Hey guys!
Back with Moose and Camille! And this time they're actually dating. Woot woot!
This is set a few months after Step Up 3D.
As promised this one is longer (the longest yet) and kind of slow paced, but I think is better like this 'cause I really wanted to show how much they care even if nothing's really happening.
Like a normal day, outside the dance battles or the pressure of NYU.
I would like to thank my cousin (even if he probably won't ever read this since he's not into Step Up) for inspiring me. He actually did what Moose does in this oneshot.

Again thanks for the reviews!
Enjoy

DISCLAIMER: I wish I owned Step Up, believe me if I did Adam would have been shirtless half of Step Up All In...

QUOTE OF THE DAY

[...] And I would answer all your wishes, if you asked me to

But if you deny me one of your kisses don't know what I'd do

So hold me close and say three words like you used to do

Dancing on the kitchen tiles. It's All About You. [...]

- It's All About You, McFly

She felt bad for doing this. Really, she did but she sent the text anyway.

It was Spring Break so Moose and Camille decided to spend some time at home. And by home they didn't mean The Vault, but home home. In Baltimore, Maryland.
They've been there for a week and with the plannings for Nora and Ty's wedding plus a few cousins of Moose visiting they barely had some time alone. Not that they minded being around family, I mean... it was the reason they've decided to come back in the first place, but it felt like Spring Break was already slipping away.

It was Sunday, sunny and nice, the "do-nothing" kind of day. It made Moose want to relax in his house, especially now since his parents were gone for the day, cuddling with Camille on the couch.
They've been dating for a few months. It had been strange at first, he wasn't used to the new aspects of their relationship. But it was a good kind of strange. He felt too cheesy at times, when he'd stop doing whatever he was doing just to look at her, and sometimes he still felt like it was an "illigal thought" thinking that she was beautiful. They were still bestfriends, they still told each other everything, they still argued (or as Camille put it "discussed") over little things like who was the coolest X-men or what kind of ice cream was better. Things became more and more serious slowly but surely.

And in the end he found that it didn't bother him one bit.

He found himself wanting to kiss her and hug her and just be close to her. Sure it had been just a couple of months since they got together but he had known her for years and he felt so very stupid for not noticing how wonderful she was earlier or how perfect hey were together.
She had become such an important part of his whole world and now he wanted nothing but to see her anytime he could, to get butterflies when she smiled and chills when they kissed.
A little part of his brain told him he was starting to talk and think like a girl. The bigger part of his brain told him it didn't matter 'cause seriously... why care when your life, specially your love life, is pretty perfect?

It was supposed to be their day. After a week surrounded by people some time just for them, nothing in their way. Or so he thought.

The text message arrived way to early for his liking, somewhere around 6.00 am.
"What kind of person wakes up this early on vacation?" he thought groaning and rubbing his eyes trying to reach for his cellphone to read the text. After his eyes adjusted to the way to bright light of the screen he was able to read who sent it.
"A wonderful one."
It was from Camille, a smile formed on his lips before he even got the chance to read the message and it fell as quickly, his eyes scrolled down her words.
She was canceling on him. Apparentely Lena's sickness got worse ovenight, Moose already knew the woman wasn't feeling too well this past few days so he wasn't really mad. Disappointed, yes but he wasn't going to ask his girlfriend to leave her mother alone. He simply wasn't that kind of guy. (Plus he knew Camille wouldn't do something like that)

He lay in his bed, an arm over his eyes thinking of how to make it a good day all the same. He had to change his whole schedule now, not that he actually had plans for the day.
He breathed in and out, huffing. "No point in going to sleep again." he thought grudgingly getting out of the bed.
He noticed his parents and relatives were already gone, if they had been there maybe he could have tagged along whatever they were going to do. To think about it, though, he didn't really want to.
He just wanted to see Camille.
Even if it was only an hour. He groaned in frustration, raking a hand through his hair and heading to the kitchen.

He started to look around for something to eat. Everything was so familiar yet so strange. He had gotten so accostumed to his NY life, it was weird to be back.
He saw his mom's old recipe book. The pages once blank were filled with black-ink words written in a surprisingly stravagant, yet elegant and understandable penmanship. He read a few recipies smiling at the memories of his mother's cooking.
There was even the recipe of his grandma's meatballs.
One of the last ones wasn't a part of the many culinary tradition of his family on mother side, nor it was an Alexander recipe.
To be completly honest it wasn't even complete. Just a few notes his mom wrote down while Camille baked, trying to understand the secret of the Gage Brownies.
Memories of his highschool days and memories of Camille overwhelmed his mind.
Ugh, he was getting pathetic... He wanted to see her so bad.
Before closing the book a little piece of paper sticking out caught his eyes. And as he read it a plan started forming in his mind.

