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xmutanthigh2007-04-17 10:21 pm
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[SCENE] Bobby & Amara .... and a guest appearance by Wolvie
I didn't change Logan, Kayt, because, well, you know the scene didn't allow it to fit. But I am so going to use that idea another time (I'll run it by Mindy) :P
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Bobby shuffled down the hall towards the kitchen, blinking tired eyes and yawning. It was two in the morning, and once again he'd woken up and not been able to fall asleep again.
He gave a brief glance towards the television room, expecting to see Jones as usual - but stopped when he saw a familiar blond head.
"Amara?" Bobby stepped closer and leaned against the doorframe
Setting her book down next to her, Amara turned back to see Bobby leaning in the doorway and smiled. "Hey, Bobby." Bobby took a few steps into the room and sat down onto the arm of the sofa.
"I was just down here reading," She motioned towards her closed book, "I couldn't really sleep." She eyed him curiously for a moment.
"Same here," he replied. He stood to walk across the room, moving the novel placed on the cushion, and took a seat next to Amara on the soft furniture.
She changed her seating position to turn to face him, placing a soft, quick kiss on his jaw line before she said, "What were you doing down here anyways? Besides not being able to sleep."
Bobby grinned. "What am I always doing at two in the morning when I can't sleep?"
She rolled her eyes. "I still don't understand how you can eat that stuff as often as you do."
"And I don't understand how you can be so addicted to coffee," he teased, draping an arm over the back of the couch.
She smirked, scooting even closer to him. "It's simple; coffee is good."
It was Bobby's turn to roll his eyes, but still with a smile. "Okay, okay; truce."
He sealed their truce with a gentle kiss, soft and slow. Her hand rested on his cheek, and he buried his fingers in the hair at the back of her head, bringing her closer.
They broke apart for air, foreheads touching. Amara dropped her hand to his shoulder.
"Bobby?" she asked after a moment's comfortable silence.
"Mmm?"
She moved her head back so she could look at him properly. "How many people know about us?"
He thought about it for a moment. "Well, I haven't exactly told anyone yet. So I don't know for sure."
"Well," she began to play with the collar of his shirt, "do you want anyone to know?"
He threaded locks of her hair through his fingers, holding her gaze. "I dunno. What do you want?"
"I was maybe," she paused, her fingers brushed against his neck. "Going to tell Meg, but other than that..."
"I don't mind if she knows, and actually, I don't mind if people find out. I'm not going to lie if anyone asks me about it," Bobby said, letting go of her hair and cupping her cheek. "And I'm not going to stop doing this like this--" he leaned in and kissed her quickly "--where people might see us. But it's our business, so I'm not going to just tell the whole school."
She smiled warmly at him and nodded. "That sounds good to me." She took his hands in hers, threading their fingers together, leaned into the couch next to him, comfortable, and continued to smile at him.
A sudden noise caused them both to jump slightly and turn to the door.
A tired and decidedly annoyed Logan stood in the doorway, arms folded.
"You two better have a good reason for being out of your rooms way past curfew," he growled.
Bobby swallowed nervously. "We just couldn't sleep," he said, as they both withdrew their hands.
Logan narrowed his eyes. "You can both not sleep in your own rooms. Get back to bed."
The teenagers got up and walked slowly to the stairs under Logan's stare. Bobby shrugged apologetically at Amara, and she brushed his shoulder with her hand as they parted.
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Bobby shuffled down the hall towards the kitchen, blinking tired eyes and yawning. It was two in the morning, and once again he'd woken up and not been able to fall asleep again.
He gave a brief glance towards the television room, expecting to see Jones as usual - but stopped when he saw a familiar blond head.
"Amara?" Bobby stepped closer and leaned against the doorframe
Setting her book down next to her, Amara turned back to see Bobby leaning in the doorway and smiled. "Hey, Bobby." Bobby took a few steps into the room and sat down onto the arm of the sofa.
"I was just down here reading," She motioned towards her closed book, "I couldn't really sleep." She eyed him curiously for a moment.
"Same here," he replied. He stood to walk across the room, moving the novel placed on the cushion, and took a seat next to Amara on the soft furniture.
She changed her seating position to turn to face him, placing a soft, quick kiss on his jaw line before she said, "What were you doing down here anyways? Besides not being able to sleep."
Bobby grinned. "What am I always doing at two in the morning when I can't sleep?"
She rolled her eyes. "I still don't understand how you can eat that stuff as often as you do."
"And I don't understand how you can be so addicted to coffee," he teased, draping an arm over the back of the couch.
She smirked, scooting even closer to him. "It's simple; coffee is good."
It was Bobby's turn to roll his eyes, but still with a smile. "Okay, okay; truce."
He sealed their truce with a gentle kiss, soft and slow. Her hand rested on his cheek, and he buried his fingers in the hair at the back of her head, bringing her closer.
They broke apart for air, foreheads touching. Amara dropped her hand to his shoulder.
"Bobby?" she asked after a moment's comfortable silence.
"Mmm?"
She moved her head back so she could look at him properly. "How many people know about us?"
He thought about it for a moment. "Well, I haven't exactly told anyone yet. So I don't know for sure."
"Well," she began to play with the collar of his shirt, "do you want anyone to know?"
He threaded locks of her hair through his fingers, holding her gaze. "I dunno. What do you want?"
"I was maybe," she paused, her fingers brushed against his neck. "Going to tell Meg, but other than that..."
"I don't mind if she knows, and actually, I don't mind if people find out. I'm not going to lie if anyone asks me about it," Bobby said, letting go of her hair and cupping her cheek. "And I'm not going to stop doing this like this--" he leaned in and kissed her quickly "--where people might see us. But it's our business, so I'm not going to just tell the whole school."
She smiled warmly at him and nodded. "That sounds good to me." She took his hands in hers, threading their fingers together, leaned into the couch next to him, comfortable, and continued to smile at him.
A sudden noise caused them both to jump slightly and turn to the door.
A tired and decidedly annoyed Logan stood in the doorway, arms folded.
"You two better have a good reason for being out of your rooms way past curfew," he growled.
Bobby swallowed nervously. "We just couldn't sleep," he said, as they both withdrew their hands.
Logan narrowed his eyes. "You can both not sleep in your own rooms. Get back to bed."
The teenagers got up and walked slowly to the stairs under Logan's stare. Bobby shrugged apologetically at Amara, and she brushed his shoulder with her hand as they parted.
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I love them. <3 They are so sweet. And Bobby is so sweet.
AHAHA Logan.
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-giggles some more-
OOC
And I don't know how anyone gets it on with Logan around lol!
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Maybe they should ask what LOGAN was doing up at that hour XD!