The Kiss {E4}

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<January 17, 1993>
*Felicity's PoV*
I open my eyes to see.. a hospital room? I look around. I couldn't open my eyes. I start shaking, trying to wake up. "Hey! HEY!!" A familiar voice screams. I quickly reach for their arm, and surprisingly, I grabbed it. My eyes shoot open. "C-C-Chris... I-I'm scared.." I said. He looked at me, confused. "I don't wanna lose you.." Suddenly, all my coworkers rushed in. "HOLY SHIT- WHAT HAPPENED?!" Fritz screamed. "Y-Yeah! We all heard gunshots.." Jeremy looked like he had just woken up. I give a weak smile. "C'mon. I know you want hugs.." I laugh. Almost immediately, everyone but Mike and Chris hugs me. Then, I remembered the man. "Is your oath brother okay, Chris?" I ask. "Yeah. His name is Jubi, by the way." I smile. "Chris, come here." I said. He walks towards me, and I cup his cheeks. "You're a doofus." I laugh and kissed his lips. I heard a clap. I back away from Chris. "Not a perfect timing, but alright." He chuckles. "Is the pizzeria still open?" I ask. "Yep. They said that you could take a few days off, if you wanted." Chris smiled. "Meh. I'd rather just come to work." Vincent walked over to me. "My powers don't work at the pizzeria.. so. Let me show you all something." I close my eyes, and hold my hands out. I imagine everyone as child spirits, playing with a ball. I open my eyes. "Wow.." Chris looked at the projection.
We all head home. I saw Chris about to get in his car. "Wait!" I scream. He looks at me. "Heh.. can I stay the night?" I ask, hoping he'd say yes. "Why? I mean, yeah, but why?" I shrug, and hop in his red BMW 850i.
I walk through the house doors. "Wow. It's very..." I looked at how messy it was. "Damn it. I forgot to clean!" I laugh. "Wow. You dumbass." I playfully punch his arm. "Let's clean, then." He smirked at me. "Whoever cleans up the most rooms wins!" He screamed, heading towards his room.
Eventually, he cleaned up 1 bathroom and 1 bedroom. I cleaned up the living room, kitchen, and the basement. "Ha! I beat you by one!" He chuckles. "You like cleaning, don't you?" I nod. "Ha. Nice.." I looked at the couch. "I'm not sleeping on that couch. I'd rather sleep in your bed." He smirks. "Fine. We can cuddle." I said. Then, up to bed we went.

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