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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Steven_Universe_(Cartoon)
  Relationship:
      Lars/Sadie_Miller
  Character:
      Lars_(Steven_Universe), Sadie_Miller
  Additional Tags:
      Explicit_Sexual_Content, Horny_Teenagers, Rough_Kissing, Mutual
      Masturbation, Oral_Sex, Friends_to_Lovers, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without
      Plot
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      Published: 2017-04-07 Completed: 2017-06-01 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 5556
****** Bury it in the Attic ******
by Fountainjen
Summary
     Post-The New Lars. Sadie comes over to watch a movie. They talk, they
     kiss, things get a bit more explicit after that.
Notes
     Just a little self-indulgent fic of one of my fav ships. -- Not much
     of a plot, just wanted to write them getting it on.
     Begins with Sadie POV, and switches to Lars just cause.
     Did not beta, sorry for the typos or weird areas in my writing.
     Enjoy.
     About warnings: violence is unrelated to characters or story/underage
     because I headcanon them at around 17-18 yrs old
***** Romance Roulette *****

Sadie parked the car down the street a couple houses away from where Lars
lived. His parent's car wasn't in the driveway hinting at their absence. She
sent him a text message before making her way towards his door. And as she
approached he appeared before she even had a chance to knock. He was dressed
causally with no shoes on, his hair was still damp from his shower, some of the
loose curls stuck to his forehead. He grinned down at her before making a
motion for her to come in. She followed him upstairs to his bedroom, she was
familiar with that path but she never got to see much else of the house.
He led the way up the stairs into his attic bedroom, she tried her best not to
stare at his butt as she climbed in behind him. Once she reached the top, he
extended his hand to help her through the threshold and she climbed up into his
relatively neat room.
"Make yourself at home," he said before pulling up the foldable staircase
behind her. Sadie eased her way to his bed and sat at the very corner, she took
off the book bag she brought with her and placed it on her lap. While she
rummaged through her set of pajamas and hygienic items she explained, "I wasn't
sure which movies you wanted to watch so I brought a few."
"You can have the first pick," She said pulling out three DVDs from her bag and
extending them towards Lars.
He grabbed them and let out a pensive hum while he read the titles. "Oh! I
haven't seen Slice Town yet, heard it was pretty gruesome."
"Heh, good choice. Pop it in," Sadie responded. Lars tossed the two other DVDs
on the bed next to where she sat. He worked on getting his console and TV
ready.
Sadie felt a bit awkward after all the events that had taken place a couple
weeks prior. Since the whole body switch incident Lars had been unexpectedly
pleasant. He was still sarcastic and his usual negative self which was
certainly a comfort to her especially after hanging out with Steven in his Lars
costume (aka Bizarro Lars as she referred to him privately). But he seemed
different somehow, he didn't try as hard to impress the cool kids. He didn't
pretend not to know her during their off hours. And he just seemed to act more
like his private self in public, the side of him that she really liked.
It was a little difficult to digest but the whole incident seem to have open
his eyes. And he certainly seem to have grown to appreciate their friendship
which she hoped would last.
Lars was done finagling with his console and the title screen of the movie
began to play on the TV.
"Don't tell me you plan to sit on the corner the whole night. Get comfortable
and make some room," He said, one wireless controller in hand and the other
hand on his hip. He had a small grin on his face while he stood in front of
her.
"Oh, yeah sure. Sorry," Sadie knocked her shoes off quickly and crawled up the
bed sticking to the right side of the full. Lars threw himself back into his
usual spot next to her. The bed stirred a little but they laid comfortably side
by side. They both reclined against the headboard using his pillows to support
themselves into a semi-sitting position.
He reached over to the bedside table on his side and turned off the only lamp
lighting the room. The light emitted by the TV screen was the only thing
lighting up the room besides the little moon light that creep in from outside
through his bedroom windows. Her body began to buzz with the immediate intimacy
of the dark room and she could sense the closeness of his body next to hers.
He pressed a button on the controller and the movie began to play. An ominous
scene made the room even dimmer. She had watched several movies with him alone
like this and yet this time was just a bit different. They hadn't really fought
for a while, in fact he was totally chill lately but she felt weird now. She
suddenly recalled Steven's declaration of love while he was still disguising
himself as Lars. She knew Steven only meant well but she and Lars had a far
more complicated relationship than what Steven could possibly understand at his
age. She wasn't seeking out these huge declarations of undying love. She just
wanted his companionship, for him to enjoy her presence in public like he did
in private, for him to be himself, and if maybe things got romantic she
wouldn't mind at all. In fact she had always harbored a crush and it had become
so much more complicated since the island adventure and their kiss. But lately
she just wanted them to be okay.
