A Night In

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 It all started with Ben tugging Meredith onto his lap, lips pressed against hers in a heated kiss. His hands roamed on her figure while his desire for her grew. He had wanted her ever since their first encounter at the bar but Ben never imagined something would actually become of it.

"I want you to know you're not some groupie to me, Meredith. I really want this with you."

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"And your future apparently involves me and my tiny apartment?" she said with a chuckle. If he was going to stay long-term they were going to have fun, it wasn't ever built for anyone else to live in. Didn't mean they couldn't manage it, but they would be rather close to one another.

Of course, did he see that as a problem or a pleasant side benefit.

"I wish I had something more exciting to tell you but I don't. My whole life has been about work. The paper's keeping me busy and I kind of wanted the distraction."

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"It could. I didn't come here just to see my old neighbourhood, I came here for you."

Ben always imagined driving around the countryside with her, with the top down. He imagined them sharing a flat and making music.

"You deserved a bit of distraction after what happened."

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If he actually said that she wouldn't be opposed. Meredith always wanted a bigger place, but it was what she could afford when she was just starting out and she'd just never bothered to move.

"I guess we both have to figure some things out," she said, leaning up to kiss his cheek gently. "Slow steps."

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"Slow steps. That works for me."

It had been a while since he felt her lips on his skin, and it brought back some fond memories.

"Maybe one day we'll live somewhere bigger. I could help out with your music career, if you want to pursue it. I know some decent people in the business, not just the messy ones."

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"I don't know," she admitted. "I've always wondered what would have happened. But it's frightening. I can't exactly give up my stable income and hope that I catch a break."

She chuckled at his other comment. "When I bought this place I never expected to have a roommate. It was my first single flat. I'm sure it's a step down from what you're used to."

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"I know. It's a tough business, but I want you to know you're talented."

He didn't really think of it as a step down. It's nice and cozy being somewhere smaller for a change. This was the beginning of a new life for him anyway.

"It's nice here. I'm getting ahead of myself."

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"I appreciate that," she said, kissing his cheek again. "But you know talent doesn't guarantee success. I don't want to end up broke and homeless chasing a dream that may not happen."

That's how she'd started writing in the first place. Wanting to make sure she was supported and could take care of herself, since her career wasn't taking her nearly as far as his had.

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"As someone who's seen both the up- and downside of music business, I can say you're wise to think like that. But I hope you'll sing a song or two for me.. Someday. We could make it a duet."

Meredith became one of the best in her trade, too. She never criticized without a valid reason, unlike many other critics out there. She made a good point every time.

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"Maybe. If the material is right." She was just scared about it, like many other things in her life. That was one of the things that attracted her to him. He was confident to the point of arrogant, seemingly fearless. He didn't care about anything and she cared too much. "I just don't want to embarrass myself, you know?"

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"I'll be there to support you. Look at me, if you get nervous."

Ben reached for the guitar again, strumming a few notes. He felt a new idea coming to him, inspired by everything that had happened.

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"I look at you and I get distracted," Meredith quipped. But once he started playing she leaned back and listened, curious what he was thinking. He was actually very good with that; she hadn't expected he could play multiple instruments.

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He continued playing, smiling to himself at her comment. He'd get distracted by looking at her, too. The song came out almost by itself, leading Ben instead of the other way around.

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She just relaxed and listened to him. Putting a hand on his shoulder to encourage him. He really was talented, and she was glad he'd gotten rid of all of that facade and all the baggage to truly focus on himself and his talents. The same thing she'd told him the night they met.

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The touch on his shoulder did work as an encouragement. He played a little longer, glancing at Meredith with that old look of love in his eyes.

"I took your advice, Meredith. I let go of the persona.. It's all me now."

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“I’m glad to hear that. You never had to pretend with me, Ben. I saw right through it. I love you and not that act.”

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"You if anyone could see through it. I don't know why I didn't just drop it completely the moment we got together.. It took a horrible mistake to realize that all I need is you. I don't need some rock star persona."

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"You never did." Meredith said honestly, shifting to face him a little more. "You were never more attractive or sexier to me than when you were just yourself. What made me go out with you was that you made me laugh, and you looked at me like I was the only woman in that whole bar."

She smiled encouragingly. "It made me feel like the sexiest woman alive when you wanted to be with me."

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"Because to me you've always been the only woman."

Ben set the guitar down, shifting to face her. He took her hands between his and just held them for a moment.

"You walked into a room and I'd forget about the world around me. All I saw is you."

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"You know it's hard to be angry at you when you're so sweet," Meredith admitted, just distracted by him yet again.

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"I shouldn't have made you angry in the first place. That's something I'll regret for the rest of my life."

He kissed her hands softly, smiling at her.

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"The only thing we can do now is pick up the pieces and move on," she said honestly. "As much as I wish things had happened differently...there's no way to change the past."

They'd both have to live with the effects of that night but hopefully they could both move on and go on to better things. She glanced at him for a moment.

"It's getting late. Are you sure you're going to be comfortable out here?"

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"You're right, Meredith. All we can do is move on and be better from now on."

The past couldn't be changed, so it's best to focus on the future. Ben wished it could be with her.

"Well.. A bed is always the ideal option. But it's up to you."

[highfidelity]

"You can take the bed. I can take the couch," she said with a soft sigh. She felt sorry for him, in a sense. Not to pity him but she just wished that things had turned out better for him. "Just wake me in the morning, I have to get to work and the only alarm's in there."

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"No.. It's your bed, Meredith. I'm not going to chase you out of your own bed. You're a working woman, too."

He could take the couch, if it meant that she gets to sleep well. For a moment he thought she'd meant that they could both sleep in the bed together.

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"I don't think we'll both fit in the bed unless...it'd be close."

She glanced at him nervously. It was a queen-sized bed and they'd probably have to stay close to one another to avoid either of them getting too close to the edge. It was a kind of intimacy they hadn't shared in a long time.