Author: Vix
Email: Vix_Chic@h...
Rating: PG
Category: Kyle/Tess
Summary: Read it and see
Disclaimers: I own nothing, but the idea of this plot line and even that I
owe to the massive amounts of caffeine I just drank.
Spoilers: They live together so that is… Ask Not
Feed Back: GIMME, GIMME, and GIMME.
Kyle stumbled in through the door, barely coherent enough to know he was in
the right house. He wobbled down what he thought was the hall.
He soon came to his door. He opened it and stepped through closing it
quickly behind him.
Kyle wasn’t sure how but he had lost his boots between the front door and
where he was now, or maybe it was from the car to the door. Who knew? He
slipped out of his wranglers. His shirt joined it on the floor after he had
quite a battle. A little satisfied smirk played on his face as he looked
down at the remains of his favorite shirt, in victory.
Soon he was under the covers in his bed. Little did he know, so was someone
else.
Tess aroused to warm arms firmly wrapped around her waist. Beckoning her
back to deep slumber. She buried her head deep into the chest of the person
sleeping next to her.
Suddenly it hit her that she was supposed to be asleep in this bed, alone.
She opened her eyes up abruptly.
As if in response, Kyle hugged her closer.
Tess started to wiggle her body out of his arms forcefully and Kyle just
pulled her back to his chest.
Tess looked at him and gently unwrapped his arms, his facials expression
clearly showed he didn’t want to let her go, but he wasn’t trying to grab
her which was a good sign.
She pressed her back against the wall and her feet against his chest.
All of a sudden there was a loud thump and Kyle Valenti hit the floor. Tess
started to ask questions, but Kyle heard none of them from the pain in his
head from both last night and the impact was insufferable. To top it all off
his back was definitely going to develop one nasty bruise where his Nikes
‘broke’ his fall.
Tess stopped when she saw him grab his head and squint his eyes. His jaw
muscles were jumping erratically. Tess didn’t know what was going on with
him, but what ever it was it seemed extremely painful.
“Are you OK?” She asked as she knelt down on the floor besides him.
There was no response; she gently touched his head and suddenly the pain was
gone.
“What did you do?” Kyle asked as the agonizing throbbing stopped.
“Sorry, if you want it back…” She trailed off as she brought her hand closer
to his head.
He jerked his head away from her nearing hand, “That’s OK, I can live
without it.”
“What were you doing in the bed?” Tess asked.
“Sleeping.” Kyle offered.
“Why were you in the bed? And what was with the headache?” Tess asked.
Kyle began to get up and once fully erected he felt the total pain of his
earlier mishap.
“It wasn’t a headache, it was a hangover, and I was drunk last night I
probably forgot you were supposed to sleep in here.” Kyle said as he offered
her a hand.
“I thought Buddhism was all against drinking.” Tess said confused as Kyle
helped her off the cold floor.
“I was out with friends, and I just happened to drink some spiked punch.”
Kyle said defensively.
“What ever you say Buddha Boy.” Tess said and looked down at her clothes.
She had forgotten that she was only wearing a baby tee shirt and underwear.
She quickly jumped back on the bed and wrapped the covers around herself.
“One question, why did you kick me on the floor?” Kyle asked as he rubbed
his back turning away from her and walking towards the closet.
In return it made his back muscles flex, and Tess eyes went wide.
He soon slipped an old jersey on and turned around to look at her.
“So why’d you do it?” Kyle asked again.
“Toss me one, please.” Tess said pointing beyond him into his closet where
most of his close had been removed, but he left his jerseys.
Kyle turned back around and looked into the closet and plucked the first
jersey he saw off of its hanger.
He threw it to her, and she made a little swirling motion with her finger
pointing down in the air, signaling for him to turn so that she could
change.
He obeyed.
“All right.” She called.
He turned around and there laid Tess on top of the mess of covers.
“So, do you mind answering me now?” Kyle asked as he went across the room
and hesitantly set on the edge of the bed.
“Well when I woke up you were a little to close for comfort.” Tess lied.
“So? You couldn’t have been a normal person and nudged me?” Kyle asked in
disbelief.
“I would have, but your arms were trapping me to the wall. I tired to get
out but you kept dragging me back so I decided a quick trip to the floor
might help my chances of waking you.” Tess said and she began to laugh
again.
“What, you find my pain funny?” Kyle asked in bewilderment.
“No, I found that and the look on your face when you made contact with the
ground funny.” Tess clarified for him.
Kyle looked over at Tess when she started to laugh again even more loudly.
“Hush, it’s only…” He looked over at his alarm clock “3:30 in the morning.”
He then looked at where she was looking.
He cursed quietly. “That was my favorite shirt.”
This made Tess laugh even harder. “Must have put up quiet a fight.” Tess
managed to say in between gasps for air.
“Yeah, yeah, what ever.” Kyle said as he stole a pillow from the top of the
bed and laid his feet by Tess’ head.
“What do you think you’re doing?” She asked.
“I got in around 1:45 this morning. It’s only 3:30… I’m going back to bed.”
Kyle said as he closed his eyes.
“Kyle…” Tess said and he opened his eyes only to be attacked with the one
remaining pillow.
Soon they were both out of breath and Kyle had manage to steal both pillows
from her, and have her pinned successfully against the corner of the wall
where it met the bed.
“I’m sleeping in here.” Tess said firmly.
“Fine, no one’s stopping you.” Kyle said as he retrieved the pillows from
the floor. He tossed her one, and she expected him to go into the living
room, but instead he laid down beside her.
“Again Kyle, what do you think you’re doing?” Tess asked.
“Trying to sleep.” Kyle mumbled.
“Not in here you’re not.” Tess said with conviction.
Kyle’s eyes once again popped open. He looked over at the blonde girl who
was in the same position as he had left her before retrieving the pillows.
“Tess, I’m tired and my back is going to have a size 11 bruise on it. I just
want to go to bed. I know you don’t want me to sleep in here, but it’s just
for tonight, and nothing is stopping you from leaving.” Kyle said as he
began to pull the covers up from he floors.
Tess took the covers from him when he offered her the edge of them.
“Kyle?” Tess called as she turned to face him.
“Yeah?” Kyle called not opening his eyes.
“You do know I can kill you in your sleep, right?” Tess said as she opened
her eyes slightly so they still appeared closed.
Instantly Kyle’s eyes busted open. It took all of Tess strength not to
move, or laugh.
She was soon asleep.
Kyle just starred at her thinking to himself, ‘She couldn’t do that.’
Kyle rolled over to lay on his back as another thought occurred to him
‘Could she?’
So there laid Kyle, wide-awake pondering over his close encounter… of the
blond kind.
The End