And I love her (for CaptainL)

[RedShinigami]

George smiled back, seeing Chelseas big blue eyes right before his, their breaths caressed each other skin. They held on to each other, looking into each others eyes, their fingers interlocked. They were together now. No one spoke it out because it did'nt need to be said, both of them knew it in their hearts.

George brought their hands down and held his girlfriend, closed his eyes and just enjoyed the moment. Like Chelsea he did'nt want to part. They just had found each other, but from now on there were many, so many days and evenings both of them would be here together. Cooking, watching tv, drinking, making love and just hold each other tight.

Still George knew exactly what had happened yesterday and sure as hell he knew that he did it without protection! He tried to remind Chelsea about it as soft and careful as he could but in the end, Chelsea was Chelsea.
The Scouser escaped his arms with an impressive jump that sent her right out of the bed and next to it.
"Oi, Oi, Darling! Don't do anything you would regret!", he stammered and scooted backwards, falling out of the bed. "You...you just need to get something from the pharmacy and I will buy condoms, I sweeeaaaar!", he screamed as he looked up to his girlfriend.

He knew how terrifying Chelsea could be and the dark aura around her did'nt made things any better. But George knew that he had to take it like a man. Chelsea Forster, the brawling, foulmouthed Liverpool Wrestler was his girlfriend now. He just had to adapt, staying strong, like he did against his business partners. So George got up, the blanket dropped, revealing his proud standing member as the tall Londoner gave Chelsea a look of defiance.

"Y-Yes we did that. We both did it. And now we have to accept it! And would you ... pu' your mit down missy! you are no' scarin me wi'h 'ha'! we will 'alk 'his over an' you will si' your bu'' righ' on'o 'ha' bed an' you will listen because i was no' finished!", George said with a loud voice leaning over Chelsea who looked at him with a defiant gaze, her hand still ready to smack. George tried to held his position, he knew that every retreat could be fatal, but he also knew that he would deflate soon...

[CaptainL]

With George, Chelsea had something she'd always dreamed of, but never thought would come. She had someone who wouldn't judge, who would love her and appreciate her for who she was, no matter what happened. She had a place she could call her own, where she could feel peace. It wasn't the usual gruff, hot-blooded, yearning-for-a-fight Chelsea Forster that George saw at this moment in time, but Chelsea was happy for that, too - at last, she had somewhere she could let that part of her breathe, without needing to worry about showing it to the world. About it shattering her image, or meaning she had gone soft, vulnerable, and weak.

But that same old Chelsea was a part of her as any other - and when George reminded her that in the spur of the moment they'd forgotten protection, the Englishwoman was whipped back into the rage her fans were far more familiar with. She was ready to show this side of herself with George...but she wasn't ready to commit this much. Even when George told her they could get it taken care of, even when he jumped up from the floor to look her in the eye, Chelsea wasn't about to be swayed. She was someone who made good on her promises, she thought, and if George thought he could push this on her, she wasn't going to go easy on him, no matter how close they were!

Or...so she thought. Because when George went on, even as Chelsea's hand hung in the air...she hesitated. She didn't let her hand fly. Instead, she merely sighed, letting her shoulders slump as she folded her hands in her lap and sat back down on the bed. "...Right. You're right," she muttered. Much as the old Chelsea would've reacted with fire and fury, she knew that would be useless here. Blowing up at George wasn't going to solve anything. They were together now, and they would need to take all the responsibilites of that together. Chelsea didn't feel quite like herself, acknowledging that she needed to take a step back and talk things out like civilized human beings. But if George was going to start treating her like a lady, she couldn't bring herself to still play the tramp. She couldn't just take in all his compliments and all his careful attention; had a part to play in this, too.

"...So, you were saying...you had more to say?" A part of Chelsea was embarrassed that she was even doing this. Her cheeks flushed hot and she glanced aside, afraid to make eye contact with George lest he acknoweldge she was going easy on him now. She was almost embarrassed that such a thing was even possible, with her. But she wanted to make this work.

[RedShinigami]

George stood his ground. He knew with a "strong personality" like Chelsea he had to. They were together now, a couple. And if George did'nt wanted to be always on the receiving end, he had to act accordingly, showing Chelsea how far she could go with him, which was already very far.

He looked Chelsea directly into her eyes, a battle of wills so to speak and finally the Blonde relented, sat down and looked away, blushing, not accustomed to this whole situation. But George, a Ladiesman, knew exactly what to do as he deflated and dropped next to his girlfriend, bringing his arms around her and softly putting her into an embrace, his head rested on to of the Bunnys which was leaning against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.

"I know this does make me look like a careless idiot but this isnt the first time that happened to me..
", he said with a slight chuckle. "So, I know exactly what to do. We will finish breakfast and then we will go to the pharmacy. I get condoms... If they have my size here, and we get you what you need and everything is done, ok?", he smiled and then looked at his girlfriend. "That sounding acceptable?", he asked and then shifted so Chelsea would look at him.

"We both want this to work, don't we? And I know we can take every obstacle. Rule Brittania! But more important. Now that we are sober, let me say it again so we both are sure. I love you Chelsea Forster.", he said and softly stroked her hair. "It is great to have a special someone. Now I always have someone who can participate in our matches here if a girl gets sick!", he grinned and jumped of the bed laughing. George was happy, as happy as he could be. Finally a new life had started for them both. And he was excited to see it unfold!

[CaptainL]

Chelsea muttered to herself, letting out a huff as she settled down against the bed. She already felt like she wasn't herself, agreeing to all of this - opening up to anyone, letting them see her in such a vulnerable state, being this clingy, and especially doing all of this with George of all people. The Englishwoman felt just as strange, knowing she was backing down from a confrontation like this. It wasn't like her to know when to stop. But at the same time...she knew she couldn't let her temper get the better of her, not here. George only wanted to help. And when she settled against his side, Chelsea leaned in against him, letting his embrace settle over her shoulders and worming her way in a little closer to press her body against his. She let out a soft sigh, allowing herself to sink into place as her muscles went slack. She couldn't stay mad at someone who had done so much for her as George had - especially when she needed moments like these.

She nodded her head along with what he said. She did look back at him with an eyebrow raised when he mentioned this wasn't the first time something like this had come up - but she decided, albeit not without a sigh, that it was better not to push that issue, lest she make this harder than it needed to be. She blushed harder when he mentioned not being sure if they had condoms in his size - but, at the end of the day, she nodded, and she looked back at George with a smile. Chelsea liked what she had, with him. She had been yearning for it for too long, and now, at long last, she finally had it. She wasn't going to let that go.

"Mm...of course, George..." She blushed when she thought about it - it felt so silly, that she was believing in anything so cliche as their love conquering all obstacles. But this time, she had no doubts. At the least, George's love was something she needed to believe in, for her own sake. And when he said those few words, it still made her heart quicken just a little before her expression softened into a smile, and she replied in turn - "I love you, too..."

...But she would still be taken aback what George said next, no doubt intent on roping her into another of his little shows. As if she didn't have enough to be embarrassed about in LAW! "WHAAAA!?" she shouted, jumping up from the bed with a glare on her face - but before she could follow through on anything, George was already out the door and into the kitchen. Chelsea sighed, only to be cut short by the rumble of her stomach, reminding herself that she still needed to finish breakfast. She got up from the bed, going to follow George out the door. Questioning her life choices could wait.