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She knew the next day would be just as busy as this one and she had to have everything ready for it, no more technical hitches. Everyone was already gone, called it a day and went home, she was probably the last one at the studio. She was in some ways a perfectionist - everything had to be ready so she would have to just come to work and not worry about a thing. Downing the last remains of Coca Cola she got at McDonald’s during her lunch break, Cari wrinkled her nose. It was watery from the melted ice and completely flat. The paper glass flew in the trash can before she turned her eyes to the computer’s screen. Something went wrong with it during the last session almost messing up the work that they had done. She googled for the answers and came to a conclusion that some drivers needed to be re-installed. As she waited for the last ones to complete installing themselves, Cari propped her head on her arm and waited, and waited. and waited...

It felt like just a few seconds had passed when she felt a hand on her shoulder lightly shaking her back into reality. She took a deep, sudden breath before straightened herself up. “Yes, yes, I’m here.” She mumbled in a hoarse voice, her eyes fluttering open. She looked around before noticing Jayden kneeling in front of her. Confused she looked at him, then a sheepish smile appeared on her lips when she finally registered what he had said a moment ago. “Good evening,” she replied with a small chuckle feeling embarrassed about falling asleep at workplace. “You could say so...” Cari tilted her head slightly and took the coffee from him. Her head felt cloudy and her arm, that she had been sleeping on, was partly numb, she was surprised she didn’t slip from it and hadn’t banged her head on the desk. “What? No, I don’t need a lift, I have my own ride. Let me just... wake up a bit. I’ll be fine,” she waved it off.

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His eyes roamed over the check list his father had given him to repair at his studio, it was one of those times Jayden stepped in. Usually he sat behind a desk at home managing the finances of the studio, making sure everything went smoothly whilst managing and setting up other businesses as well. It was the least he could do after all these years for his parents. Now his own business was doing more than well and he had nothing to really worry about anymore. 

“Hey, Cari!” He greeted the blonde at the sound board, only to realise she was sound asleep. A small smile lingered upon his lips as he turned around to make her some coffee. She was nice, always friendly. But though she never complained he knew she wore often the weight of the world upon her shoulders. She was an old soul, wiser than many others her age. He knelt down in front of her, his large hand resting upon her shoulder to lightly shake her away. “Good evening sleepy head.” He grinned her way before handing her the coffee. “Long day?” He asked as he looked around a bit. “Let me wrap up this list and I will drop you off home, alright?”

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“Don’t you?” He laughed, shaking his head in amusement as she tried to keep up her act. For whatever reason it seemingly turned him on more. A trembling sigh heaved from his lips as he felt her fingers slid under the waistband of his boxers. He leaned in, his lips tracing the redness that spread over her cheeks. His free hand interlocking with hers as he discovered a new found softness inside of him. His hands roaming gently over her body, tracing the scars of her back feather lightly as his eyes stared into hers. The slightest smile spreading his lips before he leaned back in to kiss her lips again. She definitely had nothing to be insecure about, her body something that he could only describe as one of a goddess. 

Her eyes followed his hand, that interlocked with hers. Lorna’s hand looked so small resting in his, but despite of that it fit there perfectly, just like it seemed their lips moved and heart beat as one. A small, blissful smile graced her features, but it soon faded feeling his other hand trace the scars on her back. “Please don’t,” she breathed looking away and squirmed slightly. Even though they both had scars, Lorna felt shameful of hers. He got those fighting a war, but she had those because she was weak and couldn’t stand up for herself.

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“Will you now?” He grinned, though goosebumps appeared on his arms. It was somewhat nerve wrecking and exciting at the same time. Knowing they were jumping into a new chapter in life together this time. To completely submit to someone was terrifying and yet he was ready to give her all of him and become the best version of him he could be. Not being any less than she deserved after all these shitty years. “There are many positions. Next to you, you on top of me, me on top of you for example.” George smirked as she kept her innocence, though he was far from buying it. She was well aware she was making his head spin and perhaps go almost sinful places. He pulled back the slightest, only to get rid of her tank-top. Pulling her closer, wanting, needing, her skin flush against his own. Just a week ago he wouldn’t even dare to dream of this, let out touch her any other than having her in his arms at night or when she would have a nightmare. Now his hands roamed freely over her pale and delicate skin, feeling like he melted together with her. 