And now her stomach was doing flips as she observed the rise and fall of his
chest from the corner of her eye. She tried to peep at his face without moving
her head, he was totally focused on the movie and didn't notice. She knew what
the feeling meant but she didn't know why tonight she was so on edge. Like
maybe she was anticipating something unexpected from this new Lars who hadn't
changed much but was somehow just a bit less of a jerk.
There was a low hum echo in the room and suddenly she felt the A/C blast her in
the face with cold air. She was jolted out of her thoughts with a shiver and
started to rub her arms to warm up.
"If you're cold, we can get under the sheets," She heard him say. Immediately
the suggestion made her blood rush to her cheeks. But before she could protest
he started kicking the blanket out from under himself, wiggling around until he
was under them. She shifted her weight from off of the blanket and did the
same, she pulled the cover up to her chin and tried to concentrate on the movie
and not the fact they were in bed under his covers.
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Twenty minutes in and a young couple separates from the main group and head to
an abandoned log cabin nearby. A six pack in his hand, and in hers a
flashlight, their only weapon against the darkness shrouding the path up to the
lodging. They're holding hands and she's giggling at some unknown joke. The
viewer is seeing through the eyes of the killer who hides behind the bushes as
they walk by without noticing.
The next scene the unfortunate couple is alternating between sipping their
beers and making out. The staple sex scene meant to highlight the sinful nature
of the victims. They're careless and unbothered by the eerie atmosphere of the
dusty cabin. Their hormones taking precedence to whatever dangers may lie in
the dwelling.
Sadie wiggled uncomfortably when the female character's top popped open
revealing her breasts adorned by a sexy bra. The character let out a over-
dramatic moan before the two were all over each other again. Sadie could feel
Lars tense and shift around uncomfortably next to her, he cleared his throat.
"We can fast forward through this scene if you want to," He said nervously.
She looked at him and replied, "No, it's okay. It's not a big deal," She tried
to play it cool.
She noticed the blush on his face and she probably had one too. She swallowed
hard and turn her face back to the scene that got increasingly steamy.
When she first watched this alone she hadn't noticed how explicit it was and
how long it lasted but it certainly seemed that way now that she was laying
next to a boy she sometimes fantasized about in a similar way.
The characters were now in the height of the sexual scene, bodies thrashing
against each other desperately. The whole thing practically pornographic and
both Lars and Sadie were rigid with embarrassment and slight arousal. And then
a moment of relief from the awkward scene when suddenly the male character
began to gargle and blood splashed from his mouth onto the face of the
unsuspecting girl who laid under him. Her face turned to that of horror when
she noticed his eyes roll into the back of his head and his body grow limp on
top of her. She let out a scream when she saw the killer crouching over them in
his creepy costume. He pulled the blood drenched knife out from the back of the
dead man. She was scrambling to get her ex-lovers body off of her and she ran
out the door of the cabin in her birthday suit when she was free. The killer
slowly walking out after her.
"What a buzzkill," Sadie joked.
"Tell me about it," Lars added with a snicker.
"All this blood is making me hungry, how bout you?" He asked.
"Yeah, I can eat something," She replied.
He perked up then, "I got a treat for you then," he said before attempting to
reach over her towards the bedside table on her side. He hadn't noticed the
awkward position until he was looming over her. Their faces closer than
expected, he heard Sadie's breath hitch softly.
"Uh, sorry," he said before pulling back nervously.
"It's in that drawer," he pointed, "Just go ahead and grab it for us. I'll turn
on the light."
He turned to switch on the light while she tried to find the surprise treat.
She opened the drawer and saw her favorite snack, Oyster Crackers. Sadie smiled
warmly to herself when she saw the box, she grabbed it revealing a magazine
hidden underneath. A full figured woman, with blond hair and dressed in
lingerie on the cover of what she recognized instantly as a porno mag. She
couldn't quite ignore the resemblance the cover girl had to her. She shut the
drawer before Lars could realize his oversight and turned to him quickly.
"Wow, thanks Lars," Sadie said brightly. Her face likely crimson from the
discovery and all the theories rapidly spawning from it.
Lars had paused the movie in the meantime and they opened up the box and placed
it between their bodies.
"Could I ask you something," Sadie asked after wolfing down her first cracker.
