Our Playlist: On and on - Brett Eldredge
Song Lyrics: “ Once you get me going there ain't no slowin' me down, I go on and on talkin' 'bout you baby.”
The sunlight beaming through the window shades wakes you up from your deep sleep. You squint your eyes open and quickly close them and roll over and snuggle close into Chris' side to fall back to sleep, but his snoring becomes more defined. You let out a soft giggle and lay your left hand across his chest and he moans softly and holds your hand with his. He lightly traces his finger over your engagement ring and you look up and notice his sleepy smile.
“Why are you smiling?”
“I thought I was dreaming...”
“Hm, meaning what?”
Chris lets out a tired laugh and holds you closer, “Because I thought last night was all a dream, but now I know it’s real.”
“What? Me saying yes?”
“Yes! It’s a dream come true.” He brings your left hand up and places a soft kiss on it.
You can’t help but smile at him. “ I love you so much.”
“I love you, (y/n). I can’t wait to tell everyone about last night.”
“Oh jeez, can we keep it a secret for now?”
“Why are you having second thoughts?”
“What? No it’s not that… it’s just.”
Chris has a concerned look on his face, “What is it?”
“It’s nothing, it’s just that I want to enjoy it just the two of us before we start telling people. Because then they’re gonna start asking when the wedding is.”
Chris leans over and kisses your cheek, “like your mom hasn’t asked me that before…”
“What?! She has? Oh god, I’m sorry if she pressured y-”
“Hey hey,” He kisses you to make you stop talking, “She didn’t pressure me into asking you. I’ve wanted to propose to you for a while now… before she ever mentioned it to me.”
Your eyes start to glow, “ for a while?? Since when?”
“Oh now you’re awake. Well I ain’t tellin’ ya. My lips are sealed.”
You give Chris a playful glare, “fine.”
Chris tries to keep a serious face but fails and laughs into the blanket covering his face, “Wow, you're such a dork. Okay, get up, I'll make breakfast for us.”
“I'll cook breakfast. You made dinner last night.”
“But we both know I make better pancakes.”
"I won't argue about that."
Chris sits up and gets out of bed as Dodger follows him out of the room. You snuggle back in bed, but then Chris rushes back into the room, "Um, get up.”
“Are the pancakes done?”
“No, but it’s time to get up.” You muffle under the covers. “Sorry, what was that?”
You peek over the top of the cover, “lemme sleep a bit longer.”
Chris looks at the alarm clock on his side of the bed and puts his hands on his hips, “it’s gonna be 1:30pm.”
“Let me nap.”
“Alright then,” Chris laughs and you hear him walk towards the door right before you hear him shout, “get her, Dodge!”
You gasp and brace yourself as you feel the bed shake as Dodge pounces on top of you as you giggle under the covers. “Dodger!” he successfully pulls the covers down and starts licking your face. “Okay, okay I’m up, I’m up.” You calm him down and rub his belly as you turn towards the doorway as you see Chris giggling down the hallway.
You stretch and freshen up before heading to the kitchen. You hear Chris humming as he's gathering the cooking dishes he needs to prepare breakfast. You take a seat on one of the bar stools at the kitchen island. You turn on your laptop and get an email from work. You groan and close the laptop.
"Uh oh, what's wrong?" Chris asks looking over his shoulder.
"I forgot I have extra work to do."
"So I guess you won't be able to go to Josh's party tonight?"
"Oh shit, that's tonight? Hm, I'll see how much I can get done before then. What time does it start?"
Chris walks over to the kitchen counter and checks his phone, "Josh wants everyone to be at the bar at 8."
You look at the clock doing the math in your head of how long you have to get everything done. "Alright, I think I can get everything done by then."
Chris smiles and does a fist pump in the air before heading back to the stove to continue cooking.
You open up your laptop again to get a head start on your work. When Chris is almost done cooking he sets up the table for you and him as you continue working. You look up and smile as you watch him. You feel Dodger bump your leg and you reach down to pet him. "Need to go outside, hubba?" He wags his tail faster as you jump down from the stool. You grab Chris' flannel that's hanging on the back of the stool before heading outside with Dodger.
"Don't stay out too long, food is almost done."
You stick out your tongue at Chris as you let Dodger out in the backyard. You feel the cold fresh air around you as you watch Dodger sniff around. You lean against one of the pillars of the back porch. You stay there for a couple of minutes. The cool breeze blows past you and it makes you shiver for a moment, but you're then greeted by a kiss on the cheek and Chris' strong arms around you.
“Hi.”
“Hi.”
Chris squeezes you tighter, “breakfast is ready.”
You smile up at him before he kisses you. You call Dodger inside as you both head back into the house. Chris has the table set up for the both of you to sit and enjoy your food. You walk by the kitchen island to grab your laptop, but Chris reaches over and stops you.
“No no no. Eat first, then you can do your work.”
“But I really want to get it done so I can go with you.”
“Well finish your breakfast then you can do your work. Do you really want your laptop to be sticky from the syrup?”
“Sticky?? Are you calling me a messy eater?”
“I've seen you eat.”
