighing. “I guess I walked myself into that one.”
She nods. “I’ll make it up to you?”
“You better,” he smirks before pulling her back in again. As she continues to kiss him, she can’t help but feel that this is the best result of insomnia that she’s had in a while.
She just hopes that she doesn’t regret it in the morning.
Title: It’s Who We’re Doing Them With
Fandom: Original
Rating/Warnings: PG-13
Bonus: Yes.
Word Count: 861
Summary: Cecily’s boyfriend comes in for the save on a rough night.
Something clatters gently against the glass of Cecily’s window.
She wouldn’t have heard it, if all had gone to plan this evening After all, it’s near two in the morning, and she should, like most teenagers her age, be fast asleep in the comfort of her own bed, sleeping the sleep of the well-rested. But nothing about tonight had gone to plan. She’s been tossing and turning for hours, unable to sleep, frantically worried about the tests to come tomorrow.
She’s certain she’s going to fail. She’s going to fail, and everyone is going to hate her. It’s a familiar spiral that often comes at these high stress points during the school year, and while she knows it’s not true—most of the time she performs on average with the rest of her class. But that doesn’t stop the fear from coursing through her, wondering if this will be the time that all her worst fears come true.
It’s because of this anxiety smile that she doesn’t notice the first time the sound appears, or the second. It isn’t until the buzzing of her cell phone accompanies the third that she snaps out of it and roll over to see the text:
Look outside your window.
Frowning, she rolls to her feet and makes her way over to the window to look down at the front yard. Standing there is her boyfriend, Ivan, and he gives a small wave. She shakes her head before texting him back.
What are you doing here?
Come down and find out.
She makes a face at the response, before sliding her feet into shoes and quietly inching through the house so as not to disturb her parents. While they like Ivan, she has a feeling that if they caught him sneaking their daughter out of the house at two in the morning, that fondness might have a limit.
She freezes when one of the squeaky old stairs lets out a creeeeeeeak, but after a brief pause, no one in the house stirs and she continues to make her way down the stairs and to the front door. Ivan brightens when he sees her, jogging over to meet her at the door for a kiss.
“Hey.”
She takes the kiss, but pulls back to blink at him again. “What are you doing here?”
“I came to save you from yourself.”
She blinks. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I know how you get when finals come around. I’m here to get you out of your head.”
“At two in the morning?”
“Better late than never.” He grins back at her before draping an arm around her shoulders. “So what do you say? Wanna go for a drive?”
She glances back at the house and the upstairs bedroom where she should be, then back at the car that’s waiting. She could spend the next few hours restless in her own bed or she could spend some quality time with her boyfriend that might actually leave her feeling better. For her, it’s a no-brainer.
She quickly turns back to lock the door, then glances back at him with a nod. “So where are we going?”
“My favorite place in the whole world.”
About an hour later, the car comes to a stop at the top of the ridge. The trees part in front of their parking spot, revealing the dark shadows of the town below, as well as the twinkling stars you can’t normally see from the ground below. Cecily takes a breath, staring out over the beautiful view with a smile.
“Wow.”
“Told you,” he grins, inching over on the bench seat to wrap an arm around her shoulders.
As she settles comfortably into the silence, she can already hear her brain quieting, whether it’s from exhaustion or just the familiar presence trying to distract her. She glances over to consider him. “How did you know?”
“What?”
“How did you know I needed this?”
Ivan shrugs as he considers his answer. “I know you get all stressed about finals and stuff. And I figured that if you were going to suffer, better something that gets you out of your own head, rather than suffering on your own.”
Cecily smiles softly, before leaning in to kiss him again. This time longer and more lingering than the one in front of her house. He makes a happy noise into the kiss, pulling her closer. Things descend briefly into the usual teenage things, letting him distract her with his lips and hands before she pulls back with a sigh.
“If we get caught trying to smuggle me back into the house, you’re the one who has to explain it to my parents.”
Ivan’s face blanches briefly before sighing. “I guess I walked myself into that one.”
She nods. “I’ll make it up to you?”
“You better,” he smirks before pulling her back in again. As she continues to kiss him, she can’t help but feel that this is the best result of insomnia that she’s had in a while.
She just hopes that she doesn’t regret it in the morning.