The doorbell rang, the sound vivid and clear in the quite house.
Taking her time discending the stairs she wondered who would come so early. It was around 7.45, she noticed. Malcolm was still fast asleep and so was her mother. Tyler and Nora weren't supposed to drop by 'till lunch also Camille wasn't expexting visits today.
"I hope it's not someone trying to sell me stuff, I don't feel like being rude. I still hadn't drank my coffee ..." she thought opening the door.
Her face probably gave away her confusion as her boyfriend walked past her holding two paper-bags, a small and a huge one. She could easily see carrots coming out of the big one.
She closed the door, her face not sure wether to express confusion or smile at the sight of him. She quickly followed him to the kitchen.

As soon as he put down the bags on the counter he walked to her smiling like a boy on Christmas. He placed his hands on her waist pulling her closer to his body and giving her chills. His scent invaded her nose, mind and heart. A mix between a cologne he always bought since highschool and something that was just him. He gave her a small peck on the lips.
"Good morning." He half whispered closing his eyes and kissing her nose.
She couldn't stop herself and started giggling.
"What are you doing here, Moose?" she said, even with eyes closed he could hear the smile in her tone. "Didn't you get my message? My mom is sick. You know I would love to be with you, but I've got to take care of her." She said giving him an apologetic smile.

"I know." He said giving her another peck.
"That's why I'm here."

He walked over to the counter again, taking out stuff from the bigger bag. There were different kinds of vegetables and some raw chicken. Every now and then he'd look up and smile at her. She couldn't fight the off her face as he kept taking out food, there was even a box of camomille and other erbs.
Camille shook her head still smiling and decided to look in the other bag. It wasn't food.
There were aspirins and antibiotics along with various vitamin pills and syrups. She looked at him rising her eyebrow.
"What- " He cut her mid sentence.
"I promised to spend the day with you, didn't I?" He looked her way and winked.
"Being the awesome boyfriend I am, I will keep my word. Therefore I decided to help you with Lena, it could be nice you know?" He said giving a little shrug, but still grinning. "This way I'll be ready if you ever get sick."
She gave a little laugh while placing the medicines on the kitchen table.

"You don't have to stay here, Moose." Said Camille facing the other way. He remained silet for a while and she could here him move behind her.
"I want to. I don't want to be anywhere else." He placed a kiss on her head, putting a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Plus how is your mom supposed to get better without the Sickness-Slayer Super Soup." he added waving a piece of paper infront of her eyes.
"You never fail to ruin a moment, do you Moose?" she said teasingly turning to him.
He slowly raised an eyebrow in question.
"We were having a moment there, huh?" He moved closer to her trapping her between him and the counter, placing his hands at her sides.
"I don't know." She said giving a shrug with her shoulders, there was no need to see her to understand she was smiling her sly smile.
"Maybe." she said looking up.
The look in her eyes was familiar, but it held a gleam that made him shiver. He leaned in to kiss her with eyes closed.

"Shoot!" she said pushing past him.
"Mom has to take her pills..." She rushed upstairs without looking back.
Honestly, Moose didn't know if he wanted to laugh or sigh more. "And here I thought I was the one ruining the moments..." He chuckled to himself.

Moments later Camille came back, her hair in a high ponytail, Malcolm behind her. The three of them had breakfast together until Camille's brother left declaring that if he was to spend the whole day with them he'd end up with diabetes.
Somewhere around eleven they started to cook and Moose turned on the radio convincing Camille to dance around the kitchen with him.
Tyler and Nora didn't show for luch, texting Camille saying they got caught up while cake hunting, but truth to be told she was a little relieved.
"Tyler finds extremely amusing both 'threatening' Moose not to hurt me and teasing me for finally showing him how I feel."
After Lena finished the soup she fell asleep, leaving Camille some time to spend with her boyfriend.

As they cuddled on the sofa watching VH1 Moose brain got lost in wonderland.
It felt good to be there with Cam, cooking and dancing and even cleaning the house. Lately a lot of boring things seemed much more enjoyable as long as he was with her.
"Maybe this is how things will be." he thought "In the future, together."

Camille stopped mid-sentence turning her head.
"So, what got you all smiley Mr. Alexander?" She said in a teasing voice.
It took him a couple of seconds to register her words. His eyes were focused on her, so intense it was almost unsettling. It made her heart melt every passing second.
"You." His face broke into a smile. "You, you, you" he said kissing up her arm and she had to fight a fit of giggles. He looked in her eyes again and after a moment of silence he kissed her.
A short, innocent kiss. "You're wonderful."
Camille ran a hand through his curls, the other taking his hand.
"You're not half bad yourself." She said before placing her lips on his again.

Yeeeah, I hope you guys liked it!
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'till next time.
with affection,
PersonalEscape