“Oh wow, that's rude.”
Chris tries to hold his laugh in, “I just don't want to hear you crying later that your stuff is all sticky.”
You give him a side glare as you let go of the laptop and take a seat at the table. He places the laptop on the counter and takes a seat across from you soon after.
After you're both done with breakfast you head to your home office to get started on your work. Chris makes you a cup of hot cocoa before heading out on a hike with Dodger to give you some space and quiet time to get your work done.
"We'll be back in a couple of hours", Chris says as he kisses your forehead. "Love you."
"Love you too."
You hear Chris and Dodger jog down the hallway to the front door. "Be careful you guys!!"
"We will. Bye!"
You hear the door close and you get started on your work. Your work consists of watching audition videos from incoming freshmen that want to join the ensembles that you direct in addition to reading the research thesis from your seniors that will be graduating out of the program. Between a few of the assignments you take a step away from your laptop to stretch and walk around the house to give your mind a rest. You wander back into your office and continue working. The sun has begun to set as you’ve gotten all of your work done, your brain has turned into soup and you barely have enough energy to walk yourself to the couch that’s in your office to take a short nap. You look at the clock on the wall and figure you’ll have about a 45 minute nap before Chris and Dodger return from their hike. You grab the throw blanket that’s hanging on the back of the couch to cover yourself as you shortly fall asleep soon after.
You’re in a deep sleep as you hear a knock on your office door followed by it opening and Dodger running up to greet you.
“Hey!” You hear Chris call from the doorway freshly cleaned from a quick shower. “You’re supposed to be working, not sleeping.”
“I finished”, you mumble as you turn on your side to give Dodger more attention.
Chris folds up his flannel sleeves as he walks towards you, “So you gonna join us?”
Dodger rests his head on your lap as you continue to pet him, “nah, I think I’m gonna stay home. All that work really did one on my brain.”
Chris carefully picks up your legs so he can sit on the couch and carefully places them on his lap as he gives you a light massage, “Do you want me to cancel?”
“No, you still go and hang out. They’re your friends. I don’t wanna keep you from your boys.”
Chris laughs, “we’re engaged, they’re your friends too, ya know?”
“I know, but isn’t it gonna be a guys’ night anyways?”
“Well yeah, but they said you could join.”
“Nah, you guys have fun. I’ll be okay.”
Chris squeezes your leg, “You sure?”
“Yes.”
He leans over you to give you a kiss, “I love you.”
“I love you too.” You feel his phone vibrate in his pocket, “I think your ride is here.”
Chris moans against your lips and smiles before pulling back. He pulls his phone out and it’s a notification that the taxi is nearby. He puts his phone back in his pocket and you walk with him to the front door.
You hug Chris tightly, “Be careful and have fun.”
“I’ll win a round of beer pong for you”, Chris kisses your cheek.
“Love you.”
“Love you, bye.”
You lock the door and order a pizza for dinner to go along with your binge watching night. You haven’t been able to watch any of your shows lately because of work so tonight would be a relaxing one. Even though deep down you still wanted to hang out with Chris and his friends at the bar.
You get situated on the couch with Dodger and start your show. Your phone dings and it’s a notification from Chris:
“Hey, just wanted to let you know that the guys say hi and I won the first round of beer pong.”
“Yay. Have fun. Love you.”
“Love you, (y/n).”
Throughout the rest of the night you get texts from Chris with an occasional blurred photo of him and his friends. You watch a good amount of episodes before falling asleep on the couch with Dodger on your lap from the pizza food coma.
You wake up a few hours later from the sound of laughing coming from the front door followed by someone trying to find the right key for the door. You squint at the clock on the wall and it reads 3:30am. You stretch out on the couch before heading to the front door. Dodger follows you as you look through the peephole and giggle to yourself. You see Chris and Zach on the doorstep. Zach is holding up Chris as he’s searching for the right key to open the door. You let them struggle a bit more for your own entertainment before opening the door.
“Hey fellas.”
You smell the alcohol on Chris’ breath, “Hey baaaabe.” He throws himself at you as he hugs you. Zach still holds onto him so you guys don’t fall.
“Oh shit, sorry, (y/n). We didn’t mean to wake you up.”
“It’s fine, I was just watching tv waiting for the party boy here to get home safely.”
Chris mumbles something but you can’t really understand him. “Let me help you get him inside.”
“Thanks.” You and Zach carefully maneuver Chris to the couch. “Thanks Zach, I think I can handle him from here.” Chris slouches on the couch and grabs a pillow to hug as you walk Zach to the door.
“The guys and I missed you tonight, (y/n). We needed the extra help during beer pong. Sorry you couldn’t join us.”
“Yeah me too, Chris sent me pictures. Looks like you guys had a lot of fun.”
"It was a lot of fun."
"Hope Chris wasn't too much trouble. I know he can get a bit rowdy when he's under the influence."
"Nah, he wasn't rowdy, but he was more chatty than usual", Zach raises an eyebrow.
"Oh god, I hope he didn't tell you anything embarrassing."
"Embarrassing? No."
