Home At Last And Much Too Wet. {~but happy~}

So the first thing she registered was that Isaak wasn't wearing a shirt. Well, that made her feel better about the whole situation. She grinned at him, despite the fact that she was being shooed back into the shower. She giggled at her old nickname, and practically skipped into the shower, glad that she'd brought her own shampoo and soap. She didn't particularly want to smell like Isaak, though he did smell very clean most of the time. With these thoughts, she quickly washed up and shut off the water fifteen minutes later. She took rather quick showers, and didn't usually take so long, but it had been a while since she'd had such a nice shower to wash up in. There were a few perks to having your OCD best friend as a roommate.

She had just started blow-drying her hair, as she hated sleeping with her hair wet, when Isaak called from the room.

"HURRY UP BETH!"

After finishing drying off, she shut off the blow-dryer and heard some very exciting Music. "Isaak..." she quietly said to herself, biting her lip in an attempt not to smile so largely that her face might break if she tried. She quickly started looking around for a towel, but all she saw was the hand towel hanging next to the door. Iz wouldn't like her using that... But desperate times called for desperate measures. She slipped it off of it's hanging spot on the wall only after double-checking every cabinet and seeing there were indeed no towels. Sure, she'd brought her own... But both were in her mostly unpacked bag still at the foot of her bed. So she covered up the more sensitive area with the small towel and put one arm across her chest while the other held the towel in place. She sighed and stepped out of the bathroom.

"Isaak! Did it EVER occur to you to buy TOWELS!?" she asked when she came out, simply standing there glaring at him for a moment, then sighed again. "Well, lucky for you, I have some with me. They're not unpacked yet. I just thought you'd have some in the bathroom..." She wisely decided that nothing else would be accomplished in her nude state, and she practically sprinted over to her bag and quickly yanked on the first pair of underwear she found, along with a bra, as it seemed they wouldn't be going to bed yet. She slipped into plaid pajama pants and a plain light blue tank top, then shook her still slightly damp hair before skipping over to Isaak and finally taking in the scene.

Giant Pretzels were the first things she saw, and her heart skipped once. The Breakfast Club, their favorite movie, paused on the screen just before the epic song would start, her heart skipped twice. Isaak, shirtless and waiting to have a late-night, pretzel-eating, epic-movie-watching-party with her and her heart probably stopped for a minute. "Isaak you're awesome!" she yelled, hopping onto couch right next to him and then throwing her arms around his neck. "Thank yooooou!" she said, releasing him and adjusting so that she was sort of snuggling to him, but not enough to weird him out. Beth grabbed a giant pretzel and bit a chunk out of it, then nodded happily to Isaak as a cue to start the movie.

Beth snuggled in closer to Isaak as the movie played. She mouthed her favorite lines along with the characters, laughed along in all of the right places, and tapped Isaak's shoulder sometimes to alert him of a part she liked about to happen. She jumped when she was shocked, though she wasn't sure how she managed to be after seeing it so many times. She even cried a little, and giggled as she tried not to glance at Isaak when it became obvious that the basket case and the athlete were falling for each other. Alison was her favorite character in this anyways, and she'd recreated her sandwich several times, always keeping a plethora of corn pops and pixie sticks wherever she was staying.

She frowned as the end scene came into play. Had it really gone by that quickly? Was it all truly over now? Well, she'd probably watch the movie several more times before she fell asleep, as she often did with her favorite movies. This was most of the reason she always memorized the lines and why she'd originally gotten interested in acting. Her mother had the same habit, and eventually got Beth doing the same thing. As different as they were, they were related, so some things were bound to end up similar.

But enough about home life, time to come back to the present. Beth ate the last bite of a giant pretzel just before the very end of the movie, swallowed, and was just about to stand when Isaak called her attention. So she remained sitting and smiled at Isaak, leaning back onto him as he recited the last few lines. Beth tried to giggle at this, but the next thing she knew, his lips were on hers.

So Beth was now pretty sure her heart had left her body altogether, soared off on wings that had not been there until this very moment. She couldn't breathe, but she couldn't care less and she couldn't be happier. He broke off the kiss much too early, and there was no way she was letting him get away with just that. Beth scooted ever closer to him and their lips met again, her arms wrapping around his neck in a way of telling him that it was HER turn and he was NOT getting out of it until SHE decided she was finished.

Eventually, she ran out of air, and she sat back, her arms dropping from his neck, though the one on his side managed to find his hand. "Well..." Beth began, taking deep breaths, still not exactly processing what she and her best friend had done. "That was... different..." she said, looking back at Isaak nervously. What if he'd just been caught up in the moment? What if he hadn't really meant it, and what if he definitely hadn't wanted her to kiss him. And anyways, she was pretty sure they both tasted like cheese and salt right now, and though it wasn't always the most pleasant taste, right now it was near heavenly.

After a moment or two, she got up the guts to ask the question that was on her mind. Though, even as she said it, she refused to look up at his reaction, in case it was something she wouldn't be able to stand, and settled for watching her thumb trace circles on the back of his hands while her fingers anxiously tightened their grip on his.
"So... What now?"

Beth was blushing like mad and she knew it. She didn't budge when he told her to come, but allowed herself to be moved by him, then adjusted into a more comfortable position. He was probably just going to scold her, tell her that she was being silly and they'd always be the best of friends. She could live with that... Maybe. Then again, she could also maybe live if she was stabbed through the stomach, or had a hole punched in her long. Not for long, and it was unlikely that she would anyways, but there was a chance, however small. This would basically be the same as either of those situations, and she'd probably press on anyways, just so Isaak wouldn't blame himself. She loved him too much...

'Do I? Do I REALLY love him SO MUCH that I wouldn't care what happened to me, so long as he was safe and happy?'

Beth considered that for a moment, then nodded to herself. 'Yes. I really, truly do love him,' she confirmed in her mind, getting up the confidence to look him in the eyes and smile before he started speaking. Before he started telling her that she was a sister, not lover material, and he loved her, but not in that way. She was prepared for this speech, and was already thinking out how to respond to hi-

"That pink hair of yours. It makes you so adorable and frilly and girly and I love it. Well, I love you but that's not the point."
You've been there for me, a friend, a sister, and now a lover. Beth you are amazing and wonderful and I'll never be able to take my eyes off you. You standing there naked didn't help me at ALL either...."

Wait, WHAT!?

"Isaak..." Beth began, biting her lip at how thick her voice sounded. She was about to freaking CRY, she was so happy! "Isaak, I love you!" she exclaimed, throwing her hands around his neck. "I don't know when or how it happened, but I love you so much I feel like I'm about to burst open, and I don't know HOW I could have not known until now!" Beth answered, not caring that her words weren't as pretty as his. One thing was for sure, she wasn't going to be changing her hair color any time soon. "Iz, you're amazing. How can you be so amazing to me? I'm nothing special, yet you love me..." Beth said, her mind yelling at her now. 'You just confessed your love for each other and you're trying to SECOND GUESS HIM!? What the heck!?' But she needed to know. She wasn't that special, she didn't deserve something this good, and yet she had it and her heart was beating louder than it ever had before.