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After Clara shocked me last night by asking me to cuddle with her, I woke up and decided to make her some breakfast. I tried to get up out of bed without stirring her, but she flipped over and I stopped in my tracks immediately. I looked behind me, trying to see if she was awake and she wasn't, so I continued with my mission to leave her bed and make her breakfast. She's the only person who seems to see my soft spot.
I successfully made it out of the bed and I put my clothes back on. I hate sleeping in them because who wants to sleep in jeans and a T-shirt? It's uncomfortable.
I walked to her kitchen and I looked to see what she had. It seemed she had stuff for me to make some simple chocolate chip pancakes and eggs. I looked around for some sausage, but I was shit out of luck, so I walked over to my place real quick, since I'm next door, and I grabbed the sausage from my fridge. I came back and I searched for the pans I needed. I found them and started cooking.
Not long after I started I heard foot steps from behind me and I turned around to see the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on. She was rubbing her left eye and scratching her stomach. Fuck me.
"Morning." Her voice was soft and raspy. The sound immediately went to my dick.
"Uhh, morning." I stuttered. I fucking stuttered. She smiled and walked over, smelling the air with every single step she took.
"Smells good. What are you making?" She looked around for her coffee grinds so she could throw them in the coffee maker.
"Chocolate chip pancakes, eggs, and sausage." She hummed in delight.
"Sausage." She repeated and she licked her lips. Oh fuck me. I cleared my throat and I tried to think of things to make this hard on go down. Dead puppies. Think of dead puppies.
"The food should be done soon, so go lay down." My intention was to feed her in bed, but her being woken up by the smell ruined my objective.
"Why do I need to lay down." She looked at me with a very confused look on her face. I just sighed and pointed to the bed.
"Lay. Down." I didn't make any room for disagreement, she just sighed and did what I said.
"Happy!" She yelled from the bedroom and I just laughed at her brattiness.
"Yes!" I yelled back at her and she just huffed, very loudly.
"Asshole." She muttered and I looked into the bedroom.
"I heard that." My eyebrow cocked up and she just stuck out her tongue at me, I tilted my head to the side, imagining it wrapped around my cock.
"Don't play with me princess. I'll make it so you can't walk the next day." I growled and she just blushed and looked away. Kylo-1, Clara-0
I worked to finish the food, and when I did I laid it all out on on the little table so I could give it to her in bed.
"Here." I handed the food to her with her coffee and her eyes sparkled.
"Thank you!" She beamed and I've never seen someone take a bite of something so fast. She must've been hungry. She groaned when the flavors bit her tongue.
"So good." She chuckled with the food in her mouth. I just smiled and sat down across from her.
We sat like that for a while, me watching her eat, and her stuffing her face, before I had to break some news to her. I cleared my throat and she looked up.
"Hmm?" She hummed to push me to talk. I cleared my throat again before speaking.
"I have to leave for a couple of weeks. For a job." She stopped eating and I could tell that her happy vibes went away immediately.
"To where?" She sat the table down on her bedside table and she crossed her fingers together.
"France." I spoke quickly. She mumbled France like she was assessing the word and nodded.
"How many weeks are we talking?" I wonder why she even cares how long I'll be gone. It's not like we're together.
"Well if everything goes smoothly then six weeks, but if not then I could be out there for almost thirteen..." The silence between us could cause us to hear a pin drop.
"Oh okay." She finally spoke, but then a question seemed to thrust itself into her mind.
"What kind of job leaves you out for almost two to three months?" She leaned up, desperate for the gossip.
"I'm working for the mafia out there." I pushed her legs to the side so I could set mine there.
"The mafia!? Wow." She was shocked for a minute. I'm assuming she's never worked a job like this in her career as an assassin.
"Yeah." Then it was silent again.
"When are you leaving." She looked down at her hands and started fiddling with them. I just looked around the room, almost twice, before answering.
"Tomorrow morning." It was soon and I didn't get the phone call until last night when I had left Clara's room for the first time.
"Oh." She seemed sad, but I wonder why.