"Sure, what is it," he responded, taking a bite out of a his own.
"Why have you been acting so nice to me lately?"
He perked up a bit at the unexpected question. After he are the rest of the
cracker he asked, "What do you mean?"
"I mean ever since the whole 'Steven took over my body' thing you've been
asking me to hang out more...You didn't even try to walk in a different
direction when the cool kids walked by us the other day. Hell, even at work you
haven't slacked off half as much. And now you're inviting me over for the
weekend, you usually only ask me over when you need something...," She stated
bluntly.
Lars let out a pained noise, perhaps brought on by the guilt of hearing her
list his common offenses, "Well...I just want to be less of a jerk to you, ya
know."
"I don't. Explain," She stated expressionless.
He looked tense but continued, "I know I haven't been a good friend to you, and
that whole incident kinda opened my eyes."
"What makes that any different from all the other weird stuff we've been
through..."
"Well...maybe it was because of what happened while Steven pretended to be me.
He told me what he said to you...and how you had reacted."
Sadie became instantly embarrassed knowing that he was referring to the
declaration of love.
"It's not a big deal," she said quickly, averting her eye contact. She lost her
steam and wished she hadn't brought it up at all. She grabbed another cracker
and tossed the box to the side table.
"It is! I was upset for a few days after. Even my parents seemed bummed I was
back to normal. It made me feel pretty shitty..."
He brought his knees up to his chest and covered himself even more with the
blanket.
Sadie listened and watched him quietly.
"You were the only one who even considered for a moment that I wasn't being
myself. Or pathetically enough, that I might have been pulling some shit to
hurt you...and then you have my parents who think I'm a hopeless delinquent-"
"Who can blame them?" Sadie interrupted with a chuckle. Lars just scoffed
recognizing the teasing in her voice.
"-and then you have Buck and the gang and well...they rather hang out with the
fake Lars," his face twisted in anger for a moment before he continued, "But
you..."
"What about me?"
"...you were glad when I was back to normal," He looked at her and gave her a
sad smile. He was still hugging his legs against his chest.
Sadie placed her hand on his back and caressed him, "Lars-" she said in a low
voice.
"-I'm sorry for making you feel like you were nothing," he said quickly, "I
know...it's hard to believe but I would never say something like that just to
hurt you...not anymore, at least. I promise I'll be a better friend from now
on."
Sadie could hardly believe what Lars was saying. A part of her wondered if this
was Steven trying to patch things up between them. But there was no way; she
knew this was the real Lars, and he looked genuinely sorry for once. Her hand
smoothed across his back as she leaned towards him. Lars became wide eyed when
he noticed her closing the gap between them but he turned his body towards her
and they embraced. He squeezed her against himself with all the strength he
could muster and she did the same; her body against his felt amazing, he
thought.
He buried his face in her hair and softly breathed in the delicate lavender
scent infused in her curls. He could feel her breath on his own neck and he
wished silently that she would press her lips against the skin.
She loosen her hold and they pulled away in slow motion. He was a little sad it
had to end. His stomach was in knots already, his breathing noticeably uneven.
He never really felt quite in control of his emotions when he was around her.
She put her hand on his lap and said, "Let's just start over." They started at
each other for a moment before he slowly nodded in agreement.
They were quietly examining each other's faces, both warm and bodies buzzing
with nervousness from the intimacy of the situation. Lars boldly moved his hand
over hers, afraid that she might pull away again if he didn't.
He noticed her cheeks turn pink and his felt his own heart pounding against his
chest. She inched closer, his hand tightened around hers, and in a flash they
were kissing each other.
It was just as needy and sloppy as the other handful of times they'd made out.
Whenever they found themselves like this Lars would always wonder why he kept
pushing her away emotionally when she made him feel this good. He couldn't
understand how this one person could make him feel so validated, so needed, and
so whole. He thought this time he wouldn't push her away, he wanted to make her
feel all those things too.
He kissed her harder and held her tighter; he felt like his heart was going to
burst with all the emotions swirling inside of it.
Her hands cradled his face and she tilted her head a bit to deepen the kiss. He
felt her tongue slide against his bottom lip and he opened his mouth against
hers. They explored and teased each other, enjoying each other's taste. She was
rough, biting his lip at times a bit too hard but he liked it and he tried to
taste every bit of her lips and tongue, attempting to elicit as many moans from
her as he could.
His hands were all over her back, moving downward until they reached her hips.
