| Zach Kitano ( @ 2008-07-22 01:20:00 |
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| Entry tags: | adrienne conté, zach kitano |
The History of Zach and Adrienne: Take 19
Who: Zach and Adrienne
When: Tuesday, April 3, 2007. 11:38 PM.
Where: Adrienne’s room at her parents’ house in Chicago.
What: Two weeks after they have left the school, Zach flew in on April 1st to visit Adrienne for a week. They have a fight tonight over something unexpected.
As the house grew quiet, Zach crept out of his designated room and down the hall to Adrienne’s room. Her parents were a little old-fashioned, like his parents would have been, and preferred the two of them sleeping in different rooms while Zach was visiting. He understood why, although he and Adrienne hadn’t taken their relationship in that direction yet. It was still new for both of them, and they were only in the beginning stages. Zach wanted to stay with her tonight, though. It was the night after the full moon, and she was still aching from her transformation. Last night had been her first full moon away from the school, and Zach wanted to be there for her.
Slipping into her room, he carefully closed the door behind himself and snuck over to her bed. Zach pulled up the sheets and blanket, sliding underneath them and snuggling behind Adrienne. His left arm settled over her side, and he bent his head down to kiss her on the shoulder despite the cloth that covered her skin. “Adrienne,” he murmured, not wanting to wake her but wanting her to know he was there. “Are you still awake?” Zach whispered near her ear. “I can rub your baaack,” he offered, a little smile creeping onto his face.
He wore a simple white t-shirt to bed with boxers, and his bare arm rested above the blanket over her middle. He raised his hand higher, clasping his fingers over hers. They lied closer to her head. Moonlight poured in through the window, its curtain pulled back and the window open to let in the cool night air. Light from the stars illuminated the sky outside brilliantly, and it lent a soft glow to her room. Zach leaned into her hair, breathing in its scent. The strands felt soft against his cheek, and Adrienne’s brunette locks smelled fresh of her shampoo. It felt nice to lie with her like this, and what her parents didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them.