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bonus #1 - jesus christ stuart

Cora's POV

I've been working here at Google for a few months, and it's been pretty cool if I must say. It's difficult with all the work at times but I really enjoy being with my friends and especially my boyfriend...

Speaking of, the night before we had a bit of a... thing. You know what I mean. It was all good though, he made sure I was ready and everything and he didn't want to rush me and it was really adorable of him to be honest. I thought the time was right, because I love him and I know I want to be with him for a long time.

In between first getting together and now there have been many dates, but that's a story for another time. He never fails to surprise me and I feel so lucky to have him. Yeah sure, he can be that antisocial asshole at times but if he wasn't that antisocial asshole I probably wouldn't have met him.

I wake up next to Start the morning after, and his hair is flattened down over his forehead as he still sleeps. He looks like a puppy, so I don't resist the urge to run my fingers through his dark hair. It's incredibly soft, and I push it out of his eyes.

He starts to stir and his steady breathing changes, and then his eyes open gradually and he smiles at me.

"Morning babe." His voice is scratchy and deep and I think that it's fucking hot. I still feel weak when he calls me that, it makes me want to just fall on the floor like jelly.

"Hey." I say awkwardly, a slight blush coming to my cheeks.

"Stop being so cute." He whined, and I just laugh.

"Nope." I say, emphasising the 'p'. I then grab a blanket and cover myself, before standing up and walking over towards the bathroom.

"Where are you going?" Stuart asks me, reaching his arms out he tries to pull me back.

"To shower, dumbass." I shrug, and Stuart puts on a pouty face. "You know I hate it when you do that."

"Stay for a little longer." He begs, and I just raise my eyebrow at him.

"If you didn't realise, we have work today. We have to be there in half an hour." I point out, and Stuart just rolls his eyes. Yep, he still hasn't got away from that habit.

"Dammit I wanted to cuddle." Stuart says sadly.

"Later." I say, and I grab a shirt off the floor and a new pair of jeans and underwear, I then head to the shower.

After my shower, Stuart goes in and when he's passing me he makes a comment about how we could've saved water by showering together. I just shake my head and laugh and then get dressed.

I put on the shirt I picked up and I realise that it's Stuart's. I look at myself in the mirror and shrug, realising that I like wearing his clothes better. I then put on my jeans and then I sit in front of the dressing table with the mirror to sort my face and hair out.

I brush my hair back, and then I notice something on my neck... A deep purple mark, obviously left their by Stuart. There was no way I was going to be able to cover that, it's too dark for makeup to cover and I don't own any scarves or turtlenecks...

"Jesus Christ Stuart." I mumble to myself, shaking my head.

I look at it and sigh, giving up. I try my best to use my hair to cover it and it will work for now. When I'm ready, Stuart exits the bathroom already dressed, and he picks his glasses up from the bedside table and puts them on.

"Look what you did." I say, flicking my hair back I pull down his shirt slightly and show him the mark. His eyes widen and he suppresses a laugh.

"Wow," he laughs and shakes his head. "Princess, I think you gave me a lot worse."

He pulls his shirt down slightly and sure enough there are multiple ones on his collarbones. I widen my eyes, I don't even remember doing that.

"You should see my back." He smirks, and I roll my eyes and slap him on the chest lightly.

"Shut up." I scoff.

"You look way better in that shirt than I do." He compliments, grabbing me by my waist he pulls me closer. He smirks down at me and again I push away the feeling to just pass out. He leans in and starts to kiss me, and like always I kiss him back. But after a minute or so I pull away and look at the clock.

"We've got to go." I say, and he pulls a sad face again.

"Stupid work." He complains.

"If it wasn't for Google you wouldn't have met me." I point out, and Stuart just sighs as we make our way out the door.

"Shut up."

We arrive a few minutes later to the office that team Lyle still works in, and obviously everyone else is there before us. Stuart follows closely behind me as I rush in and sit down on the sofa in front of the whiteboard where Lyle was going to tell us what to do.

Before he does, everyone's eyes land on Stuart and I. I look around confused at everyone's knowing expressions, and I look at Stuart who is just laughing.

"What?" I ask, and Neha laughs from next to me.

"It's so obvious what you guys did last night." She says, and my eyes go wide.

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't play stupid Cora. We all know." Bully added, there's nothing more embarrassing than Billy knowing.

"No, you don't." I protested.

"You're wearing his shirt, Cora. And you didn't do a very good job at covering your neck." Nick laughs, and I can feel the heat rushing to my cheeks.

"Oh shit." I laugh and look down, and Stuart just puts an arm around my shoulder.

"Be more careful where you give your girlfriend hickeys next time, Stewie."

"Okay everyone stop now, we have work to do." Stuart turns on his serious act in a matter of seconds, and it never fails to amaze me.

"You didn't seem very keen to do it this morning." I whisper to him, as Lyle starts talking to everyone.

"If it makes spending time with you come quicker, I'll do anything."