something else

~chapter three~

I listen in on Tris as she gets ready, her soft hums echoing though the bathroom.
I find myself wearing a tight fitted black shirt, with jeans. I try to peak in on Tris, but she catches me glancing in the mirror and closes the door, leaving me smirking.
"You know, you're lucky I'm wearing this," she whispers and I chuckle.
"I know." But really I'm just lucky to even have her.
I silently open the door as a smile creeps along my face when I see her hair, curled, as she wears jeans and a small fitted t-shirt.
But my smile fades as she turns to completely face me.
"Why are you wearing makeup?" I ask and start to walk towards her, but she giggles and slaps my hand.
"Tobiasss, I'm sixteen! Let me live a little! Plus, I'm dauntless," she smirks lightly as the mascara on her bothers me but I go along with it.
I watch her in the mirror, her beam of curled blonde hair. I smile as I realize that it's 7:50.
"Hey, we gotta go," I smile and she turns to face me.
"Christina's apartment is right across the hall," she puts down the makeup and turns to me, vigorously pressing her lips to mine as she pushes me back.
I chuckle as her hands find a way under my shirt, her soft touch running up my skin, sending electric signals as I moan out her name.
And then she takes my hand and replaces it onto her thigh, running down her leg as I feel her tongue against my neck.
"We still got ten minutes."