British Em-pire Alone Time
I literally just wrote this at 3 in the morning so excuse if its awful. I’m the ultimate self-insert trash.
"The flowers are looking beautiful Shane." Emma spoke in a hushed tone to the boy standing next to her. He simply smiled and nodded. They were standing on the roof of Poppy Hall looking at the flower beds that Shane cared for. It had become routine for them to come to the roof after sunset almost every night just to get some alone time together. Since they got together, they didn't get much time to each other. Not that either of them complained, they truly loved their friends and wanted them around, but having time to just enjoy each other's company was important to them. So both of them agreed it was worth risking getting in trouble for staying out past curfew if it meant that they got to see each other. The rooftop had become a sacred place for both of them to relax.
Emma checked the time on her phone. 12:45 am. She turned to Shane who had abandoned the flower beds to sit on a bench and look at the stars. "Hey Jirard is probably going to worry, and Valerie is probably wondering why I'm still out." Shane looked away from the stars long enough to look at Emma and pat the seat next to him. Emma sighed and walked over to the bench and sat down. She never really wanted to leave the rooftop, to leave the peaceful moments with Shane, but she knew they couldn't stay out all night. "Calm down it's Saturday, we don't have school in the morning." Shane said with a small smile. "Actually it's Sunday..." Emma trailed off as Shane just shrugged and looked back at the sky. Shane was a man of few words, but Emma knew what that shrug meant. He didn't want to call it a night yet, no matter what time it was or how worried their roommates got. Emma leaned on Shane and followed his eyes to the stars. "Shane, have you ever wondered what all is in the expanses of space that we haven't explored?" Emma said, almost in a whisper. She had always had a fasination with space and the vastness of it. Shane scoffed as he pulled her closer to him, "Not really, eventually it will be known and the possibilities are so endless that it's not something I tend to worry about." Now it was Emma's turn to shrug. His thoughts made sense, but she still enjoyed letting her mind wander to what all was out there. They sat huddled together staring at the sky and making small talk until Shane felt his phone go off:
Hey man, it's like 1 in the morning, are you okay?
Emma looked over his shoulder to see that Jirard had messaged him and that it was getting incredibly late. Shane sighed before responding to Jirard:
Yeah, I'm fine, don't worry. I'll be back to the room in a few minutes.
Shane stood up and offered Emma his hand. When she stood up, she realized that a very deep blush had crossed his face. "So Jirard is worried about me, but I don't really want to end tonight, so do you want to come hang out at my dorm at least for a little bit?" Shane asked, staring at their intertwined fingers. "Yeah, I'll tell Valerie I'm gonna be later than expected." Shane picked his head back up and smiled a very genuine smile. They headed back to Bluebell house in comfortable, enjoyable silence.
"Hey Sha...oh, why hello Emma, how are you this evening?" Jirard said in surprise when he noticed Emma walk in. "Hello Jirard, I'm doing good. How is the search for Princess Pumpernickel going?" Emma and Jirard continued to talk IBKs while Shane grabbed extra blankets and threw them on his bed. "So do you guys want me to leave for a bit so you guys can continue your alone time? I got a text from Jon asking me to help him out with some stuff if you guys want the dorm." Jirard said, already standing up to leave. "Thanks, I'll see you later tonight." Shane said with a nod. Jirard left and Shane basically collapsed onto his bed. Emma giggled at his exhaustion and sat down on the corner of his bed. She had sat on his bed a million times, but this time felt different since it was late at night and they were in the room alone. Shane sat up against the wall at the head of his bed and reached over for his sketchpad. He motioned for Emma to come sit with him, and she reluctantly sat between his legs and leaned back against his chest. He flipped to a clean page and began to sketch different flowers they saw on the roof that night. Emma always found the sound of a pencil scratching at a piece of paper to be soothing, and eventually forgot her uncomfort with being on his bed. Shane continued to sketch as Emma became very tired. She eventually nuzzled her face into Shane's neck and fell asleep. Shane began to blush furiously as he closed the sketchpad and put it down on the bed. He began to shake her lightly until she woke up. "We don't have school in the morning and you seem very tired. D-do you wanna sleep here?" Shane asked once Emma was awake enough to comprehend what he was saying. She contemplated for a moment and then nodded. Shane smiled and walked over to his dresser and pulled out an old t-shirt and basketball shorts "Here, this should be more comfortable than your uniform. I'll take you to the bathroom so you can change."
Shane walked Emma to the bathroom and guarded the door while she got changed. When she was done he led her back to the room and went to get ready himself. While she was waiting for Shane to get back, Emma pulled out her phone. She saw a text from Valerie:
Are you even coming home tonight?
Emma chuckled to herself as she responded:
Not tonight. I'm spending the night at Shane's dorm. See you later.
She put her phone back in her jacket and crawled into Shane's bed. A few moments later Shane came back into the room and crawled into bed next to Emma. She turned to face him and he was smiling with a deep blush across his cheeks and the tops of his ears. He reluctantly opened his arms and motioned for her to cuddle up to him. She snuggled into his arms and kissed him goodnight. "Goodnight Shane, I'll see you in the morning." Emma said before closing any distance between them and closing her eyes. "Goodnight Emma."
They both fell asleep quicker than they could have expected. Jirard came back a couple hours later to two of his best friends cuddled up and asleep. He smiled at their peaceful nature before heading to bed himself.
