Dallas' Shop

[Dallas Kennedy]

This is where Dallas comes to work on shit. He occasionally sleeps here if he's had a rough day and doesn't want to deal with people. Only a few select friends or customers know where it is so, shhh. c:

[kat]

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Kat tried so hard to stop crying on the way to Dallas's shop, but it was nearly impossible. She'd known for a little over two weeks that her mom's date was set, but she hadn't told anyone until now. She hadn't even talked to Sara Sofia about it, and she would be coming to Somerset soon. It was just too hard. Sara didn't remember anything of what their parents were like because she was just a baby when it happened. And then she went to live with one family member, and Kat got stuck with the grandparents. So she hadn't spoken about this until tonight when Kegan forced it out of her, and then made her explain to Dallas.
She really did feel awful for hurting him. And Esme. The poor girl had never done anything to her, but maybe that was what made her hate her so much. She was so sweet to fucking everyone, and that just made Kat want to hate her. She had no reason to say the things she did. She just wanted to make someone else feel the way she was feeling. It wasn't exactly a conscious action, it just happened. But once she sat down and fully dissected her behavior with her best friend, she realized what she'd done.


Kat walked in the shop through the only door she could find. Last time she'd been here the big garage doors were open, but they weren't this time so she had to guess. Apparently she was right because it wasn't locked. Upon seeing Dallas, Kat flung herself at him and wrapped her arms around his neck and started crying again. She didn't care for the moment that he was probably mad at her and not wanting to touch her at all, or that she looked horrible. She just wanted to be in his arms again.
"I'm s-so sorry, Dallas," she wailed, standing on her tip toes to pull herself closer to him.

[Dallas Kennedy]

Dallas had slammed his phone down on the work desk, still fuming and upset about the whole situation. He felt like a complete asshole for yelling at her the way he had.. and then to top that off she had told him some interesting and unwanted information. He was so pissed off with Kat that he seriously considered ending their relationship over this. But he knew that he couldn't do that.. she needed him now more than ever.

He had been in such a bad mood all day. There were tools and random shit slung here and there. He had dented the side of his toolbox when he could hear Kegan's voice through the phone. Who could blame him for thinking she was calling to tell him that she was leaving his deadbeat ass for Kegan? Dallas wasn't sure how to take this news about Kat's mom, so he simply didn't. He went back to work on his car like nothing had happened.

Soon enough though, he could hear a car pulling up outside. He wasn't expecting anyone other than his extremely upset girlfriend. Dallas tightened a bolt just as she flew inside and wrapped herself around him. He didn't say anything at first, mostly because he wasn't sure how he felt or how he should feel. He didn't reject her though. Instead, Dallas wrapped his arms around her waist and just let her cry.

Now that he was thinking about it, he didn't think that he'd ever seen Kat cry.. at least like this. He couldn't hold back his words or the ping forming inside him. "I'm sorry, baby. I'm so sorry." He started to plea. That was all he could force himself to say so he ran his fingers through the back of her hair.

[kat]

Kat pulled away just enough to look at him. "I'm so sorry I ruin everything, and I'm sorry I'm so messed up, and I'm sorry I hurt Esme, and I'm...I'm just so sorry," she tucked her head back into his neck and cried some more.
This wasn't something she ever did. Especially not in front of other people. Not even Kegan. Maybe a few tears, but never full on sobbing like this. Everything in her just hurt. It felt like she was falling apart. And maybe she was...

When she finally calmed down a bit, she pulled away and wiped her cheeks on the back of her sleeve. "I'm sorry, I just..." she took in a shaky breath and shrugged, "I don't know."
She looked up at him, still only a few inches away, and felt incredibly small. She could tell a part of him was still unhappy with her, as he should be. She was wrong for trying to hurt Esme. She should have known that by hurting her, she was hurting him. She was stupid.

"How mad are you?" Kat asked him in a voice that wasn't very much more than a whisper. She didn't want him to say that he was infuriated, but she also wanted the truth.

[Dallas Kennedy]

Dallas pulled her with him as he leaned against his car. He couldn't even imagine everything that was going through her head but he was just hoping that he could be there to help. Maybe just holding her like this and staying quiet would make things go away. He wanted to say something, he wanted to tell Kat that everything would be okay, but he was a realist and he knew he would be lying.

He let her cry, even if it pained him to see her like this. He let her apologize for the things she had said but when she asked how mad he was, he couldn't think of a good enough answer. He was still a little upset about everything and hadn't completely forgiven her yet. He thought about what to say back to her and after a short moment, he replied, "Kat.." He paused. Trying to get this out was the one of the hardest things he'd ever done. "I'm not mad at you becaue I love you."

Holy shit.. That's not what he was meaning to say, especially so abruptly. He could feel his face getting wamer and was sure she could hear how hard his heart was thumping against his chest. "I..uhm.. What I mean is.." He stood there wide eyed and red faced. What if she didn't say it back? What if she didnn't want to say it back?

[kat]

Whoa, what?

