《lightning - jonah marais》chapter fourteen
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The European leg of the tour came to an end, and after taking tons of pictures of the boys with fans you boarded the plane. You sighed as you settle into your seat, pulling out your phone and scrolling through a few pictures you snapped of the boys with a crowd of fans. You smiled to yourself at a particular picture of Jonah smiling while talking to a girl and you nudged his arm. "Hey, look at this picture I took. You look so happy." Jonah looked over and leaned his head against yours, a smile growing on his face. "Send me that once we land." Jonah shifted over and you leaned over onto his shoulder. "I'm exhausted." you breathed and you felt Jonah's head fall on top of yours. "Me too." he yawned. It was a long flight so you let your eyes close and fell asleep on his shoulder, trying to catch up on the sleep you've missed over the past few weeks.
"I have never been so happy to see this couch." Jack said as he fell over onto the sofa. The six of you shuffled into the house, dropping your bags and still tired from the flight. Corbyn pulled you aside and you stumbled a bit, drowsiness affecting your balance. "Woah there." Corbyn said and you chuckled, "Sorry, I'm drained. What's up?" "Are you moving back into Jonah's room? Don't get me wrong, I love having you as a roommate but I figured it'd make more sense since you're together now." he said and it reminded you that you moved out. You didn't even think about it while you were in Europe. "Yeah, I probably will. He hasn't brought it up since we started dating so I didn't even think about it." you said, a yawn following your sentence. Corbyn looked over your shoulder and shouted to Jonah, "Hey J! Come take your girl and bring her to bed!" You shoved Corbyn's shoulder and before you knew it, Jonah picked you up and carried you upstairs. He dropped you on the bed and you were laughing while he stood on the end of the bed smiling at you. You sat up so he was standing between your legs and poked his stomach. "I'm moving back in, right?" you asked and Jonah made the same expression as you did when Corbyn brought it up. "Absolutely you are. I totally forgot." You nodded, "So did I. That's a tomorrow problem, I wanna sleep some more." You threw yourself back onto the bed and got under the covers, patting the spot next to you. Jonah launched himself onto his side and pulled you next to him, letting out a deep sigh and closing his eyes. "Y/N?" he mumbled. "What babe?" "Let's get matching tattoos." You opened your eyes and looked at him, his eyes opening at the same time as if he knew how you'd react. "Of what?" you asked and he didn't say anything, he just kissed you. He pulled back with a goofy smile on his face before answering your question. "Lightning bolts." Your eyes lit up and you nodded quickly, loving the idea. "Tomorrow." you said and pecked his lips. You snuggled back into your spot in his arms and felt sleep taking over you again. "Storms used to scare me, but from now on all I'll be able to think of is you. They're never gonna scare me again." you mumbled into Jonah's chest and he pulled you closer, kissing your head. "I love you, sweetheart." "I love you more, Jo."
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