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𝔟𝔩𝔲𝔢 ö𝔶𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔠𝔲𝔩𝔱

♛

"Steven, we should go in," I giggle against Hyde's lips as we stand outside the door to the Formans' basement.

"Trust me, Princess, they won't even notice we're gone."

"They might notice you're gone since you spend all of your time down in that hobbit hole."

He kisses the spot behind my ear. "You act like you're any different."

I bite my lip, tugging him closer by his belt loops. "Shut up."

He pulls back with a lopsided grin. "Can't come up with a good comeback?"

I laugh. "You're such an asshole."

"Yeah, but you love it."

I chuckle as he cups my cheek. "You know I do."

He dips his head down for another cherry-flavored kiss, which I happily accept. We freeze when a loud crunch comes from the space beside us.

I quickly turn toward the sound. Fez stands there, frantically chewing on a lollipop. "Keep going," he mumbles.

"Fez, what the hell, man?" Steven snaps as he punches him in the arm.

"What? You're the ones blocking the doorway!"

"Please don't watch us make out," I grimace.

"I didn't even know you were back together."

Hyde scoffs. "Back together? We were never together in the first place."

"Fine, back to the touching."

"Steven, just be glad that Kelso hasn't blabbed to anyone yet," I sigh.

Fez gasps. "Kelso knew?"

"Yeah, and Jackie." When Steven gives me a look I shrug, "She's like a freakin' bloodhound with that shit. But the point is, Fez, that Eric and Donna still don't know so you have to keep your mouth shut."

"Why don't you want anyone to know about it? You two are always flirting with each other anyway."

I struggle to find a reason, really, but I end up just telling him that Hyde wants it to be a secret and I'm respecting his wishes.

"You have my word," he nods seriously. "Now, let's go inside."

Steven opens the door to find Eric and Donna on the couch. "Hey, guys, what's going on?"

"We're spending the weekend at a hotel," Donna answers giddily.

Hyde pulls me into his lap after sitting down. "What, car sex got boring?"

"I would like to have car sex," Fez says wistfully. "Or just sex. Or just a car."

"I have to get out of town," Donna winces. "Ever since my dad lost the store, he just shuffles around in a not-completely-closed bathrobe. It's really depressing."

Steven picks up the pamphlet on the table. "'The Wisconsin Dells' most romantic hideaway. Hunters and truckers always welcome.' That's nice. Hey, Princess, want to go?"

I easily cover. "Not in a million years, babe."

He smirks. "I'll wait."

"Well, I'm going to go pack," Donna announces. We watch as she dashes out the door and Kelso takes her place.

"You guys, the weirdest thing just happened with Pam Macy," he pants.

"Kelso, man, she'll do that with any guy standing in front of her," Steven sneers.

I frown. "Seriously, though, what happened?"

I've come to care for the people in the popular group that I'm part of. Obviously, Buddy is the one I'm closest to there, but I've gained new respect for the others.

When my parents disowned and abandoned me, I could have easily been kicked out of the group. They could have taken my status away in a split second. But they didn't.

They stuck with me, they supported me, and they even shut the middle-class bitches down when they tried to step on me. That's admirable in my eyes.

"Okay," Michael explains, "so I'm making out with Pam in the orchestra pit, and everything is progressing normally until..." He stops himself.

"What?" Fez asks urgently.

"Well, you know that thing that happens to guys sometimes when they're with girls."

"Oh, did Mr. Cooper come in to buff the floor?"

"What? No. Uh... I don't know if I feel comfortable saying it with Ana sitting here."

Steven holds me down by my waist. "She's staying."

"Fine. I'll put it this way... the buffer wouldn't buff."

Fez shakes his head. "Poor Mr. Cooper."

"No, Fez," Hyde sighs. "I think what he's trying to say is... the rabbit wouldn't come out of the hat."

"The weasel wouldn't pop," Eric adds.

"The alphabet soup never spelled 'go.'"

"I don't understand," Fez frowns.

"Oh my god, just say it," I groan. "He didn't get a boner."

"A what?"

I clear my throat. I don't want to be the one to say it, especially since I won't ever know how that feels, but everyone else is too shy to explain. "An erection, Fezzie."

"Oh, I see."

"This is a huge problem, you guys!" Michael frets.

