summary: dhalia and james have a little fight over the remote
“James? You’re here?” Dhalia asked as she entered James’ apartment and her boyfriend was nowhere to be seen.
“Yeah, I’m in a bathroom. I’ll be there in a minute.” A well-known voice shouted from the other room.
“Okay!”
Dhalia jumped on the couch, stretching herself lengthwise the whole thing and grabbed the TV remote to see if something interesting is on. She was skipping channels for at least ten minutes when finally James emerged from the bathroom wearing only sweatpants and a bright smile on his face. As he was approaching the couch, Dhalia was currently occupying, she could see how his still wet skin was shining a little when sun landed on it and she totally lost it for a second.
“Hi,” James said leaning in for a kiss.
“Hello, stranger.” Dhalia chuckled woken up from her little trans. “Took you long enough.” She added.
Without an answer, James took her legs and lift them up to sit on the couch then put Dhalia’s legs on top of his.
“So how’s your day?” He asked after a short moment of silence.
“Pretty fine, I grabbed lunch with Kaitlyn then met Zig and Chris at the gym, took a shower, ate something and now I’m here. What about you? Anything exciting happened?”
“Not really. I spent most of the day just writing but I must say it was very relaxing and exactly what I needed.” James admitted then looked at the TV. “Found something interesting?”
“Unfortunately no. I guess we’re gonna binge watch something on Netflix.” Dhalia shrugged and put the remote on her lap.
“Fine by me.” James agreed and before Dhalia had a chance to react he grabbed the remote and run behind the couch. “But I’m choosing what we’re watching tonight.” He smirked.
“Hey! That was not fair, Ashton.” Dhalia stated and playfully kick him in the arm with her foot. “You picked something the last time! It’s my turn! Hand me this remote right now.” She extended her hand out to him.
“And why don’t you take it from me by yourself?” He winked and wiggled the remote.
“Oh, it’s on!” Dhalia laughed and got up. “And when it’ll be mine, be ready, because we’re watching every High School Musical movie.”
She sprinted in James’ direction but unfortunately, he was faster and managed to escape from her. He ran to his bedroom, stand behind the bed and smiled challengingly.
“I’m pretty sure there are no High School Musical movies on Netflix, baby.” He chuckled and, in the last second, ducked the pillow that Dhalia threw at him. “Oh no, you didn’t!”
“Oh yes, I most certainly did, baby.” She returned the smile and again she rushed toward him, running across his massive bed.
James quickly shoved the remote into the pocket of his sweatpants and when Dhalia was close enough he caught her in his arms and threw both of them on the bed. Dhalia ended up under James’ weight with her arms between them so she wouldn’t be able to reach for the remote.
“Ready to give up, yet?” James asked and quickly pecked her on the lips.
“I will never give up,” Dhalia announced and somehow succeeded to turn them around and now she was on top of James.
James was chuckling all this time while observing Dhalia’s struggles to free her hands from his grip but no matter what she was doing nothing was working – not even her puppy eyes that until this moment were able to win her everything. Eventually, she stopped for a moment. She leaned in and did the one thing she was sure James wouldn’t resist and that was of course kissing. And she was right because James immediately started kissing her back.
“I know what you’re doing.” He whispered between kisses still holding her hands.
“Don’t know what you’re talking about. I just wanted to kiss you.” She said innocently and kissed him again. “Truce?”
“Oh, so you’re giving up, huh?”
“No, I am not. I’m offering you a truce because you’re clearly losing.” Dhalia explained.
“Mhm, okay, so be it.” James agreed and slowly let go of her hands.
And as he expected, when her hands were free, Dhalia immediately tried to reach for the remote but somehow she managed to dump both of them on the floor. Luckily for her, she landed on James’ chest.
“I can’t believe you.” James shook his head and started laughing. “We literally fell on the floor and yet you still can’t steal the remote from me. This is just incredible-”
“Oh really?” Dhalia raised an eyebrow and then raised her left hand in which she was holding the remote. “You were saying?” A smug smile appeared on her face.
“Hm, I guess, after all, I underestimated you.” He confessed and pull her for another kiss. “I declare the defeat.” He said in a low voice. “And I love you.”
“I love you, too. But don’t think that those sweet nothings will make me change my mind about High School Musical.” She stuck out her tongue and got up. “Come on, Troy Bolton is waiting for us!” She laughed and went back to sit on the couch.