Kat looked up at him, and tried to make sense of what he just said. Did he really mean that? He was stammering now, trying to backtrack, but saying I love you isn't really something you can take back.
She placed her hand over his mouth to quiet him, "Dallas...for once, just shut up and kiss me." She pressed her lips onto his and closed her eyes as tightly as possible. She didn't want to think for a minute, didn't want anything else to matter except for his lips on hers.
What was she supposed to say back to that? She'd never really said it to anyone other than family and Kegan. Not even Jimmy Wadford, and she dated him for over a year. Of course, he wouldn't have stuck around for six months without having sex, so this was completely different. It was...it was real with Dallas. She knew that if she had let herself think about it before, she would have realized that long time ago that she loved him.

She pulled away and looked up at him, "I love you, too." She smiled at him, almost forgetting about everything that was upsetting her before. Letting herself get lost in the moment with him, glad that he was willing to move on with her after she'd been a raging bitch to his best friend for so long.

[Dallas Kennedy]

How could he have even thought about breaking up with her earlier? Over something so stupid, even. Why was he kidding himelf? This girl standing in front of him was amazing and she needed him now more than ever. He couldn't just leave her like that, like it was nothing. She wasn't nothing to him.

He couldn't help but feel awesome little butterflies fluttering around when she told him to shut up and kiss her. He did just that, but with a slight smile. He couldn't help it! He had loved Esme, but it felt different with Kat. It felt like he thought love should. Dallas bent his neck down and kissed her with a gentleness that he rarely found himself using.

Dallas didn't want her to pull away, but then she said it too. He could stay like this all night if she wanted to and now, he was definitely glad she came. Dallas smiled at her words and kissed her again. He got the bright idea to use this opportunity to make her feel better. Dallas leaned away from the car and opened went to open the passenger's side door. "You've seen Titanic, right?" He asked, waiting for her to get in.

He shut the door and hoped into the driver's seat with a little chuckle as he sat down. "Where to, Miss?" He asked, immitating an English accent which was really bad. He was nothing like that Elliot kid, but he was actually from the UK. Dallas was from Kentucky.. He put his elbow on the top of the passenger's seat and looked back to Kat qith a quiet laugh.

[kat]

Kat laughed, Titanic was one of her favorite movies. She could quote it backwards and forwards.
She leaned forward to whisper the next line in his ear, "To the stars," and then she pulled him back just like in the movie.Though it was a bit more awkward because there wasn't nearly as much room in his car like there was in their's. But it didn't matter. With him back here, she knew where this was going.

She took his hand and kissed his fingers tips as Rose had done, and looked him in the eyes. "No, I'm not nervous," she said with a small smile before he could ask her that.
She laced her fingers with his, "Put your hands on me, Jack...Dallas," she laughed and leaned up to kiss him, dropping the act. Now she just wanted him. It'd been six and a half months that they'd been together and as many times as they'd almost done it, they hadn't. But now it felt like the perfect moment.

She moved to lay down on the seat, looking up at him, waiting for him to make the next move. She could tell he wanted this just as badly as she did, maybe more. The last time they tried, her uterus decided that she wasn't having it, and period sex just wasn't going to work. It probably wasn't the best idea to make love after having fought like they did, and with her showing up hysterical not ten minutes ago, but it felt like that was a completely different day. Now she was here with Dallas, and they were about to do the most human thing possible.
That's what they were doing, right? Making love? They were in love. This wasn't just sex. She thought it was love with Kegan, but it was never returned. This...this was real. This was two people who were absolutely crazy about each other getting as close as they possible could. She was sure of it.

[Dallas Kennedy]

He wasn't surprised that Kat was able to pull him into the backseat like she had. It was a hell of a lot smaller than than the car in the movie, and Dallas had bumped his head on his car's top before pretty much falling into the seat. He smiled to Kat but kept his mouth shut when she said she wasn't nervous. Dallas loved how she was playing with his fingers and just going along with his idea, it was just too perfect.

Dallas moved with her so they would both be more comfortable. In fact, now that he was thinking about it, he leaned over the drivers seat and pulled it as far up as possible. It was moments like this that he hated being tall, but it was okay because she was here with him. He kind of wished that it wasn't in his car because that's not exactly the most romantic spot.. but it was, and he had accepted that.

He bent he neck down to kiss her and ran his hands over her side. He was sure mother nature wasn't going to get in his way this time. Dallas kissed down her neck as he pulled the zipper on her jacket down. Yeah, this was right, not to mention the months and months of tension that had been building up on both their parts.. it was just nice to take it slow, especially with Kat.


{uhh, feel free to skip whevever xD }

[kat]

Kat shrugged off her jacket, leaving her in just her sports bra, and then tugged at his belt to get his pants off. How many times had they gotten this far for it to be stopped before it even started? But now it was clear that it was actually going to happen.
Once she had his pants unzipped, she took no time to get her hand in his boxers and grab a hold of him. She started moving her hand up and down, making him harder as she did. She leaned up to kiss him, slipped her tongue into his mouth.

After a few minutes of just that, she stopped her hand and trailed her fingers under his shirt, tickling his belly.
"Dallas," she whispered in his ear, giving him butterfly kisses as she did. "I want you, now." She made his clearer by wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling herself so she could feel him against the thin material of her yoga pants, and he could feel her too.
She started to grind against him, letting out little moans as she did. She wanted him to just do it already, but she also wanted to take this slow and make it special.


(Okay. Now you can skip XD)