I smile.
“I’m so fucking happy that you’re my mate,” he says softly, as he kisses me again.
I smile, “Me too. You’re mine.”
“Forever,” River replies firmly and full of such conviction that it fixes a broken part of me.
“I like the sound of that,” I reply, kissing him again and then standing up with wobbly legs.
We finish the shower quickly, or at least as quickly as you can shower when it’s interspersed with kisses, water fights, and lots of laughter. I canhonestly say that I have never laughed so much while taking a shower. I’m not sure I can go back to the normal boring ones now.
When we eventually do fall into bed together, there’s a huge smile on both of our faces, and I’m so tired that I don’t even worry about drooling on him.
I don’t think he’d care anyway.
∞∞∞
The next morning, or rather afternoon, by the time everyone wakes up, is slow.
None of us is quite ready to do much more than eat, drink coffee, and enjoy each other’s company. I absolutely adore that we all eat together more often than we don’t, and I plan to take advantage of these slow mornings as much as I can because I don’t think that they’re going to be this way for long.
Soon, everything is going to get crazy again, and we’re going to find ourselves rushing around and getting sleep whenever we can. Slow mornings will not be possible.
At least I’m pretty sure that’s where we’re heading, but I’m hoping I’m wrong.
We’re all still in pyjamas and sprawled across most surfaces in the front room, watching some sitcom, when Van sighs.
“Nope, don’t say it,” Reed says immediately.
Coen brushes the hair off my head that’s resting in his lap, and I glance up in time to see him smirk as he adds, “Reed’s right. Don’t do it, man.”
“What’s he going to do?” I ask curiously, clearly having missed something.
Griff chuckles, as he absentmindedly strokes my legs that are resting in his lap, “He’s about to suggest that we call Ty, and get on with stuff for the day.”
“Well, it does need to be done,” I admit somewhat reluctantly.
The guys groan, while Van looks at me triumphantly.
“See, Neith knows I’m right,” he grins, and the guys roll their eyes, although they’re also all smiling.
“We were enjoying some downtime,” Raiden says. “Fuck knows when we’re going to get the opportunity like this again.”
“I don’t want to get dressed,” River moans.
I grin, “Then don’t. I’m enjoying the view.”
River’s eyes flash to his kitsunes, and his grin widens, “That settles it then. I shall never wear a shirt again.”
“To be fair, Ty’s used to seeing you shirtless, he probably won’t bat an eyelid,” Evander says.
“We could probably all stay as we are, he’s not going to care,” Ransom says.
“Good point,” Doc nods, looking a bit happier now that he doesn’t have to change.
Coen sighs, “Alright, let's get this done then. It shouldn’t take too long, and then we can come back and hang out for a bit longer.”
“Agreed,” Van says, as he stands up and stretches.
