'She remembered who she was, and the game changed.'
|| Book 0 in the Blake Toretto Series ||
|| Prequel for Quarter Mile Ahead ||
|| Fast and Furious ||
|| COMPLETED ||
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Tokyo Age 21
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Blake Toretto slowly climbed the stairs up to the loft, a devilish grin on her face. Twinkie and the rest of the crew followed closely behind, but very cautiously. The girl had decided to wake Han earlier than usual, and for one simple reason; it was his birthday.
'Blakey, uh, I'm gonna remind you again. Waking Han is like waking a grizzly bear, he'll hurt you,' Twink muttered.
'He won't hurt me, Twink, the worst he'll do is throw me on the ground,' She waved him off.
The girl quietly approached his door, placing her hand on the door handle before turning to face her friends who were still standing at the top of the stairs. She rolled her eyes and slowly opened the door, allowing some light to get through; outlining Han's half naked figure on the bed. She entered silently, shutting the door behind her, before tip toeing over to the side of his bed.
Blake lent down beside his ear and whispered into it, 'Han! Han, wake up.'
She frowned when he mumbled in reply before turning to lay on his back, in the middle of the bed. When she noticed the sheet had moved down his abdomen further, she had already made up a plan in her head. She quietly threw her leg over his waist, straddling him, before she reached up and lightly traced her fingers down his chest.
As he began to stir, she tapped his cheeks lightly, hoping he'd wake up faster, but instead he rolled over; flipping Blake onto the bed. His arm wrapped tightly around her waist, pulling the girl close before his eyes fluttered open. A lazy smirk made its way onto his face as she playfully glared at him.
'If only I could wake up to this everyday,' He mumbled as he nuzzled his face into her hair.
'Han, you have to get up. It's a big day today,' She whined.
'Just five more minutes, princessa. But, you have to stay.'
'I can't, hermoso, I've got things to do.'
'Blake.'
'Fine.'
Blake raised the sheets, sliding herself under them as Han moved onto his back and laid his arm out for her. She rolled over and rested her head on her best friend's shoulder, her fingers tracing different patterns onto his bare chest. She sighed in contentment, closing her eyes as he ran his fingers through her hair. The room went silent as they lay in each other's arms, both slowly falling asleep once more.
