(Disclaimers: "Underneath Your Clothes" belongs to Shakira and her gang.)
You're a song
Written by the hands of God
Don't get me wrong cause
This might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place
Where all my thoughts go hiding
And right under your clothes
Is where I find them
She heard the door close behind him. He dragged himself into the apartment, only to find her standing lazily leaned against the kitchen table with a bowl of food in one hand and a pair of chopsticks in the other, shoveling the Asian cuisine they both loved so much into her mouth as only she could do it with a pair of chopsticks. She looked up to find the look of a disappointed, wet puppy on his face.
"Oh honey, you said you'd be working late tonight! I didn't think we'd be eating dinner together."
"But ye made food in the wok, and I'm home now!" it sounded in a clear Glaswegian accent. She couldn't help but smile at him. She knew how his job exhausted him. He loved it, but it was hard work.
"I know," she smiled, "and I made extra - just to make sure there was some left for when you got home!" She put down the bowl and chopsticks to get him some food. Before she could do anything else, he walked over and embraced her. She broke away when she heard his tummy rumble and got him a bowl of rice and whatnot. He was already standing with a fork in his hand - he had never really learned how to eat with chopsticks.
Underneath Your Clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey
The TV was running. An award ceremony was on. A familiar face appeared on the screen - and the name tag in the bottom of the screen confirmed it: Dominic Monaghan - 'Charlie'/Lost. Billy's face lightened up at the sight of his beloved friend. She slipped her arms around him and put her head on his shoulder with a smile on her face, and felt his harms hug her while he helt his eyes on the screen.
Because of you
I forgot the smart ways to lie
Because of you
I'm running out of reasons to cry
When the friends are gone
When the party's over
We will still belong to each other
Billy hung up the phone as she was writing the last text message on her phone - 'See ya at work - I'm going to bed!' - and sent it off to her friend.
"How is he?" she asked.
"Fantastic. He was on his way to party with the rest of his cast." He sat down and sighed, "It was really nice hearing his voice again."
"Yeah, I can imagine. It's been a while, huh?"
"Yeah... I kinda miss him..."
She remembered the last time Billy and Dom had been together - they were practically inseperable. It had been the first time Billy had introduced her to any of the LotR-cast as his girlfriend. She had been more than accepted by the people from the production, and it had been that night when Billy fully realised what he had - everybody seemed to court her - and in the cab later that night told her he loved her.
Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl hone
He looked at her. Even through tired eyes this late at night he had no problem seeing a beautiful girl beside him in the couch. He wondered, as always, what was going on behind those wonderful eyes of hers. He remembered how much he wanted to kiss those gorgeous lips while running his hands down her well-shaped body. He often seemed to catch himself wondering...
I love you more than all that's on the planet
Movin' talkin' walkin' breathing
You know it's true
Oh baby it's so funny
You almost don't believe it
As every voice is hanging from the silence
Lamps are hanging from the ceiling
Like a lady to her good manners
I'm tied up to this feeling
"A penny for your thoughts?..." she smiled.
"Nothing," he sighed, smiling back.
"Liar!" she laughed, slapping his shoulder, "I can tell you're lying! Now spill it!" How he loved her laugh.
"I was just wondering... No, you'll think it's silly..."
"No, come on," she encouraged him.
"Promise you won't laugh?"
"Promise!" she smiled.
"I... I just can't help thinking that I'm not good enough. I mean, that I'm not good enough for you." The smile had suddenly gone from her face - she looked worried.
"Why would you think such a thing? You... You're not breaking up, are you?"
"No," he smiled, "I'm not that stupid." She sighed with relief.
"Billy, you're the best thing that ever happened to me." She moved a bit closer to him and cupped his face with her hands. "You're the most amazing man I've ever met, and you don't have to doubt for a second whether you're good enough for anyone or not - regardless what my brothers say." He couldn't help but laugh at that last statement, having a sister himself.
She leaned over and kissed his lips, then pulled him up from the couch leading him to the bedroom. They kissed and caressed eachother as they undressed, throwing their clothes in random directions, until they collapsed on the bed.
Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey
She ran her hand over his face and through his hair. He smiled vaguely as his eyes were slowly closing, letting sleep take over. As a last thing, he managed to crawl into her, burying his face partially by her keybone. She kissed his hair as she felt his breath getting slow against her chest.
"I love you so much, Billy," she whispered as she wrapped herself around him. A couple of seconds after, he snored quietly, and soon they were both sound asleep - two naked bodies against each other.
Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl... |
