“What makes you think that?”
Summary: Aiden and Ariana are stuck in quarantine together while Aiden’s parents are out of town on a business trip. They realize that living together is one of the best things that could ever happen to them.
“You have your keys, right?” Ari asked. Aiden needed to run back to his house to grab extra clothes. His parents were out in Houston, Texas for a week until the airports closed down. They were stuck in Texas while Aiden was home in Cedar Cove. Ariana let Aiden stay with her and her dad for as long as he needed.
“Yep. I’ll be back in a few Ari.” He called as he rushed out the door. Ariana watched him get in his car and drive away. She sighed and thought about living with Aiden. It seemed fun, she went to homecoming with Aiden and visited him when he was suspended from school, so she and Aiden had a pretty decent relationship. She pondered the thought of waking up and having Aiden there at all times. It sounded amazing.
Just as quickly as he left, Aiden was back. He silently set his suitcase beside Ariana’s doorframe, “Ahem. Ari?” She snapped back to reality at the sound of his voice. “I have a question.”
“Where exactly am I going to sleep?”
“Hm.” Ariana thought for a minute. “I honestly don’t know. Let’s ask my dad.” She got up and motioned for him to follow her. They both entered the living room where Scott was eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich while watching TV. “Dad?”
“Yes Ari-Bear?” She winced at her terrible nickname.
“Do you know where Aiden is gonna sleep?” She glanced up at Aiden who was noticeably taller than her.
“Well you could sleep on the couch, it’s pretty comfortable. Or we have a blow up mattress that we could put on Ariana’s floor. Which one sounds better?” Scott suggested.
“Whichever is most convenient Mr. Lee.” Aiden politely said. He honestly wanted to be in Ariana’s room but didn’t want to sound too forward.
“There’s no need to be so formal, son. Just call me Scott.” He laughed.
“Oh um, alright Mr. Scott sir.” Scott shook his head, laughing again. “Oh, I’m sorry. Scott?” Aiden sputtered, flustered.
Scott stood and put a hand on Aiden’s shoulder. “You’re alright, kid.” He made his way to the kitchen for a glass of water.
“Aiden, you can sleep in my room.” Ariana grabbed his wrist and led him back to her room, not noticing his beet red face. She shut the door and had him sit at her desk. “So I wanted to talk to you about- oh Aiden, your face is red! Do you have a fever?” She put he back of her hand to his head. “You aren’t warm...” He stifled a laugh. “What’s so funny?” She put her hands on her hips.
“Nothing, nothing.” He smiled. “You’re so empathetic, and I love that so much.” He immediately blushed again. “I-I mean like- you’re just so- uh,” he stuttered.
She laughed and lifted his chin up, placing her lips on his. Aiden was startled by the kiss but didn’t pull away. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer, she made her way on his lap and deepened the kiss. Ariana ran her fingers through his thick black hair then rested her arms around his neck. They suddenly heard a knock on the door, it was from Scott. Ariana jumped up and grabbed the closest thing on her desk, which ended up being a ruler.
As her dad opened the door Ariana spoke . “And that’s why printer paper is 8x11.” Aiden nodded with a slight smile. He put a hand to his face, trying to hide the smirk.
Scott laughed a little and cleared his throat. “I’m making Chicken if you kids are hungry.” He glanced at the ruler. “I’ll let you kids get back to your... measuring.”
“Oh my god Dad just leave.”
“Love you too, Ari-Bear.” He shut the door. Ariana set the ruler back down on the table and turned to Aiden.
She shot him an apologetic look, “I’m sorry about my dad, he’s a little embarrassing.”
“No it’s alright, I find it endearing. The nickname that is.” He said, blushing slightly. He stood and reached out his hands. She took them and he brought her into the middle of her room. Aiden pulled out his phone and opened Spotify and put on some slow music. “Dance with me?”
“Absolutely.” He put his arms around her waist, hers around his neck. They swayed in time to the music, staring into each other’s eyes. Scott silently opened the door and watched. Out of the corner of her eye, Ariana saw her dad. She leapt back and Aiden turned to see Scott. “Dad! Ho-how long have you been there?”
“Not long. Oh you two are so adorable!” He practically squealed. “I ship it! Isn’t that what the cool cats say?”
“Jesus dad, don’t you have some chicken to cook?” Ariana rolled her eyes.
“Right,” Scott said, “actually that’s what I came in here to tell you. The chicken is done.”
“We’ll be there in a minute sir. I mean Mr. Lee, I mean Scott.” Aiden struggled with finding his words, Ariana found it adorable. The pair shared a quick kiss before heading to the kitchen, hand in hand.
“Dad, this looks great!” Ariana stared at the arrangement of fried chicken, green beans, and mashed potatoes on the three plates. They all sat down and started eating.
Scott spoke, “So Aiden, where did you say your parents were?”
“Houston, on a business trip. They said that the airports were closed down. They can’t come back until they open back up again.” Aiden responded.
“I wonder when that will be.” Ariana said. “At least you’ll be here with us.”
Aiden smiled. “Yeah. That’s a plus.”
Ariana pushed her chair out and stood up. “Thank you so much dad. That was amazing. Aiden, you coming with?”
“Absolutely.” Aiden stood and followed her back into her room. “Thank you Mr. Scott-ugh just Scott.” Scott nodded with a small chuckle.
“Aiden, why don’t you lock the door this time.” His face went red once more. He turned the lock then faced Ariana. She had opened the closet, trying to find the air mattress.
“Need help?” He offered. He made his way over to the closet. “Is that it right there?” He pointed to a box with a picture of a mattress on it.
“Oh, duh.” She reached for it, unable to grab it. “Could you-” he already started reaching for the box. She stopped his hand. “You know what? You don’t have to sleep on that mattress.”
“I’m just going to sleep on the floor then?” He jokingly asked.
“What makes you think that?” She retorted, “My loft can hold two people.”
“Oh, okay.” His face was red yet again, but this time he felt a little rush of confidence. He went in for another kiss and she closed the gap. It was deep and passionate. Perfect.
She broke the kiss to say, “I really really think I’m gonna like living with you.”
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