A moth to a flame: Juice and Dita

Dita continued kissing his neck gently, feeling him relax as she did so.

He purred against her, loving the attention.

Dita gently kissed him on his lips, standing up on her toes to do so. "You really want this?"

Crushing his lips to hers harder, he nodded.

"More than anything in the world."

Dita purred, wrapping her arms around his neck gently

Excitement rushed up in him again as he put her down, "I have to call my mom!"

Dita chuckled, "Okay. I think I'm going to go lay in the hammock for a bit." She kissed his cheek gently before heading out.

Juice called his mom who gushed happily over the phone and the went out to lay with dee in the hammock. Finding her asleep, he gently slid in beside her and took a nap as well.

Dita cuddled against him as she slept. When it started to cool down, she woke up but did not move. She lazily swung in the hammock as she rubbed her stomach absently.

Juice woke witha start and blinked a few times before looking at his wife and saying, "Hey."

Dita stroked his hair lovingly, "Nightmare?"

He ran a hand over his short, but getting shaggy, hair.

"Yea, I'm good though."

Dita frowned, feeling a slight sense of da ja vu. "Okay..."

He kissed her chheks, eyes, lips, and fingers.

"Really, I don't even remember anything but feeling scared and upset. I promise you."

Dita nodded, forcing a smile, "I'm sorry. It's starting to get cold..."

He stood and followed her inside. knowing she didn't believe him ate away at him. He lay in the bed beside her trying to find sleep, but not even getting a minute of it.

Dita had a diffecult time sleeping, her stomach churning some. She got up out of restlessness and went to take a hot bath. She lit some candles and put on her favorite classical music, hoping she could relax.

Finally drifting off to fitful sleep, Juice didn't notice when Dee got out of bed, though his subconscious did.


The building was on fire, like always, but instead of the scared little girl on the floor he new was unsafe, it was Dee. He screamed for her, reach out to her, anything her sould to get her attention. Still, he couldn't save her.

Dita had fallen asleep in the bathtub, not noticing her back slowly started sliding down into the tub, causing her to eventually be completely submerged in the bath water.

Sitting straight up, tears streaming down his face, he called out for his wife. When he realized she wasn't in bed he jumped up and went into the bathroom. She was submerged in the water, eyes shut, no bubbles coming from her. Panicked, he pulled her out, sobbing. He lay her flat on the floor and started CPR, so relieved when she started to sputter out the water that the room started to spin.

Holding her tightly to his chest sobbed into her hair, "I couldn't save you. I was too late and you fell and I couldn't save you! Why, why couldn't I save you?"

Dita heaved for air, clutching to him, confused and scared, "W-what is going on? What happened?"

He was distraught, far passed rational thought. Waking from his nightmare to find her drowning in the tub had taken a toll.

"The bath," he sobbed," I woke up from a nightmare of you dying to find you not breathing in the bath."

His whole body shook.

Dita curled up into his lap, crying out of fear into his neck, "J...I'm so sorry...I was just so relaxed..."

"It's not your fault. God damn nightmares. I love you. Don't ever scare me like this again. I'd have lost you both," he rested his hand on her naked belly.

Dita held onto him tightly, crushing her lips to his, "I won't."