A World Without Sun discussion

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Lana walked in with Thomas, smiling softly.

Thomas kissed her cheek, "would you like anything to drink?"

She shook her head. "I'm fine."

He nodded and looked around his room, "movie?" He had been trying to avoid the bed, he didn't want her to think that he liked her because of the rumours. He liked her for her.

She nodded, shrugging. She sat on his bed in a place that had a good view of the television.

He picked a movie and put it in. He hesitated, but sat next to her.

She scooted closer to him and rested her head on his shoulder.

Thomas looked down at her and smiled. He wrappers an arm around her waist.

Lana looked up and kissed him softly.

He looked at her and smiled against her lips. He kissed her back softly.

She pulled back. "Movie," she whispered.

Thomas nodded and looked back at the tv quickly.

She giggled and tried to focus on the movie, having trouble with Thomas right there.

Thomas watched the movie with ease. He just had to try and pretended Lana wasn't sitting right next to him.

((Time skip?))

((Yes))

Lana had fallen asleep in the middle of the movie.

Thomas smiled and put the movie away. He shook her lightly, "Lana," he said softly, "hon, time to wake up."

She groaned and rolled over, ignoring him.

He chuckled and kissed down her neck, "wake up."

She moaned softly and opened her eyes. "Huh?"

Thomas smiled, "oh good. Your awake."

She sat up. "Duh."

He chuckled, "want to watch another movie?"

She giggled and blushed. "Sure, I guess," she said, thinking more about making out with him.

Thomas nodded and put another movie in.

Lana sighed and put her head on the pillow.

He looked at her, "you okay?"

She nodded, not looking at him.

He frowned and crawled into bed with her, "common grumpy face, talk to me," he played with her hair.

She cuddled closer to him. She didn't understand why Thomas did so little to show his love. He gave her little things, sure, but they hardly ever made out and most couples had at least come close to doing it by this point.

He kept playing with her hair. He wanted her so bad, but what if they became addicted to sex? "What's on your mind?"

Lana sighed and stayed quiet. Maybe it was that Thomas didn't even like her and therefore didn't want it. Or maybe he was gay. She'd be strangely more comfortable if he was gay, and that was why, than if he just didn't like her.

He frowned and looked her face over. Would a kiss help? He moved closer and kissed her softly.

She pulled back and watched the movie.

Thomas frowned, feeling hurt. He got out if bed and sat on the floor.

She sighed and closed her eyes, trying to imagine what Thomas would be like in bed. Sadly, she had little insight as to what he was like romantically, so she came up with nothing.

Thomas watched the movie and frowned. Had he lost her by being to careful?

Lana turned away from the screen and curled up. She'd have to go home soon...

Thomas looked at her and sighed. He got back on the bed and forced her onto her back. He sat on top of her, "take to me. Please," he begged.

"Are you gay?" she asked.

He flinched, "what? No!"

"Huh," she said, crossing her arms.

Thomas frowned, "where's this coming from..? I love you., how does that make me gay..?"

"My dad is more romantic with the women he works with," she said harshly.

His heart ached, "I..."

"Had better get a brain before you lose your girlfriend," she finished for him.

Thomas grinned his teeth. Anything he did now was going to seam less romantic, "what the hell!? What do you want me to do!? F*ck you?" He looked her face over, "don't you think I've wanted to!?"

Lana looked scared and swallowed. It was true, she wanted him in bed with her, but she also just wanted to cuddle and do other cute stuff like that.