One-Shots

I crawled out of bed, not wanting to move from its comfort. Normally I would be eager for the day ahead of me, but today I just felt numb.

I stumbled into my bathroom and did my everyday routine. Shower, put in snake bites and septum piercings, get dressed, line my green eyes with eyeliner, and straighten my dark, red hair. My routine hasn’t changed in two months. That was how long it had been since I’ve seen him.

Today was our four year anniversary, but as per usual with Jake’s touring schedule, he wasn’t going to be here for it. I had long since given up the hope of spending an anniversary with Jake.
It was awful to think, but I’d seen so much more of Jake when we were friends back in high school than we do now when we’re dating. Ten years I’ve known him and been his friend, and each day he’s away it feels like a day less I’ve known him.

It ached to be away from him, and I know it wasn’t a walk in the park for him either, but being trapped in our apartment with him not in it made me feel like my whole world had a gaping hole in the middle of it.

My cell phone rang and my heart skipped a beat. Was Jake calling?

“Hello?”

“Iris-Raine, long time no talk!”

“CC?”

“Yep. Just called to check in on you. What’s up?”

“Nothing. Nothing at all. Jake hasn’t called. Is he still sleeping?”

“Um… I don’t know. I haven’t seen him today, actually.”

“Oh,” I sighed, my heart breaking a bit.

“Well, I actually have to go. I can hear Ashley vomiting his guts out.”

“Alright. Talk to you later, CC.”

I hung up the phone and buried my head in my hands. I didn’t know how much longer I could take this. I loved Jake to death, but not seeing or hearing from him made me question if his heart was even in this relationship.

I took a deep breath, slipped on some shoes, and headed out. I needed to have a moment of fresh air.
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I headed back into my apartment after making a detour into a video and music shop. I had bought The Breakfast Club in hopes of it cheering me up.

As I opened the door, I immediately realized that the lights were on. I was sure that I had turned them off when I left and I heard some kind of music coming from my bedroom. My breath caught in the back of my throat. Someone was in my apartment.

I quietly tip-toed my way to my bedroom to find the room lit with red candles and black rose petals on the bed with a small black box in the center. ‘Iris’ by the Goo Goo Dolls was playing on my iHome. My fingers grazed the petals and closed around the box. I picked it up and opened it. Inside was a diamond ring with rubies surrounding the center.

“So?” a voice asked from behind me.

I whipped my head around and saw Jake standing there, his black hair a wild mess and that charming grin on his face. My heart melted.

“Jake!” I exclaimed as I wrapped my arms around him.

“Hey, beautiful. I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too,” I sobbed into his chest.

“So, Iris, what’s your answer?”

I looked at him in confusion, then it clicked in my head.

“That…that’s an en-engagement ring?” I stuttered.

He nodded his head.

“Oh my god…”

“Iris,” he said, taking my face in his hands, “I know I haven’t been around you nearly as much as I should, and I know that I may not have been the best husband. But, you are my light, my everything. You’ve been there for me for ten years. I can’t imagine spending my life with anyone else but you, so I promise to you I’ll be the husband of your dreams. I’ll be anything you need me to be. Please, just say yes, make my dreams come true, Iris.”

“Oh, Jake…Yes, yes, a thousand times yes!” I whispered as I kissed his lips.

He knelt down on one knee and slid the ring onto my finger.

His lips pressed to the ring on my finger and I felt need surge inside me.

“Jake…”

“Mhmm?”

“Seeing as you went to all this trouble to put petals on the bed and you have this music going, what do you say about making love for the first time as my fiancé?”

Desire sparked in his eyes. He got off his knee and stood behind me, his fingers undoing the zipper of my dress, letting it pool to the floor. He unhooked my bra and slid my panties down to the floor. I spun around to face him, smirking as I noticed he had already taken off his shirt. He slipped off his pants, completely exposing himself. It had been far too long since I’ve seen him like this.

I lightly pushed him back on the bed and crawled on top of him. Within a second he flipped me over so he was on top. He pinned my hands next to my head and slowly entered my as “Heroine” came on. Jake thrust to the beat of the song, our moans and breaths sounding like backing vocals. His touch, his taste, his scent, all of these contributing to my need for him. I could barely keep any more control of myself. I needed to give in.

“Jake!” I moaned as my walls closed in around him.

He climaxed right after me.

Instead of stopping there, he kissed his way down from my mouth to the apex of my thighs. His tongue plunged inside of me, tasting the remnants of my climax. My legs wrapped around his neck, trying for control, but it was useless. Again, within moments I was climaxing once more, but this time into his awaiting mouth.

I rested my head on one of my pillows, unable to move my body.

“So, how was that for an anniversary surprise?” Jake asked, kissing my cheek.

“It was perfect, but you know we still have the rest of the day…don’t we?”

“I have to be back on the tour bus by nine, but we still have nine hours until then. What would you like to do for the rest of the day?”

“Well, I did just buy ‘The Breakfast Club.’”

“After we watch it we could role play,” Jake smirked.

“Really?” I laughed, “How?”

“You could be Claire and I could be John Bender. It would be fairly interesting.”

“Hmmm. I do like the sound of that,” I said, rolling out of bed and pulling on some sweats and a tank top.

“What are you putting clothes on for?”

“If I don’t then we won’t be able to watch the movie at all.”

“True enough.”

I leaned over the bed and kissed him gently on the lips.

“I’m really glad you’re back…even if it is only for the day.”

I padded into the kitchen to make some popcorn, and as I watched the bag rotate in the microwave I could feel the hole in my world that was enormous earlier slowly shrink to nothing more than a pin prick.

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