He stroked her from her hip to her thigh enjoying the feeling of her soft
curves. He, on the other hand was all hard edges but she still touched him just
as uninhibitedly. One of her hands tugged at his hair and the other felt his
shoulders and arms. Then he felt her rub and push against his chest softly. He
got the hint and laid back slowly, taking her down with him never breaking the
kiss. She laid partially against him, her breasts pressed against his chest,
their kiss became less fervent in the meantime but just as passionate. His
hands continued to feel her backside, he slowly inched from the lower curve of
her spine to the peak of her butt cheeks. She pushed against him a little
harder, kissing a bit harder, he took a handful of her butt and squeezed. She
moaned into his mouth and it all made his body feel like he was set aflame with
desire.
***** Angel's Smile *****
Chapter Notes
     Things are about to get a little awkward and a bit filthy. 18 + only.
     Please anticipate graphic sexual descriptions and I also prefer to
     use anatomically correct terms for lady parts because I find slang is
     usually blah anyway.
     Thank you all for the continued support, I am really appreciative of
     the response to the first chapter and I apologize for the delayed
     update I bought a house recently and it's been kind of a nightmare
     moving in and fixing and doing everything lol. Anyway enjoy the smut.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Lars continued to work and squeeze Sadie's bottom. He took complete pleasure in
the act itself and he felt like he was drowning in bliss with every soft moan
she let out encouraging him to keep going. It seemed that she was finally
becoming too overwhelmed and broke their kiss. She buried her face into his
shoulder and began to pant against him. He was panting too but kept touching
her backside experimentally. He found that this pause opened an opportunity to
taste a new area of her body and he began planting kisses along her neck. She
reacted by shifting her head and exposing more of her skin, he licked and bit
softly on the exposed areas. She whimpered in his ear with the new sensations.
He felt so incredibly turned on by every noise and movement that came out of
her. His hard-on was pressing painfully against the inside of his jeans but he
didn't mind the pressure building there or the friction caused by the tip of
his dick rubbing against the fabric. He didn't want anything to ruin the moment
and he wanted to drag it on forever. He continued tasting and nibbling at her
neck, loving the smell of her hair and the way she pressed against him. Her
hand began to explore his body, cautiously rubbing her hand over his belly. Her
hand moved up under his shirt and towards his chest and she gave his small
nipple an experimental pinch. The sensation was new, a mix of pleasure and pain
that he wasn't sure how to respond to it but he let out an involuntary groan
none the less.
She began to kiss him again, tongues intertwined. She pushed herself closer to
him and he began to pull her leg over his hip. She was now on top of him,
straddling him, her body pleasantly pressed against his. Lars realized his
hard-on was pressed against her inner thigh and she had begun to roll her hips
against it. His hips involuntarily thrusted up against her, both moaned,
overcome with the pleasure of grinding against one another. He wanted more than
anything to feel her like that over and over again and they kept nervously
pressing against each. He didn't want to stop but his body was becoming
completely overwhelmed. With uncertainty he grabbed her shoulders and gently
pushed until they broke their kiss again. They stopped and she looked down at
him, still breathless and completely flushed.
Are you okay?" She asked.
“Yeah...more than okay," He responded, "But what about you-"
"-Yeah"
"Do you want to..." He wasn't sure how to phrase his question or what he was
trying to say.
"-Keep going?" She finished his question.
"We don't have to, if you don't want to," his voice became embarrassingly high
pitched like it often did when he was mortified.
"No, it feels good. Let’s just do what feels good," Sadie reassured him,
flushed and just as eager as he was.
He nodded before they began to desperately kiss each other again; their bodies
continuing the torturous movements, their pleasure mounting with every thrust
of their hips. She could feel his hard cock under the denim and even though
there was so many layers of clothes every time Sadie pushed herself against his
bulge a wave of pleasure pulsed throughout her body. She could feel how
incredibly wet she was and how all her blood was rushing down eliciting so much
ecstasy. She was sure she would climax, her mind too foggy to care if they
hadn't even taken off their clothes yet. But before she could reach that
release she was suddenly flipped onto her back. Lars looked at her bug eyed and
panting from above.
She whimpered softly between pants, wondering if he knew how desperately she
wanted to reach the top of the mountain with him.
He looked just as flushed and bothered as she had and she wondered why he had
pinned her down like that. And now he was looking down nervously but with
apparent arousal.
“What is it, Lars?” Her voice cracked.
“I want to…” he swallowed hard while the blush on his face deepened, “touch
you.”
