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Dependents	By : DancingBear Category: +G through L > Hey, Arnold! Views: 6471 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Hey Arnold, nor any of the characters. I do not, and will not make any money from this story. (Original creator: Craig Bartlett)

Chapter List
- 1-Dependents
- 2-Lean
- 3-Steep
- 4-Long
- 5-Hold
- 6-Slouch
- 7-Arch
- 8-Turn
- 9-Fall
- 10-Drop
- 11-Gift
- 12-Balk
- 13-Spill
- 14-Pay
- 15-Scrap
- 16-Warm
- 17-Sink
- 18-Stoke
- 17
- 18
His lips were impossibly soft, brushing against hers in the lightest of touches. She could feel her blood sizzling inside her skin, thumping through her veins…

He made a long, low sighing noise as he pulled away, while she made a little humph of displeasure. Don't stop.

He grinned. "Sorry, I can't breath… with my nose…" the colour in his cheeks flushed higher, his eyes roved across her face, lingered at her lips before gazing into her eyes. His palms, flat against her back, hefted her forward, pulled her closer so that she was sitting full on his lap, their chests touching. "I can't believe we're here." He breathed.

Her hand slid up to his neck, she touched the collar of his shirt, shy again, after a moment of recklessness. "Me either…" Her finger trailed over his collar, touched the skin of his neck. He sucked in a breath as she let her fingertip wander over his collarbone, trail up his throat. His skin was soft, for a guy. Her touched roamed up the side of his neck, to just below his ear…

His gaze was on her face as his hands gripped at her back. His cheeks were flushed red, his eyes almost glassy looking, his pulse was jumping in the hollow of his throat… she leaned forward to kiss it, tilting her head to press her lips against the skin between his collarbones. He groaned, dropped his head back against the sofa. A thrill ran through her. He likes it. She was making him feel good…

Experimentally, she moved her lips across him, following the trail her finger had walked. God he smells amazing. She brushed her lips against him, pressing kisses against him until her mouth reached her fingers, still beneath his ear…

He turned his head to capture her lips with his. "You make it very hard to be a gentleman, you know." He breathed between kisses, one hand coming up from her hip to touch her cheek.

She grinned against his mouth. I can't believe this. "And what does being a gentleman entail?" She had an idea what his answer was going to be.

He sighed, sounding strangely wistful "Not going too far on the first date…"

Helga grinned into her pillow. Still full of the unfulfilled want from the previous night, her skin still buzzing, her nerve endings all crackling… but happy. He had been so amazing. He wanted her, he said he did, his hands had kinda fluttered at her sides, holding himself back from pressing his hips up, pushing them together… and god did she want him. It felt like someone had the heel of their hand pressed below her belly button, she was so turned on. She felt pressure, in that weirdly uncomfortable way she hadn't felt since she was a teenager.

But they hadn't done anything, just ended up kissing on the sofa, not even making out really, just kissing… it had been, uh, frustrating, but amazing. She hadn't wanted it to end… but when it was after two am and she had started nodding off, Arnold had led her gently up to bed, kissing her goodnight and promising to see her in the morning. Well, obviously, he lives here! She was still grinning.

She scrabbled around for her cellphone, checking the time on its little screen. Ten thirty seven… huh, weird that Nina hadn't woken her up already. She kicked her way out from her blankets, shoving her feet into her slippers before padding across the room.

A note was on the floor, sticking out from under her door, her name written on the front in Arnold's handwriting. She grinned to herself again, the butterflies starting up.

She unfolded it:

…

Helga.

I've taken Nina and Lucy to the park to let you sleep in.

Coffee's in the pot, I'll bring home breakfast. Text me if you have any requests.

Arnold

xx

…

"Oh god… he's perfect!" She clutched the note to her chest and spun in a circle, dancing with herself as she blissed out. "Perfect, perfect, perfect." She sighed, before getting a grip on herself.

She was all showered and dressed, with a mug of coffee and a book in her lap by the time Arnold and Nina got home. The butterflies that were bumbling around in her stomach hitched up a notch when she heard the key in the front door.