"Kelso, I want you to know that I feel bad for you, and that I'm sorry you are not a man!"

"That's not what it is," I defend. "It happens, you know? Maybe it's just the person that you were with. Maybe you weren't really turned on by Pam or something."

Michael plops down onto a chair and puts his head in his hands. "What do you know? I'm not a man!" He collects himself. "You know what, I'm going to go try and fix this."

"Oh, I would like to go take care of some erectile business as well," Fez beams.

"Okay, the both of you, just go." Once they exit, I stand from Hyde's lap. "I have to catch a shift at the radio station. I'll see you guys later, okay?"

Steven also gets up. "Yeah, bye."

I'm about to leave when he gives me a quick kiss.

"Oh, you guys are back together?" Eric asks nonchalantly.

I throw up my hands. "So much for keeping it secret."

"I said we would figure it out, not that we would keep it a secret. Plus, like Fez said, there isn't really a reason to do that," Hyde shrugs.

"Alright, whatever," I sigh.

"So are you guys, like... boyfriend and girlfriend?" Eric queries.

Before I have a chance to answer, Steven speaks up. "Yeah. If she wants to be, of course."

He turns to me expectantly, but I don't have an answer prepared. I assumed that he wouldn't want to put labels on it so easily, although I don't have a problem with it. Maybe he's confident enough in our relationship that he's okay with it.

I smile up at him. "We are."

He flashes a grin back at me and presses his lips onto mine.

"Ew, Hyde, don't get sappy," Eric scowls. "I don't want to see you kissing my sister."

I pull back. "Sister?"

"Red likes you more than he likes Laurie. That basically makes you family."

"I'm the favorite!" I cheer.

"Yeah, yeah. Now get out of my basement."

"Our basement," I tease.

"Out!"

♛

"Ana, I've got to tell you something," Michael mumbles as he rests his head on my chest. "I'm omnipotent."

I laugh, playing with his hair. "What?"

"It's still not working!" he wails.

"Okay, Mikey, first of all, omnipotent does not mean that."

"Sure it does!"

"Alright, whatever. Think about what I told you the first time you came to us with this problem. Maybe you just don't like Pam."

"Oh, believe me, I like her," he giggles.

I playfully smack him. "Not like that, dumbass. Do you really like her?"

"Parts of her."

"It's hopeless," I sigh.

"No, no, I'm sorry," he says quickly. "Help me out here."

"Okay, I'll put it this way. Maybe it's not that you can't. Maybe you just secretly don't want to."

He looks up at me and frowns. "I don't get it."

"Your body is starting to realize that you only want to be with people you love, even if it hasn't reached your brain yet."

"Oh," he nods. "I guess that makes a little more sense."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." He lights up. "Hey, do you think it'll work if I try with you?"

I barely have time to process the question before he rushes forward to close the gap between us. I cover his mouth with my hand just before he can reach me.

"Kels," I murmur sternly, "I have a boyfriend."

He frustratedly pulls back and sits on his heels in front of me. "No fair! Damn it, I knew I should have gotten to you before Hyde did."

"Yeah, you're too late," I scoff with a fond smile.

"Damn it!" he repeats.

I chuckle, "It's alright, you'll find someone soon."

He stares at the floor with a small pout on his lips, his forehead creased. "Do you think it'll work with Jackie?"

I soften. He still loves her, doesn't he? "Maybe," I answer honestly. "But it's a matter of if she'll accept that or not."

"You're right," he agrees, deep in thought. I don't know what's running through his head, but I hope it's not something too stupid. "Thanks."

"You're welcome, Mike," I grin.

"I'm going to go find her." He stands and I do the same.

"Good luck with that."

He hugs me tightly and I press my face against his chest, inhaling the pleasant scent of vanilla and ginger. He kisses the top of my head.

All of a sudden, he freezes and stiffly pushes me back, still holding onto my shoulders.

I panic. "What? What's going on? Is everything okay? Oh my god, are you having a stroke?"

He beams at me. "I'm back!"

I probably look like a tomato in that moment. "What?"

"I'm back! You helped me come back! Thank you, Ana!"

He grabs my face and kisses each one of my cheeks.

I barely move from my spot in the middle of my house as he cheers and dashes away.

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