Chapter Forty-One: Crisa
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Storm was being the perfect gentleman and getting me anything that I needed while we watched the movie. I think he was a little surprised at the fact that I finished my half of the Chinese food and half of one of the pizza’s. I was starving and they only gave me a little bit of soup at lunch like they didn’t know that I would still be hungry, but I was too tired to even argue. Sitting here with Storm felt so comfortable like we have been doing this for years. He looked a little bit disappointed and kept looking at me when he didn’t think I was looking, but I could see him.
He probably picked the scary movie thinking that I would get scared and seek him for comfort, but he didn’t know that horror movies were my favorite. Now with the injury on my side cuddling would be difficult unless we rearranged the couch and pulled the center sections out making it look like a big bed. If he sat down and I sat in between his legs leaning against him that might work so I looked over at him and said, “can you adjust the center sections of the couch? I want to cuddle into you, but with my side being injured I can’t without hurting myself. If you adjust the couch you can lean against it and I can lean against you.”
He jumped up a little bit more eager than he probably wanted to and I had to stifle a laugh. I managed to talk him through how to get the center pieces set up. He was shocked at the way the couch looked and muttered a quiet that’s cool. I just smiled and told him to grab a blanket and a couple pillows out of the closet by the entrance from the kitchen. He looked at me and said, “we aren’t sleeping on the couch you know that right?” I looked at him and said, “the pillows are for your comfort and the blanket is in case we get cold. While you are getting that I’m going to use the restroom. You may want to as well because once I get comfortable and restart the movie I’m not going to want to move.
We both went to the bathroom and by the time I made it back to the couch he had our drinks switched into bottles so they didn’t spill and set them on the couch. He had some snacks on the couch, the blanket laying out, and the pillows propped up where he wanted to sit. He rushed over to help me back to the couch before he sat back and waited for me to get into position. I carefully crawled up in between his legs and sat down leaning back against his chest. Even after I got comfortable he kept his arms up on the back of the couch.
He was probably trying to avoid my side or touching me somewhere I didn’t want him to, but that defeats the purpose of us sitting like this. I moved my head so I could look at him and said, “I didn’t want to sit like this so you could keep your arms up there. Give them to me.” He held out his arms for me to grab and I gently placed them around my waist making sure to avoid my wound as much as possible. When I was satisfied I grabbed the controllers to hit play and hit the dimmer on the lights again. As the movie started again I relaxed into Storm’s embrace. It felt like I was home with him holding me like this and I couldn’t even explain why I felt this way. After tonight we would definitely have to talk about what’s going on between us, but I just wanted to sit here and enjoy this movie with his arms around me.
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