“I don’t think those last two are very comfortable positions to sleep till morning in.“ She scrunched her nose, still keeping up the act. Laying on her side she let one hand slide over his abs and down to his waist. Tip of her fingers came upon the waistband of his underwear, her hand stopped but only to let her fingers slide under the stretchy waistband just a little bit, right before he showered her with kisses and got rid of her shirt. It was mind blowing that up until this night she didn’t dare to even think of touching him this way, but now it was probably all they could think about - letting their hands and lips roam over all the previously forbidden places. Her cheeks flushed as she was left topless, for some weird reason she felt a little insecure about her naked body in front of him.

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bexorethedawn:

“Well it’s slowly hanging again tho.” He complained as he lifted the sheets whilst titling his head. “I could say you hit it right on the head with that comment, but in this certain context..” George grinned towards her, would the teasing between them ever stop? He guessed the day it did, their love would be over too. Her squirm made him shiver, just a small fraction right now got him all bothered again. “Good I know you are far from innocent. I do want to sleep, with you.” He whispered in her ear, his right hand roaming over her body, underneath her shirt and up to her chest. For a moment his eyes wandered towards the fairy lights before back towards her, somehow feeling nervous. Like it was his first time all over again. Lovingly he captured her lips with his.

“I can fix that, if you’d like,“ she shrugged as if it was nothing. Her comment was meant more like a joke, something to possibly turn him on again with, but starting to think she might have to keep her word... Her heart sped up, but not quite in excitement, more like because of nervousness. It hit her only now in that moment they shared in the kitchen without actually asking it their relationship changed, they weren’t just friends or roommates anymore... She took in a slightly trembling breath feeling hopeful and kind of thrilled even about their future. “Like... next to me?“ she asked grinning and keeping the girly innocence in her tone, which was hard to do now that his hand had slid underneath her top. She studied his features in the faint light. For some weird reason he seemed like a different man now... One who has purpose in life, whose life is whole. She lifted her chin to meet his lips and replied to his kiss, her hand sliding from his elbow up to his shoulder. It felt so weird to have her hands freely roam his body, but it also felt so damn good. Like this was how it has always supposed to be.

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Never he actually considered his scars or wounds to be worse than anyone else theirs. Although he might seem like, George wasn’t judgemental and deep inside was always curious and sympathetic, he just never could show it. But her scars and knowing how they were caused, made his stomach turn and anger boil inside of him. “Don’t laugh!” He laughed himself as he shook his head, comfortably laying on his back, as he waited for her to return. Humming upon the sight of her without any make up. For some reason he still loved seeing her all natural. She looked beautiful with, but without he loved it even more. His arm swung around her waist with a small smirk, yet it fell the moment she turned off the lights. “Do I really look that hideous you got to turn off the lights?” He grumbled in her ear, chuckling softly whilst leaving a trail of kisses down her neck.

“I don’t think you were left hanging particularly,“ she replied right as she walked in the bedroom. Lorna just couldn't help herself, she had to make that comment, the opportunity was too good to pass, especially when she felt he had grown. Lorna had already cuddled up to him when she turned off the light. “Yes, I can’t stand your face,“ she said with a playful sarcasm in her voice. Chuckle rolled over her lips feeling his stubble poking and tickling her neck, she squirmed a little. “Didn’t you want to sleep? That’s why I turned off the light.“ She tried to sound as innocently as she could. This game of teasing that they had started was addicting, but also cruel, she knew that. If he went all in with the teasing and left her hot and bothered without doing anything about it, she’d be very frustrated. Okay, fine. No teasing anymore. She turned on the fairy lights that were hanging on the wall by her desk in the corner of this room illuminating it just a bit, just enough to see each other and their features.

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bexorethedawn:

For a mysterious reason his face had always been spared all along from scars. The rest of his body not so much. Bullet holes, stabbing wounds and burned skin. “Thank heavens.” He laughed as she agreed, a smile remaining upon his lips as he observed her rosy cheeks. Sure he had seen many eyes upon him before, but hers made him feel different. Special and not just an object. A heavy breath left his lips upon feeling her chest upon his, smiling upon noticing the bra missing. His large hands traveling up her back, letting them rest on her shoulder blades. “I don’t want to question this mystery.” He hummed, his eyes searching hers, only for his to widen as she shifted in her place. A groan leaving his lips, ready to make a move upon the look in her eyes. Yet she had already moved herself off of him and headed to the bathroom. His eyes narrowing towards her as he watched her move. “Don’t leave me hanging!” He pouted, even though the smile plastered upon his face was even detectable in his voice.