"Okay good." You let Zach out as you give him a hug good night.
"Good night, (y/n). Oh yeah, and congrats on the engagement."
"What?!? How did you know? Did Chris tell you guys?"
"Kinda, he wouldn't stop blabbering about how awesome you are and blurred out the news."
"Oh god, I told him to keep it a secret. Who all knows?"
"Well he said it towards the end of the night when there were only a few of us left, but I don't think the guys will remember. Everyone got pretty hammered. And don't worry I won't say anything. From the look on your face I know you wanna tell people later."
"Thanks Zach. Good night."
"Good night, (y/n). He's lucky to have you. Don't be too harsh on him for telling us.”
“I won’t. Good night.” You close the door and look over to Chris on the couch still holding onto the pillow giving you a big cheese smile.
“Hi babe.” You shake your head and smile at him as you walk over to him. He has his arms out for you and you sit next to him on the couch. He leans on you and you’re greeted again with the scent of hard liquor on his breath. He gives you a sloppy kiss. “I missed you tonight.”
“I missed you too. You smell like you had a good time.”
He responds between hiccups, “I di- I did have a good time…. Would’ve had a better time if you were the- ooh look piiiiizzzaaaa!” He leans forward to grab the box on the coffee table and almost knocks over your drink.
“Hey hey, easy.”
“Oh shit, sorry, babe.” You push him back so he doesn’t fall forward.
“It’s too late for pizza.”
“But babe, I’m huuuuuuungry.” He tries to sit up from the couch but you push him back.
“Okay, I’ll give you a slice.” You open the box and hand him a slice. He carefully eats the slice like a little kid using both hands so as to not drop it. You giggle and head over to the kitchen with the box and grab a glass of water for him. When you come back Chris has devoured the slice of pizza and is back to laying on the couch with Dodger’s head on his lap as he sits next to him in front of the couch. Chris motions you to join him.
“C’mere.”
“There’s no room.”
“Suuuuuure there is.” He pats his chest.
“You just finished eating, I don’t want you to throw up on me.”
“I’m n- i’m not gonna throw up on y- you.”
“I can hear your stomach from here. I don’t wanna take my chances.” You sit at the end of the couch and help take off his other shoe that he failed to kick off.
“Lay with me.”
“I will in a bit once you’re more situated. Can you sit up?” You reach to help him up, but he pulls you down on top of him. “Chris!”
“Mmm, hi.”
You smile and give him a kiss on the cheek, “hi.” You try to sit up but he’s got a strong hold on you. “Noooo, I want a real kiss.” he makes a pout face at you.
“Okay fine.” You give him a kiss on the lips and you feel his arms move down your back. He smiles against your lips before you break away. “Aww where are y-”
“I’ll be back.” You walk to the hallway closet to grab an extra pillow and blanket for Chris.
“Oh god I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve only been gone for like 20 seconds.”
“That’s t- too long for me. Now will you lay with me?”
“I will after I get you ready for bed.”
“I’m not a b- baby. I don’t need help.” Chris sits up and tries to stand up but fails. He gives you sad puppy eyes.
“Never mind about heading to the bathroom. Can you take off your shirt?”
He gasps, “take off my shirt?!? Why?? So you can see me naked??”
“No, so I can throw your clothes in the washer. You smell like the bar.” Chris gives you a smirk and attempts to unbutton his flannel, but can’t. “Need help?”
“Nooooo! ….. Okay yes. Babe can you help me?”
You sit on the coffee table across from him and unbutton his flannel. You feel him look at you as you continue. “What?”
“I love you.”
“I love you too. Now hands up.”
“Hands up? Why? Are you a cop? Am I b- being arrested?”
You laugh, “No, You gotta change out of your under shirt.”
“Okay fine, just don’t tickle me.”
“I promise.” Chris slowly raises his arms, still locking eyes with you. “What? I said I won’t tickle you.” He quickly puts his arms down and starts tickling you. “Hey! Stop it!”
You start to tickle him back and he quickly surrenders. “Okay okay I give up.”
“Can we please get you to bed?” You try to keep a serious face, but Chris has a way of making you laugh.
“Okay, I’m sowwy.” He puts his arms up so you can remove his undershirt. His hair is now more messy than before, but he looks even cuter. You help him stand up to take off his jeans and help him into his pajama pants. Once he’s fully ready for bed you snuggle him on the couch.
“See, don’t you feel better?”
“Yeeeeees.”
“Good, now go to sleep. Love you.”
“Love you, (y/n)” Chris kisses your cheek, “babe?”
“Hmm?”
“Are you mad at me?”
You turn on your back so you can look at Chris, “Why do you think I’d be mad at you?”
“Because I told the guys that I proposed to you.”
You place your hand on his face, “I’m not mad, it’s okay.”
“Really?”
“Yes really. it’s okay.”
“Sorry, it’s just that the guys asked about you and I started talking about how great you are and I just couldn’t stop myself. I love you so much, (y/n).”
You smile really big and give Chris a kiss good night, “I love you so much, Chris. Now please, go to sleep.”
“Okay okay. Love you, (y/n).”
