Becoming the Luna

I open my eyes to sunlight streaming in from the tall window, somehow at night we had swapped positions and now I'm on him.

Dale is still fast asleep, the poor thing probably had a hectic day, I just prop my jaw on my arms and settle in to stare at him.

His black hair is tousled and partially obscuring his hard angular face, I resist the urge to push his hair from his face or trail my fingertips across his jaw.

I trail my eyes lower and remember that he's shirtless, that would explain why I can feel his abs through my light sweater.

I snap my head up again, ready to go back to staring at him. Dale embodies the phrase, tall, dark and handsome but yet he had so much brightness coming from him.

When my eyes meet up with his face, I see his bright green eyes staring down at me lazily and my heart thumps - oops! I've been caught…

"Morning, Hay." He drawls in his gravelly voice that has me melting. 

"Hi." I greet shyly, hiding my face in his chest so my voice comes out muffled.

He spins us around so that I'm trapped underneath him instead and he takes both my hands, holding them above my head.

"Sleep well?" He asks cordially, pushing a hand up my sweater.

I barely restrain the urge to roll my eyes, Dale seems to fancy holding conversations when I'm in the most embarrassing positions. "Yeah, I d…" I start to say but I don't get my words out.

"Morning, baby!" My mom bounces in with all the excitement of a four year old and then screams when she gets a good look at what's going on, on my bed.

I can imagine what she's seeing, a shirtless Dale hovering over me who has my arms trapped above my head and is trying to undress me - he actually isn't but there's no way my mom could have known that.

"I-I'll j-just come b-back later, have fun!" She tosses at us, dashing out with all of the energy she used to barge in.

"Just great." I mumble. "We've scarred my mom."

Dale chuckles at this, pulling me up so he can hug my upper body. "Nah, I don't think so." He replies, getting off the bed and helping me off too. "She'll just knock more often."

"Where are we going?" I ask, when he settles behind me and carefully starts to push me forward. 

"The bathroom, we're showering together." He says calmly.

I choke at his words. "W-What??!"

"I'm kidding, Hay, we're going to brush our teeth."

"Why do I have to come along with you?" I complain, still wanting to roll around on the warm bed a little more.

"Because I'll soon go, and I want to keep staring at you."

I don't know if to blush my cheeks off or be surprised so I go with the two. "You're going?" I ask in unhappy surprise, tucking my flaming cheeks closer to my chest.

He throws his arms around me and makes a miserable sound. "Yeah, there's this important meeting I can't miss."

I smile at his childish pouting. "Sounds like fun."

I figured that nothing could shock me after finding out that Dale's clothes are in my wardrobe but hell no! Apparently his toothbrush is also here, he side steps my question concerning that and we end up having a mini water splash battle at the sink.

Which I admit I started but his priceless face when the first handful of water hit is worth having my entire face dunked in the sink full of water.

We fall on the ground, laughing and panting from exertion.

"You're going to have to pay rent if you plan to room with me." I tell him, leaning against the tiled wall.

He crawls over to me with hooded eyes and I sit up a little stiffer. "Of course." He agrees, sliding closer to me. "I get to choose the method of payment too, don't I?" 

I blink in surprise, my brain refusing to process his words. "W-What?"

"Oh really?" He says in faux happiness, totally ignoring my confusion. "I can choose? Thank you, Hay." He grins at me, the tip of his fangs peeking out.

Before I can string a meaningful question together in a sentence, he slips a hand in my wet hair and angles my face for a kiss.

My eyes slip shut as well as my cognitive abilities, the kiss tastes like mint and cool water, and I don't think twice about slipping my hands around his neck.

I hear my name in the distance but I don't think twice about it, ignoring the faint sound, at least until the door swings open.

"Hay…" My mom starts to call in worry until she peeks inside. "Oh my God! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" She apologizes profusely and I hear her feet dashing across the room, I'll probably have to go check on her to make sure that she doesn't jump out the window.

Dale and I freeze at this and stare at each other for a while, then we both burst out laughing.

"Renee isn't going to let me come around anymore." He muttered with worried eyes.

I pick myself from the cool ground and walk out. "Yeah, you might want to make yourself scarce." I pause and look at him and see that he's really worried. "Aw, come on I was messing with you, my mom isn't going to chase you out of the house."

He still doesn't look convinced but I have to change out of the soaking wet sweater I'm in before I catch a cold so I go out anyway.

"Dale!" I call after I change out of my sweater and his phone rings for what must be the third time. "You might want to hurry up, I think you're late for your meeting!"

"I'm coming!" He calls back but his voice comes out muffled.

I just carefully dry my hair, uninterested in getting my entire body wet when it's so cold and early, I'd shower after breakfast.