His voice was just above a whisper but she could hear him clearly and the words
had shot a spark of pleasure throughout her body.
She very slowly and clumsily placed her hands on the buttons of her jeans. She
bit her lip. Sadie felt incredible yet totally mortified, the idea of Lars
looking at her in her underwear became unnerving but when she looked at his
face again as she began to undo her jeans her confidence mounted. He looked
utterly mesmerized, their faces were leveled but he looked down so intensely
and she could hear him breathe so hard.
As she worked on her zipper she noticed his own hand gingerly kneading at the
bulge confined to his jeans. She looped her thumps into the band of her jeans
and began to pulled down, awkwardly pushing her hips up to pull the denim down
as far as she could take them while still laying on her back, his body hovering
so closely above hers in the process.
She quickly felt herself squeeze her thighs together and kicked off the jeans
totally off; there she was now laying in her shirt and panties, that were most
definitely soaked through from her arousal.
Lars was no longer touching himself; the same hand was now very cautiously
moving over to her bare thigh. His eyes glazed over yet staring intensely at
her mostly naked bottom half.
She placed her hand on his, and pressed it down against her thigh. His fingers
spread over the skin and squeezed, he loved how soft and round she was all
over.
Sadie felt so conflicted, the attention was flattering but totally mortifying,
and no one had ever looked at her like that or touched her so intimately. She
decided to grab his shirt with both hands and pull him down into a hard kiss to
distract herself from the self-conscious thoughts. His hands continued to
explore slowly while their tongues began to work on the other again, tasting
each other passionately.
And then she noticed his hand moving up so very slowly to her inner thigh
towards her pulsing groin. The tips of his fingers pressing against the fabric
of her wet panties. They broke their kiss with a gasp, as his fingers pressed
down and his hand cupped her crotch.
"You're so wet," he whispered in astonishment.
"Uh, sorry..." Sadie responded.
"That's so hot," Lars said in a tone so gravely serious and full of fire.
She felt his fingers continue to press against the thin cotton material that
laid over her labia. She longed for so much more and she let out a little
whimper in desperation, the noise boost his courage and he began to rub the
area with more determination. He felt against the moist fabric the softness of
her lips underneath. He pressed his fingers even deeper parting her there and
feeling even more wet softness and he rubbed up and down along that surface
causing her hips to move in response. She wrapped her arms around his neck and
pressed her forehead against his, closing her eyes tight not sure what she was
doing but feeling her body use him to leverage herself against his hand.
Lars decidedly grabbed the fabric and tried to move it aside awkwardly at the
lower crotch, so that her panties were still on but his hand was under the
fabrics where his fingers could touch her skin directly. She moaned when she
felt him press against the lips, he let out a deep groan as well and he began
to rub all around feeling her there where she was warm and soft. He couldn't
comprehend how this could feel so incredible even if it was just his fingers
touching her there, he was enthralled by her whole body and the way she moved
under him. And then he felt the nub at the very top of her opening, her
clitoris was hard and erect under the folds and he pressed his fingers against
it soliciting a loudest moan she's let out yet. He kept going rubbing now a bit
erratically, watching her move her hips and move and feeling her squeeze him
tighter like she was about to burst from the sensations.
"Sadie," he let out in a whisper. She moaned in response.
"I want to taste you," he sounded desperate. She moaned again. Her eyes finding
his, completely out of focus and she bit her lip.  He pulled his hand away
then, and without losing eye contact or missing a beat he licked the fingers
that were still wet with her juices. Sadie attempted to take control of her
breathing once again, her body letting out little spasms from the intensity of
his touch. She was trying to process what he had just done, she wanted to be
embarrassed but for some reason it just turned her on even more.
"I want to eat you out," Lars stated, he had gain so much composure and here
she was trying to keep it together. She nodded slightly. And everything after
felt like slow motion; Lars pulled off his shirt tossing it aside, his fingers
tugged at her panties while he causally moved down to position himself between
her spread legs. She pulled them off and exposed herself totally. They didn't
exchange words at all, and his expression was full of determination. He stared
down at her, she felt horribly self-conscious. And then he moved his hand again
towards her vulva and began to poke and prod softly, pushing the folds of her
labia apart, taking a moment to take a look. Sadie tossed her head back and
closed her eyes tight trying to forget that Lars was between her legs just
staring at her junk. And then she felt his fingers move once again up and down
her lips pushing them apart gently. She could feel him shift closer, his breath
hitting the skin and cooling her down at the spot. And then she felt his thick
wet tongue slowly lick up one of her lips. He continued to lick mechanically up
and down each each side of her folds. Her fingers curled into his sheets while
she tried to keep her hips still. Lars then decided to alternate between
sucking and kissing the hot liquid that flowed out of her.  She was beyond
comprehending what she was feeling, his tongue was soft yet the sensations it
created were all so intense. Like she wanted to push her hips right into his
face and feel his mouth all over her.
