A/N: So this is based on the Brad Paisley song "She's Everything" and was part of a, sort of, fic-swap between me and icing. (By fic-swap I mean I said "I'll write this if you write this" and she said "OKAY!"). Hope you guys like it!
"She's a yellow pair of running shoes
A holey pair of jeans
She looks great in cheap sunglasses
She looks great in anything
She's I want a piece of chocolate
Take me to a movie
She's I can't find a thing to wear
Now and then she's moody"
Caitlyn glared at her closet. How was it possible to have a closet filled to the brim with clothes and not have a thing to wear? Jason had reservations for them tonight and Caitlyn knew the restaurant well. It was fancy. Black tie fancy. And, of course, all she could find at the moment were jeans and sundresses. None of which fit the dress code she needed.
She groaned in frustration and started ripping things out of her closet. She had to have a cocktail dress in there somewhere!
She threw the very last garment on her bed and then turned to observe the damage. She felt like screaming or kicking something. How did she not have a single thing appropriate for this restaurant? Jason was going to be home soon and then they would be leaving in half an hour and she had nothing to wear! She knew she should have looked through her closet last night, but Jason just had to distract her.
Distracting was the perfect word for Jason. She couldn't concentrate on anything but him when they were together. And he'd decided last night was the night to prove that to her again.
She heard the door open and close and she panicked. She ran to the bedroom door and locked it. He could not see this mess. Normally she couldn't care less, but…this was her entire closet. It looked like their bedroom had been ransacked.
She scrambled to pick things up off the floor. The hangers were everywhere so she was never going to get them hung up before he reached their bedroom. She threw the hangers in the closet and shoved the clothes under their king sized bed. It was so huge that she was willing to bet she could cram everything underneath it.
"Caity? Are you home?"
She squeaked and started working faster. Jason was headed toward the bedroom. Just as she shoved the last piece of clothing under the bed the door knob jiggled.
"Why's the door locked?"
"Oh! Is it?" She said as she feigned ignorance. "Hold on, I'm coming."
She spun around and made sure the mess was hidden before she quickly unlocked the door and let him in.
"Welcome home, Birdman. How was work?" She asked as she tried to keep her composure.
"Same as usual," Jason said with a shrug as he looked around the bedroom. "What were you doing in here?"
"Um, just cleaning up a bit," Caitlyn lied.
Jason smirked at her. "Cleaning?"
She nodded. "Yep."
"Then why is your bra hanging across the bedside lamp?" Jason asked with a chuckle.
She turned to the lamp and cursed. Of course, the one thing she didn't notice was her fire engine red lace bra.
Jason grinned at her. "So, what were you really doing?"
"I don't have a thing to wear!" Caitlyn yelled suddenly as she threw herself onto their bed. "Seriously, nothing!"
"You've got to have something," Jason said as he made his way toward her closet. Before Caitlyn could stop him he'd opened the door. His eyes widened at the sight of the closet full of empty hangers. "Um, Caitlyn…where are all of your clothes?"
She buried her face in her pillow and whimpered. "Underneath the bed."
Jason's brow furrowed. "Why are all of your clothes—nevermind. I'm sure you have a reason."
"Not a good one," Caitlyn admitted with an embarrassed chuckle.
"Okay, so then…we'll go buy you something," Jason said thoughtfully.
"Jason, we have a half an hour," Caitlyn said with a sigh. "I still have to do my hair and makeup. I don't think I'm going to make it."
Jason narrowed his eyes as he tried to think of a solution and sat down on the end of the bed. Caitlyn groaned and threw her pillow across the room.
"I totally ruined tonight, didn't I?" She asked in frustration. "I'm sorry, Jase. I know you had all these really sweet plans and I just…failed. I'm really sorry."
"Caity," Jason said with a soft smile. "You didn't ruin anything. Honestly, it's not a big deal."
"But you've been looking forward to this all week! You kept reminding me!" Caitlyn said as she buried her face in her hands.
Jason chuckled and pried her hands away from her face. "I've been looking forward to it all week because I thought you were looking forward to it. You know me, I'm not a fancy guy, but I thought that since you love food so much you would enjoy it."
Caitlyn sniffled and looked up at him. "I do love food."
Jason smiled sweetly and kissed her forehead. "I know."
"But I've only really been excited for this because I thought you were. I'd just as soon check out that sketchy looking place next to the bowling alley," Caitlyn admitted. "I hear their beef fajita tacos are phenomenal."
Jason's eyes widened. "Really? And their salsa?"
"Super spicy," Caitlyn said with a grin. She kissed his cheek and winked at him. "Just the way you like it."
Jason blushed and laughed. "Oh, the innuendo. You just can't go without it."
Caitlyn giggled. "Life is no fun without innuendos."
Jason smirked and took Caitlyn's hand. He kissed the back of it before he spoke. "Okay, let's try this. We'll ditch the reservation—"
"But, Jase, places like that charge for tha—"
"Caitlyn, we're ditching the reservation," Jason said with a smile. "Trust me. Now, you get dressed and we'll go do whatever you want to do."
"Whatever I want to do?" Caitlyn asked.
Jason nodded. "We'll go to that place beside the bowling alley and then where ever else you want."
Caitlyn smiled warmly at him. "Really?"
"Can we go to a movie?" Caitlyn asked. "And I mean a movie at an actual movie theater. Like a normal non-famous couple."
Jason nodded again. "Sure, as long as you don't mind if I wear a baseball cap and a fake mustache."
Caitlyn laughed. "Are you kidding? I would love to see you in a fake mustache."
"Alright, then that's what we'll do. Dinner and a movie like an everyday average couple," Jason told her. "Do you need help getting your clothes out from under the bed?"
Caitlyn blushed and shook her head. She leaned over the side of the bed and sighed at the mess. "Oh, screw it. I'll just grab the first things that make sense and wear that. I'll clean all this up later. Much later."
She leaned over the side of the bed again and tugged some clothes out from under them. When she surfaced she had a worn out pair of jeans in one hand and t-shirt in the other. She ran into the bathroom and changed clothes. She put on a little bit of make up and pulled her hair back into a pony tail before she picked out her favorite pair of bright yellow tennis shoes. She spun around and smiled at Jason shyly.
"So, how's this?"
He smiled and stood up from the bed. He pulled her close and placed a hand on either side of her face. "It's perfectly you, and I love it."
Caitlyn rolled her eyes and blushed. "You're such a cheeseball."
He shook his head and kissed her lips slowly. He pulled back and then took her hand and twirled her around in front of him. "It doesn't matter what you wear, Caity. You're always beautiful."
"See? Cheeseball," Caitlyn said as she ducked her head and wrapped her arms around his chest. She yanked him toward her and kissed him fiercely. "But I love you for it."