The nights before |Vimber
“Nooo, don’t wake up because of m-” She’d been speaking over Viv, and that question had Amber’s mind going in a different direction mid-word. “You have no idea how tempting that is.” She smirked, but only for a second before it was taken over by worry. Her look towards the door told exactly where her thoughts had went.
Having sex in her parents’ house was risky as it was. Doing so in the morning when someone in her family could easily wake was pushing it. Her parents both worked, even this close to Christmas, and were scheduled to wake early. Amber looked back to Viv, biting her lip. As tempting as sex was, she’d be too caught up with anxiety to actually enjoy it.
“My parents will be up soon,” she explained apologetically. “And I don’t know how well last night’s silencing spell is holding. It could have worn off by now.” It was hard to make those things last. She knew because they did, in fact, have one room in the house that was permanently under silencing charms.
It seemed that in just a very short amount of time, her mood had deflated. “I should let you get back to sleep,” Amber spoke. Her voice was now a near-whisper in case her predictions about her silencing charms were true. As much as she was loathe to, she pulled away from Viv and sat up in the cold air.
“No, it’s okay. I’m up now. Besides, it just means that I get more time with you. You’re buying though,” Viv teased, words muffled by Amber’s shoulder. Honestly, she couldn’t even be upset that she was losing out on sleep; waking up to Amber like this was worth it. Opening her eyes to find herself curled around her, limbs entwined in ways only someone used to sharing a bed with her could be - it was one of the best feelings.
Of course, it had its downsides, too. Viv could immediately tell when Amber’s body tensed and she knew she’d done something wrong. “I was kidding - mostly,” she said, letting Amber get up and missing her warmth immediately. This had been the hardest part of her mornings the past couple of days - letting Amber go back to her room instead of lounging around in bed for a little while.
“I’m not going back to sleep! I was promised coffee,” Viv said indignantly. She’d felt the shift in mood and she wanted to keep things light, to put a smile back on Amber’s face. Viv had been the one to burst their happy little morning bubble in the first place - the least she could do was stay awake to help bring back Amber’s good mood.