"Are you okay?" I scooted a little closer to her on the bed and I looked her dead in the eye. She immediately looked away and I subconsciously moved my hand to her face and lifted her chin so her eyes could meet mine.
"What's wrong princess?" I urged for her to give me an answer. She sat there for a minute before answering me.
"I- I just. I just started getting better and it's all because of you." She hesitated, whispering the last bit of her sentence to me before continuing quietly, "and I'm scared that I'll get worse." She looked guilty for telling me her fears. I just tried my best to ease her mind and to let her rest knowing that she'll be okay and this mission will go smoothly.
"It's fine to be worried princess, it's fine to have fears, if you wanted you could tell me to stay and I would...Sometimes in life we have to be selfish in order to succeed, and that's okay. You can be selfish if you want. I can call them and tell them to pick someone else. I could tell them that I can't do the job because of something, I don't know I'll come up with anything. You are allowed to do that. I care for your health just as much as you do, princess." I flipped to the other side of the bed and I held her close to my chest. She just took a deep breath before answering.
"No. I don't need you to stay. Go. Get that bag." She looked up at me and smiled. It seems like my reassurance worked! I mentally gave myself a high five.
"Are you sure?" I asked one more time just to make sure.
"Yes." She giggled, "Go. I'll be fine on my own." She playfully smacked my shoulder and asked me to give her back her food tray. I obliged and she finished the food in no time.
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It was finally time for me to leave and I almost didn't want too. Last night I spent it with Clara and something in the back of my mind wants me to stay.
You love her you fucking idiot. My mind seems to be my own enemy.
I packed my bags last night with the help of Clara. She pulled things out and if I said yes she put them in the suitcase in an orderly manner. I think she has OCD. She's always been like this her whole life, or at least the whole time I've known her. She's always wanted things to be perfect and if they weren't she flipped her shit on every one in the radius. I think she believes that if a place isn't spic and span than everyone in the ten mile radius would die. I told her to get it checked out, but she thought therapists were for the weak.
"Hey." Clara nudged me with her shoulder and I turned around.
"What's up?" I leaned against the wall, waiting for my Uber to get here.
"...make sure you call me. Alright?" She looked down at her feet and I couldn't help but have a small bit of air flee my nose. We've known each other for a long time, so I guess you could say we are family, or hopefully more than that. I adore Clara... and I hope the same for me.
"Of course." I shove her shoulder and immediately the Uber pulled up in the driveway. I looked over at her and she looked so... solemn.
"I'll be back princess. I promise." I held out my pinkie and she grabbed it with hers. Locked and sealed. She laughed and pushed me out of the house.
"Get that money, lover boy." She winked at me and I couldn't help but get flustered.
"I will. Oh! And you keep eating! Please. Call me if you need help and I'll be on the next plane back." I yelled as I was walking towards the car.
"Yeah, yeah. See ya asshole." I clutched my heart and made a flabbergasted face at her and she just giggled in delight.
"Bye princess." I said before getting into the car.
"Go! Bye." She urged me on because it seemed like this was going on for forever.
"Bye." I got into the car and the last thing I saw was Clara watching the car leave behind the gates, and drive down the long narrow driveway.
Fuck.
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Clara's POV:
Damn I'm gonna miss him...
Don't tell anyone I said that. Yeah, I'm talking to you reader. Don't. Tell. Him. I. Said. That. Please.
Anyway enough harassment I'm just going to go clean. I know what you're thinking "doesn't she clean when she's anxious, sad, angry, or anything but happy?" Yes I do. Why are you in my damn business? I'm kidding, your supposed to be, but anyway enough of that I think I'm going to go and see Julia now and hope she's not fucking someone again.
"Hey slut." I said as soon as she answered the phone.
"Hey." She sounded...off?
"You good?" I would be lying if I said I wasn't concerned. There was a long pause before she spoke.
"Yeah... I just wanted to apologize for yesterday..." I could tell based off her tone of voice that she was embarrassed and she wished she could take it away. I laugh and I shake my head.
