[ 037 - Smex Or Something ]
( Word Count - 1815 )
- Written on September 21st 2021 -
• Unedited Because My GF Inspired This... •

"What are you doing?" I hear Boomer ask tiredly and I look up from my phone. We had fallen asleep at some point earlier and I had woken up before him, staying cuddled up next to him but going through random things on my phone while I waited for him to wake up. It was nice to be sleeping next to him with his arms around me again because it felt like it's been forever but at the same time it's nice. I glance back down at my phone and click it to make sure that it didn't move as he sat up and looked at me.

"Didn't want to wake you up," I tell him with a soft smile and he inches closer to me. My eyes flicker back to my screen which I have in dark mode and I continue to scroll down, my eyes scanning over the words in front of me that I have been speed reading for the last twenty or so minutes.

"Well, I'm awake now," Boomer says with a smile across his face and I grin a little, my eyes flickering to him and then back to what I was reading. I see him scoot even closer but keep scrolling, assuming that he was getting up but he rests his head on my shoulder so he could see what I was doing. "Are you reading?" He asks with a small amused tone and I hide the phone against my chest so he can't see what I am reading on my phone.

"No," I tell him quickly and a grin grows across his face as his eyes travel from my phone then to my wanna be innocent smile.

"Yes you are," Boomer laughs under his breath and kisses my forehead but I don't let go of my phone because reasons. "Are you my little nerd," He teases me and I push him away from me so he goes back to his side of the bed. He had given me one of his shirts last night so that's what I was currently dressed in.

"I'm not a nerd," I mumble with a small glare in his direction as he gets out of the bed. I watch as he walks over to the dresser, pulling a shirt over his head before coming over to my side of the bed with a grin across his face.

"What are you reading then?" He asks as he lays down again, putting his head on my shoulder again with a grin across his face. I make a point to turn my phone away from him, keeping the screen facing my chest instead of him. I meet his eyes before mine travel back to my phone, knowing that he won't stop asking until I tell him something at least.

"It's a," I pick up my phone and see him reach for it but slap his hand away nonetheless so he can't see for himself. "Story." I tell him with a little hint of hesitation because I'm not exactly sure if that is what I can call it. Or more likely if I should cal it that and he must sense my hesitation because his grin grows even brighter then it had been before.

"A story," Boomer repeats, clearly waking up even more as he wraps his arms around my waist with a mischievous grin. I hum a little and nod but his eyes stay locked on me before flickering to my phone which I move out of his grasp once again.

"Yes," I tell him with a small giggle before I wiggle around to try and get comfortable again but that's pretty hard when a whole ass man is laying on top of me. "A story." I repeat myself and he raises an eyebrow at how I wasn't telling him about the story but hoped that he would drop it.

"About," He motions for me to go on and I glance at my phone screen. The app is still open and I frown a little when I see that the page was still scrolling every so slightly. I look back at him again and see that he clearly isn't going to get off of me unless I tell him.

"About two characters," I say slowly and he keeps looking at me expectantly. I shake my head a little, not wanting to go on because it would be really hard to explain it all but he kisses my jawline, making my roll my eyes.

"Mhm," Boomer hums and he rests his head against my chest again, clearly not planning on moving. I sigh but stay there and after a few minutes I assume he goes back to sleep so I go back to what I was doing, scrolling up to try and find where I had been before Boomer had decided to do rudely wake up and bother me about it. "Dee, are you reading fan fiction right now?" He asks and I press the power off button, realizing that the bastard had simply wanted to take a nap on me so he could see what I was looking at on my phone.

"No," I tell him quickly but he sits up with a bright grin across his face. I try to keep eye contact with him to make it so my lie is believable but I am well aware of how pink my face had gone from being caught. "Shut up, I don't want to talk about it." I say and push him away from me, rolling into a small ball which makes him chuckle a little more.

"Dee," Boomer says a few seconds later when he realizes that I will forever be staying in my own little ball, knowing that the teasing will never end from him. "Come on, what's it about?" He ask with clear amusement in his voice and I turn so I'm facing him again to see that there is still a grin across his face. I feel my face turn pinker then it had been before and use my hands to try and hide it.

"I'm not telling you," I say stubbornly even though I feel like I am dying. He tries to peel my hands away from my face but I shake my head no. There is a second of silence in which I am dying before he manages to get me to look at him, amusement still in his eyes but a soft smile across his face. He kisses me softly and then pulls me into his chest as he leans against the headboard of the bed. "It's an AU," I mutter and he tilts my head so I'm looking at him again, messing up the bun which is on top of my head in the process. I

"Go on," Boomer says as he plays with the loose strands of hair that had come from my bun and were now framing my face. "Tell me about it." He adds quietly and I meet his eyes again, trying to see if there was any joke he was going to make out of it. He tilts his head to the side slightly and gives me a smile.

"You're taking a the fact that I am reading fan fiction rather well." I say slowly with my face turning pink. Fan fiction to me is a fun thing to read on my own, a place where I can see what my fans and other people want from me and also a chance to see what people think about myself and my friends and their relationships. I'm not reading anything gross about them obviously but sometimes I do stumble across something and it's genuinely good.

"I like hearing your voice," Boomer says quietly as he kisses my forehead and I feel my face turn even pinker if it's even possible. He pulls me closer to him and makes it so I'm sitting in his lap, facing him instead. "And why do I care?" He asks meeting my eyes and I shrug a little in response because honestly I'm not so sure. I think fan fiction just has a bad name in the different communities and I don't know how other people including my friends feel about it to be exact. "Don't girls like reading smex or something?" He asks and I can't help but giggle a little under my breath.

"Smut," I correct him smoothly and he raises his eyebrows at how I had almost automatically corrected him. I feel my face turn pink again as I look away from him and he chuckles a little at how I knew this. Like I've said, I have read my fair amount of stories. "Don't look at me like that." I tell him with a huff as I cross my arms and he rolls his eyes slightly, a grin still visible.

"Fien, fine, fine," Boomer gives up as I unlock my phone again and this time start to scroll through the dark pages. My interest is peaked again as my eyes scan over the words and I can feel Boomer's eyes watching me as I read while he holds me in his arms. "What is the story about?" He asks as I rest my head on his shoulder, wrapping my legs around his waist so I'm more comfortable and his arms move so they are touching my bottom.

"Two princes," I tell him, as I continue to scroll and try to think at the same time about how I could properly explain the story without making him laugh at me. "One human and one fae, who are on different sides of a war and," l start to go on but he reaches back to take my phone which earns a whine from me as I try to grab it back from him but he holds it out of my reach, putting his other hand on the small of my back so I can't wiggle free.

"The prince was hidden underneath a cloak, as he darted down the street to get a bit of fresh air, to see the kingdom he had sacrificed so much for."

"That's enough." I tell him and manage to grab the phone, locking it easily and slipping it into my pocket with no hesitation. I meet his eyes again and see he is pouting dramatically which makes me roll my eyes.

"Aw," Boomer says with a pout still across his face and I shake my head slightly as I turn my attention back to him, wrapping my arms around his neck so we are only inches away from each other. "I was reading that." He tells me, wrapping his arms around me tightly and I roll my eyes before closing the space between us.