"Take your boots off..." Arnold was laughing, talking over the top of Nina as she twittered some story at him at full pace. "… then we can make breakfast."

"Mum!" Nina yelled. Helga was chewing at her bottom lip, smiling as she heard the thunk, thunk of Nina's gumboots hitting the floor.

"In the lounge, Sweetheart." She called, slapping her book shut and putting her feet on the floor. Nina was climbing up onto the sofa next to her in an instant.

"Maddy was at the park! And she petted Lucy and didn't even cry!"

Uh oh. Maddy, huh? That obviously meant Steven, too. She glanced up at Arnold when he appeared in the doorway. Was everything OK? But the look on his face wiped any questions she had from her brain. He's so fucking gorgeous. His mouth was quirked up in that lopsided smile, his hair messy, his cheeks red from the cold wind outside. He was unzipping his jacket, and she wanted her hands on him, to slide her palms across his chest between his jacket and his t-shirt, just to feel how warm he was.

He smiled when she bit her lip. "Why don't you go wash your hands, Nina… and then we can make breakfast."

Nina leaped up, enthusiastic. "OK!"

"Wanna put the bag in the kitchen?"

She gazed up at him like he was some kind of god. She was being trusted with the breakfast… Helga held in a giggle. She was so cute.And he's so good to her. Her stomach cramped.

He made his way across the room and dropped down next to her, that lopsided smile making her head swim. "Morning…" He breathed, twisting to face her, his arm across the back of the sofa, his fingertips just brushing her hair, as if by accident.

Her lungs were suddenly empty, like she was winded. She swallowed. "Hi…" She swallowed again, smiled. "Thanks… for the sleep in." She could barely meet his eyes. Kiss me, please… I didn't just dream last night, did I?

"My pleasure… we were up late last night, I figured you'd appreciate a lie-in." His fingers pressed into her hair, picking up a lock, but his eyes were on her face.

She nodded.

"I… enjoyed last night…" He breathed. His eyes skimming across the line of her lips.

She felt her lips twitch up into a smile. Thank god. "Me too."

Pushing through the curtain of her hair to touch the back of her neck, his fingers trailed across her skin. "Wanna do it again?"

"Oh!" She gasped, half in surprise he was even bothering to ask such a redundant question, and half in exclamation of how his fingers were making her skin tingle. "Yes." She nodded again.

His smile spread into a grin. "So… we're, uh, dating?"

She nodded again, far too flustered to think of anything to say. All she could think about was how badly she wanted his lips on hers again. She found herself leaning forward. His hand dragged through her hair, held her head as they leaned together, his mouth covering hers for just a moment, before he pulled away and sighed, leaning his head against his arm and staring at her.

"Nina was asking about last night…"

"Oh… great. Let me guess… she asked if we kissed?" Man, kids could be so humiliating. Since Nina had spied on her and Steven, she'd been obsessed with kissing. It could be mortifying.

He nodded. "I told her she'd have to ask you about that… I wasn't sure what to say."

She sighed. "I'm sorry."

He grinned, glancing up at the ceiling as Nina's footsteps echoed down the stairs. "Quick." He whispered, pressing forward to steal another kiss before Nina appeared in the doorway.

"Breakfast!" the little girl crowed…

..."She's asleep?" Helga nodded stupidly at Arnold's question, crossing the room to fall onto the sofa next to him. His arm fell around her shoulders, pulled her over to lie on his chest. She sighed, relaxed against him.

"Finally." She managed to croak. Nina had been a terror tonight, kicking up a fuss when it was bedtime, refusing to brush her teeth, et cetera, et cetera…

He chuckled. "She was kinda wound up tonight, huh?"

Helga nodded, pushed her face further into his t-shirt. She didn't want to talk, she was so tired.

"You OK?" He tugged her a little closer.

She shook her head.

"What's the matter?" His voice pitched with concern. She smiled, raised her chin to meet his gaze.

"You're not kissing me." She breathed. Nervous butterflies fluttered against her ribs, afraid of being so forward, but she tried to squash them. He had been looking at her all day, making her knees weak, making her so aware of him…

"Oh…" His mouth turned up at the corners. "Sorry."
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