A/N: This chapter is kind of cheating as you get A/M goodness without it actually happening lol.
I do not own Being Human. If I did that kiss scene I wrote would so be in there.
The thrill of the kiss still ran through Annie's veins. At night when the house hold was sleeping she would find herself leaning on the door to Mitchell's room itching to go in. Little did she know that while she did that Mitchell lay wide awake unable to get the thought of her out of his head.
It had been two days since the kiss and neither the ghost nor the vampire had brought it up. Mitchell was careful about how much he did or didn't touch Annie after the chat he had with George and had taken up smouldering looks instead. With the denial of the obvious attraction, the crackle in the air when they neared each other was ignored.
"This is getting ridiculous."
George and Nina watched as Annie, thinking she wasn't being watched, checked out an unsuspecting Mitchell who was currently trying to fix the TV.
"We can't interfere George. It's not our business."
Nina took a sip from the tea Annie has made her earlier. George sighed with frustration and took of his glasses to rub his eyes.
"Nina look at them!"
Mitchell had finished by this point and was stood accepting a mug of coffee off of a smiling Annie.
"I just want to bang their heads together."
"Bang who's heads together?"
George and Nina turned to see Annie behind them picking up another mug of tea.
"Umm."
"George was just telling me about doctor who I missed the series..."
"4."
"...4 finale and he apparently wasn't happy with the outcome."
"The doctor belongs with rose everyone knows that."
Annie nodded slowly having already lost interest. George grabbed Nina's hand.
"Anyway, yes umm we're off to bed. I shall see you and Mitchell in the morning."
Annie waved goodbye to the couple who practically pushed each other up the stairs. Shaking her head at the two Annie made her way back to the living room where Mitchell was lounging watching TV. Sitting herself down next to her friend she watched the stairs for a few moments before turning to Mitchell.
"I think those two are up to something."
Mitchell turned his attention from the TV to Annie.
"Hmmm?"
"George and Nina are up to something."
Mitchell raised an eyebrow.
"And what would that be?"
Annie shrugged and pulled her legs up onto the sofa.
"I don't know but they are."
Mitchell chuckled and patted Annie's leg.
"Alright, if you say so."
He put his cup down and moved to get up.
"Wait, are you going to bed already?"
Mitchell froze and looked at Annie who was now sporting a pet lip.
"I was going to...why?"
Annie looked down at the cooling tea in her hands.
"I get bored when everyone goes to sleep."
Mitchell settled back into the sofa.
"Have you still not tried to sleep? You really should. I've heard of ghost sleeping before it can't just be a myth."
"Unless you haven't noticed I have no bed and the chair isn't exactly the best place to nap."
Mitchell was quiet for a moment before standing and turning to face Annie. He took the cup out of her hand and placed it on the floor before grabbing her hand and pulling her up.
"You can have my bed tonight and I'll sleep down here on the sofa."
"Mitchell no, I can't take your bed off of you."
He rolled his eyes and dragged her towards the stairs.
"I'm trying to be a gentleman and you're not helping by being stubborn."
"Well at least share the bed with me."
Mitchell stopped in his tracks and turned to face the ghost.
"Share?"
Annie nodded timidly.
"Well we're friends I don't see why we can't share."
The idea of sharing a bed with Annie although tempting just seemed like a bad idea to Mitchell. It was hard acting normal after the kiss but if he had her there in what could be classed as an intimate situation he may not be able to hold it together.
"O-okay."
Mitchell's voice cracked so he cleared his throat and ran his free hand through his hair. Leading Annie up the stairs to his room felt like the most nerve racking thing he had ever done.
"What side do you want?"
Annie shrugged and bit her lip. She was taking a risk but at this moment she didn't care. Mitchell was here that's all that mattered. He opened the door and let her in. Annie had never thought much of the room but now it felt more important that life itself. Mitchell stood awkwardly is the middle of the room.
"Right umm...I need to get changed."
Annie blushed and looked at the floor.
"Yes, right I'll just turn around."
Turning to face the door she closed her eyes. The quiet rustling of clothing being removed a replaced had Annie gritting her teeth. The thought that Mitchell was stripping off behind her was leaving her itching to look. Eyes closed and biting her lip she waited.
A small while later Mitchell cleared his throat indicating to Annie he was changed. She turned and watched Mitchell climb into the bed. He looked at her expectantly and Annie toed off her shoes and removed her grey top leaving her in her white under top and grey leggings. She pulled the covers back and crawled into the bed.
The two lay in silence stillness staring at the ceiling. They stayed that way for a few moments before Mitchell turned on his side to face her.
"I didn't know you could do that."
Annie moved to her side also.
"Do what?"
"Take your shoes off."
Mitchell propped himself up on one elbow so he was looking down at her. She shrugged and pulled the quilt up to her chin.
"Yeah I can...It's only been recent though. I just have to remember what my feet looked like and the off they go."
The conversation died down again and they just watched each other. Eventually Mitchell's eyes began to droop and he settled himself down.
"Night Annie."
His voice was quiet, just a whisper before he fell asleep. Soft lips met his forehead and a hand stroked his hair.
"Goodnight Mitchell."
Mitchell found himself standing in the centre of the living room dressed just as he had when he had gone to bed. The sun was shining brightly through the windows but it didn't hurt his eyes. The smell of breakfast cooking was in the air accompanied with the sound of someone singing slightly out of tune. Following the sound it led him to the kitchen where a woman stood with her back to his. Her coffee coloured skin covered only by a man's shirt, his curls where tied back loosely giving him a view of her long neck which surprisingly held no temptation for blood. As if she heard him approach the coffee coloured woman turned around to greet him with a huge shining smile. "Mitchell you're up." It was Annie! He was struck by awe at how she looked, with so little on and her hair tied back his friend looked almost the opposite of herself usually. Mitchell hadn't even noticed her approach till his face was between her hands and Annie was bringing her lips to his. He almost pulled away but the feeling of Annie's lips against his just felt right. Annie pulled away before he could take the kiss any further and started serving breakfast. She placed the plate down and motioned for him to sit before taking a second plate and putting it on the table. At first he thought it was for George but his head was telling me this time it wasn't and sure enough once he was sat down she joined him and started eating. He was about to question it but the world around him began to shift and Mitchell was no longer in the kitchen but being pulled up the stairs by a giggling Annie. Once they had reached the top Mitchell acted on impulse and pulled her back towards him. Like she knew what he was going to do Annie wrapped her arms around him one she had turned. What was meant to be a light peck turned into a passionate flurry and Mitchell picked up Annie to get her to the nearest room. However he only took two steps before gasping. Annie's hand rested gently against his neck and along with the heat from her palm he could feel the cool metal of two rings. Putting her down he pulled away to look at her hand. Annie's laughter reached his ears but he couldn't register it fully when he was looking at two silver coloured rings adorning her left hand ring finger. "You never get use to that do you?" She took his left hand in hers and there was the slight ting of two metals meeting. Mitchell stared with complete shock at his own ring finger which now sported a simple silver band. "I..." "Shhh." Annie pecked him on the lips. "I love you."
Mitchell woke with a start. Felling weight on his shoulder he turned his head to see Annie fast asleep and curled up against him. Looking at her made him hear echo's of his dream.
"I love you..."
A/N: Awwwwww Sleeping Annie. All she needed was to be near Mitchell. Reviews get drama :D
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