She was pulled from her own thoughts and pleasure with a sudden jerk of the bed
and the sound of a zipper and then she could feel him pumping his cock
fervently below her never pulling away from her. His licking becoming
increasingly frantic to match his strokes.
Sadie was blown away and felt so hot, the combination of his mouth on her and
his hand rubbing the length of himself made her head swim. She couldn't control
herself any longer and her hips began to move up against his face, he didn't
even flinch and pushed his whole face into her and continued to lick and suck
enthusiastically. His tongue dipping down as deep as it could go and she felt
it slip inside of her just a bit. She let out another deep moan and her hands
flew to the top of his head. She spread her fingers through his orange curls
and tugged gently. He dragged his tongue up until he was sure he had positioned
his whole mouth over her clit. He lapped at the sensitive spot and Sadie
responded with a moan and additional tugs of his hair. He felt wild and he kept
going tasting every bit of her and just focusing on the spot, sucking softly
and pushing his tongue against it. His knees were cramping from the awkward
position but he didn't care, he continued to rub himself up and down his shaft
enjoying every sensation of the moment. He had been dripping pre-cum since the
beginning and he enjoyed the way it lubricated his dick while he squeezed and
teased himself. He could feel the pressure building up in his balls and he
began to silently pray that Sadie was ready to finish too. Although he kept
savoring every inch of her pussy.
Then he felt it, the shuddering of her hips, it was like she couldn't control
herself and her grip tightened on his hair.
"Lars!" She called out. Her head thrown back and he kept going tirelessly while
she reached her climax. The build up of pleasure overflowing from her caused
her body to move uncontrollably against him. Her moans were loud while waves of
pleasure released across her whole body. And then after a few moments of
reaching her orgasm her body went totally limp. She loosen her grip on Lars'
hair and he pulled back, desperate to catch his breath and to sit back on his
heels. His hand still gripped his dick hard and he was rubbing it hard and
quick. She looked down with hazy eyes while he let out a groan, his cum coming
out in bouts, his hips thrusting forward with every release of hot liquid.
After the last bit shot out of him he let out a few heavy breaths and then
allowed himself to collapse onto his side. His dick still in hand, very gently
letting out with gentle strokes what must have been the last few spouts of
pleasure pent out there.
They laid there is silence for a moment, concentrating only on regaining their
breath.
Sadie was the first to sit up, she pulled in her legs and tried her best to use
her t-shirt to cover up her bottom half. They looked at each other, a content
grin spread on Lar's face and she wondered if that smile was really for her.
"Lars...I don't want to kill the mood but I have to know...is this for
real...what does this me-"
"-Sadie," he sat up then, "will you be my girlfriend?"
Her eyes rounded from the unexpected request and then she adverted her gaze
clearly unsure of how to answer.
Lars felt his insides twist.
"Look, I know this is a lot to process but...I realized that I just can't keep
ignoring how I feel."
Sadie continued to look away, she bit her lip seeming deep in thought.
"...I promise this is for real..."
She looked up then, he noticed the tears building up which threatened to spill
over.
He leaned forward then and held her tight. He was so confused, he couldn't
understand. He had hoped that maybe everything they had just done was proof
that he did want to be with her. 
Sadie began to sob silently, she wrapped her arms around him and dug her face
into his shoulder.
"You must think I'm so stupid," She sobbed.
"What?! No," Lars pulled back to look her in the eyes, "What do you even mean?"
She tried her best to smile at him through the tears.
"I used to think about this day...and instead of being really happy...It kinda
just feels bittersweet."
"I don't understand."
"You had to feel like the whole world hated you to make you see how much I
cared...I never wanted you to feel like that."
"Sad, it's really not like that. I mean...everything that's gone down, it hurt
but I needed it...just like I need you."
She smiled weakly as him before pulling him it for a quick peck.
And as she locked eyes with him again, she said, "I need you too, Lars."
 
Chapter End Notes
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     Once again did not beta so very sorry for the funky parts in the
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