"It's fine Julia. Tell me this one thing though... when did you become attracted to women and when did you become a dominant!" She giggled on the other side of the phone and I could tell this was going to be good.
"Oh girl you don't want to know! I'll tell you more when I get to your room. Prepare the food and Netflix." She spoke fast and I could tell she'll be here soon.
I agreed and I quickly ran to the cupboard in my kitchen, I grabbed some kettle and butter popcorn. I also ordered some of our favorite pizza while I threw the popcorn in the microwave. I ran to my TV to turn on Netflix, I already knew we were going to argue about the show or movie, so I wasn't going to bother with that.
About ten minutes later she knocked on my door. I got up off the couch and I ran to the door. As soon as I opened it she flew into my arms, holding me like she's going to die in the next ten seconds. I laughed and looked down at her.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" I held her closer and she didn't do anything but take in a deep breath of my scent.
"I don't know... I missed you bitch! I was gone for a couple of days and I felt embarrassed about last night." She let go and I just giggled before taking her to the couch.
"I missed you too slut! And it's fine. I already told you it was okay. But now that we are on the subject." I wiggled my eyebrows in amusement before continuing, "When did you become such a slut!" She laughed while grabbing the closest bowl of popcorn.
"Well- long story short; I ended up at a bar, got drunk, ended up at a hotel with this chick, became her Dom, and I fucked her into oblivion with my strap." She chewed the popcorn like what she just told me was as boring as talking about the weather.
"Wait- wait, wait. What? For one, when did you become interested in women? For two, when did you become a dom? And for three, WHEN IN FUCK DID YOU GET A STRAP!" I yelled out because I was just amused by this whole thing, as well as confused. She just snorted and she chewed her popcorn a bit faster so she could answer my questions.
"For one, always. For two, that night. And for three, always." She winked and I couldn't believe it. My best friend is a women loving slut! Oh god I love it. I love it so much. I blushed like a teenage school girl when her friends talk about sex too much.
"Oh god. I love you so much." I hugged her like no tomorrow and she hugged me back just as aggressively.
"I love you too babe, but can we watch something?" She whispered softly to me and I happily agreed.
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It was now midnight and Julia had just left. Great my distraction from my aching thoughts is gone. I whimper and I walk over to my bedroom. I flopped on my bed and I sighed into my freshly made pillow.
"This is the life." I groaned into my pillow and I flipped over, moving the hair out of my face that decided to move with me. I sighed one more time and I just looked off into space, thinking about Kylo's plane trip.
"I wonder if he's okay." I hum and just as quickly as that question entered my mind, I decided to just call and ask.
"I hope he's not on the plane anymore." I bite my nail in fear. It's a habit of mine. The phone rings four times and then and only then does he answer the phone, his voice groggy and sharp.
"Hello." He rasped and I couldn't help but get red in the face. Damn I really do have a voice kink, huh?
"Hi." I smiled even though he couldn't see it.
"Clara. How are you doing princess?" I heard soft shuffling in the back ground. He must be getting comfortable.
"I'm fine. How was your flight?" I didn't want him to stress his whole entire trip on me, or even just cancel it all together.
"It was...uncomfortable." He laughed before continuing, "Did you eat yet?" Of course he was going to ask that. I wish I wasn't such a burden on him all the time.
"Yes. I ate popcorn and pizza with Julia when you left." I started twirling a piece of my hair between my fingers. He exhaled softly and I just couldn't help but feel like he was relieved and relaxed now that he knew I ate.
"Good. Good." He muttered into the phone.
"Yeahhh." We both didn't know what to say so we both muttered a quick good bye to each other in complete just awkwardness and uncomfortableness. I sighed and I flopped down onto my bed again and I just thought to myself.
"I wonder if I should call him again tomorrow." I muttered softly before I fell into a deep slumber that caught my tiredness away.
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Hello!! I finished this chapter and I hope to get a new one out soon! My birthday is next week on Wednesday so I hope to get it out soon after that.
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