I was packing with all the enthusiasm in the world when Dean called me.
"Baby, did you see the news? There is a storm coming so we couldn't go camping this weekend. I am so sorry".
I was deeply disappointed. Before I could fake some chirpiness and say that we could go next time, Dean spoke again. "I have already packed my bags and told my father that I would be away for the weekend. Shall I come to your house? We can have a movie marathon. Or something. Your pick".
"Yes, yes. That sounds fun. Can't wait. When are you coming?"
"How about right away?"
"That works. Pick up a carton of eggs and milk on your way".
"Way ahead of you, baby. Already bought the groceries and packed 'em. Do you need anything else?"
"No, drive safely, Dean".
"See you soon, baby". I was suddenly hyper aware of the situation. Dean. In my house. For the weekend.
Did I clean the house recently? Did I leave my underwear anywhere? Is the bed comfortable enough for him?
My head was spiraling imagining all the possible scenarios. I needed expert opinion so I called Rose.
"Wassup, Lexy? You want to know which underwear to pack for your camping trip? How about nothing?"
"Geez, Rose. It's really a camping trip and it won't be probably like anything from your imagination. Anyway, camping is no-go because of the storm. Dean is staying with me for the weekend"
"Wow. This is even better. It would be better if it's the environment is familiar to you".
"Better for what?"
"God! Do I need to spell it for you, Alex? It will be your first time with him, right?"
"Um, that, yeah. We fooled around a bit but things might happen this weekend, I guess"
"I was right. There are no mosquitoes. Go Dean!"
"I am freaking out here, a little help for your bestie?"
"It might sound like a usual advise but go with the flow, Lexy. Don't think too much. I know you would. You trust him, right?"
"Yeah" I whispered.
"Make right choices. And hey, don't forget to text me the details. Even if it is R-rated. Especially R-rated".
"Gross. Forget this call ever happened. Bye, Rose". I hung up the call. Typical Rose. But still she was right. I should not over-think and ruin this.
"Baby, you in there? Come and get this grocery bag". Dean's voice interrupted my thoughts.
I went to get the bag and stopped few seconds to admire him. He was in his usual jeans and t-shirt attire but still managed to take my breath away.
"Baby, we have all weekend to drool over each other. Now take this bag". He gave me his infamous wink.
"Get over yourself. I was just checking if you brought everything", I tried to brush him off.
But he knows me better. He came inside and trapped me between his arms. "Yeah, right. You were looking like you were ready to eat. Sure, but not the food".
As usual my brain decided it was time to take a break. "Um, uh, yeah, I am hungry. I mean I could eat. I mean dinner". For each word his face came closer to mine and I totally forgot what I was blabbering about. Dinner, what?
"But I am really starving, though. Let's get something to eat first". He gave a quick peck and moved away, much to my disappointment. I pouted and followed him.
We had dinner. I had frozen pizza in the fridge and special occasion calls for trusty old pizza.
"Do you want to take a shower first?" I asked him without thinking.
He looked at me with a little shock in his eyes and then I realized what that implied.
"I mean, there is only one bathroom. So I wanted to check if you wanted to go first or if I could"
"Oh, ahem, you can go ahead. I want to put away some groceries and do a little unpacking". I nodded and practically ran to the bathroom while he was laughing at my expense.
I have showered and put on my comfy pants and t-shirt. And checked my reflection in the mirror. That's something new. I liked the version staring back at me. He looked happy and carefree.
"Baby, shall I use your shampoo? I forgot mine". I heard Dean asking from the bathroom.
"Yeah, it's fine", I replied.
"Do you want to come and find it for me?"
He never stops, does he? "Nah, you can come out with stinky hair for all I care".
"You love my hair and you know it"
"Sure, whatever helps you sleep at night"
"Oh, baby. Wouldn't you want to know?"
"I finished dressing. I will be watching TV in the hall if you ever come out of that bathroom", I said and I bolted. I couldn't survive longer there.
Finally he finished showering and decided to grace me with his presence. He had wet hair and drying it which was not a sight I was used to. My heart did somersaults and I couldn't stop looking at him.
"Don't bite your lips when you are looking at me, Alex. It makes me want to do things to you"
"Where did you learn to speak like that? Must be the daytime soap operas" I was seriously wondering.
"I am serious. It's like I have no filter around you and my mouth has a brain of it's own"
He sounds just like me. I often think the same thing. "Do you want my help in drying your hair?"
"Do you even need to ask?"
I took the towel from him and started drying his hair. Let me tell you, there is something intimate in doing that. He grabbed my hands and pulled me down to his lap.
"This is like torture. I can't take it, baby"
"Oh, sorry. Was I being harsh? I thought I did it gently"
"What? No, I wasn't talking about that. My hair is fine. You make me crazy, you know that, right?"
I shook my head. He cupped my cheeks. "You are adorable". Kiss. "You are sweet". Kiss. "You look hot". Kiss. "Did I miss anything?"
"I love you", I decided it was the best time to say it.
"Wait. Really? I have been waiting to say it from our first date, you know? I didn't want to freak you out. But you went ahead and told me. This is what drives me crazy. You are so amazing. I know I am rambling but I love you too. A lot".
"Thanks, Dean, for everything", I said with sincerity.
"Baby, I should be the one to thank you. You changed my life. Even if you didn't know, you did that just by existing"
"I don't know what to say. I am not good with words"
"I know some other way". He kissed me in a sweet way. Then he held out his hand. I took it and intertwined our fingers.
A/N: Do you think Dean fell first but Alex fell harder? Who cares, as long as they are happy, right? ;)
Fall for yourself first, though :) Don't let other's opinion change your mind.