It made her have an uncomfortable, somewhat sad feeling in the pit of her stomach just imagining what he had gone through judging by all the scars. She knew what getting her own scars had done to her, it must have been at least twice as bad for him, he was twice as damaged as she was. Lorna knew there was nothing she could do about it now, the past couldn’t be changed, but she had a strong urge to hug him as tightly as she could and never let go. Her brow cocked up seeing his gaze fall to her cleavage. If he could go without shirt and sweatpants she could go without her bra. It was uncomfortable to sleep in it anyway even if it didn’t have metal wires in it. Lorna had a hard time holding back the wicked grin hearing his groan and getting out of the bed right after it. She was cruel, but he started it. Hearing his dissatisfied whine a laugh rolled over her lips. Taking off her make up was the first thing she did, followed by the rest of her bedtime routine, she quickly did it all and went back to their bedroom. Without a word she got in the bed and slid under the blanket. One flick of her wrist, green light glistening around her fingers, she turned off the light.

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“Many things, perhaps you someday will hear.” George teased her, tugging on the sensitive skin of her neck. How he loved to tease her, in any shape or form. Yet there was a price he paid, she fired it back right at him. Maybe not in the moment, but it always happened when he least expected it. Just a few moments later he returned in nothing but his boxers, grinning towards her. “Is it safe to finally sleep a little more freely?” Over the past months he had bravely slept in sweatpants and a t-shirt. Often times he found himself uncomfortable in them at night, but he neither wanted to scare her off. It might have been the first time the first time she saw him shirtless again after the moment he had entered her apartment at night. With a laughter he plumbed down next to her, pulling her on top of him. The smile lingering whilst his eyes studied hers, making his head title the slightest. “Who would’ve thought hm? Just a little more than a half year ago I was ordered to kill you, now I already drive crazy upon the thought of you dying or anything but good happening to you.”

The tugging on her skin made her whole body tingle and want more, but he wasn’t going to do it. Instead he left the room to get ready for bed. That fucker. She had changed into her usual baggy tank top and shorts and was laying in the bed, checking her phone and waiting for him to return. After all they had only one bathroom. Her eyes rose up from her phone noticing him come back, she instantly felt her cheeks burn again, which she tried to ignore. “I’d say definitely yes,” she put her phone down and looked back at him. Lorna couldn’t help but study his body as he walked around. She had forgotten how many scars he actually had. With a small ‘mph’ she got rolled on top of him. Straddling him Lorna leaned down, holding herself on her elbows on both sides of him, their chests pressed together. “The mysteries of life,” she smirked tracing the tip of her index finger from his ear, down his neck and to his shoulder. Since he started the teasing game... Lorna, shifting in her place, softly ground on him, eyes showing she knew very well what was she doing, before stepping off of him and going to the bathroom herself to finish getting ready for bed.

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A laughter left his lips upon her realisation, cheeks rosy and eyes being anywhere but his face. “Oh shut up. If it was my other head thinking I would’ve said other things.” He wiggled his eyebrows, his eyes lingering upon the fridge for a moment before he heaved a sigh and carried her to the bedroom instead. His fingertips tracing her skin, a small adoring smile curving his lips as he did so. She was honestly the most beautiful creature he had ever laid his eyes upon. Her features were anything but ordinary. A sigh heaved his lips, laying her down upon the bed, grinning upon his sight, licking his lips in a teasing fashion. Only to get himself ready for the night after leaving her a lingering kiss. There was no need to rush anything. He didn’t want to rush anything with her. All this time he had been living in a quick flow, for the first time he was able to breath, enjoy and live.

By this time she was probably blushing like a schoolgirl. “Like what?” she asked making it sound more innocent than teasing. On one hand she was curious to know even though she could probably guess what it was, on the other - it could lead to something more than just kissing and she wasn’t sure if she was ready for it so soon. He carried her to their bed, and the way he licked his lips made her think there was going to be something more than just a lingering kiss, but no. He got up from the bed and left the room. Lorna laughed shaking her head. Well, he definitely knew how to leave a girl wanting more. She stayed there for a moment before deciding to get up and change into more comfortable clothes that she could sleep in.

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Never he would’ve imagined being here, falling for Lorna. Promising her all of him and starting something real and lasting. It seemed surreal, but he no longer could imagine himself with anyone but her either. A small smile curved his lips as she looked at him in concern, cupping her face with one hand. “Lets say my other head started thinking.” He laughed, pecking her lips gently. “Definitely caused by you.” George hummed, running his fingers soothingly through her hair, only to bring his lips back to hers.  Nipping teasingly on her lower lip, he never wanted to make her think she was not desirable, or if he would change his mind about her. If needed he would run around the world around her, burn his whole existence and even die for her if needed. “You are beautiful, you know that?”

She was so afraid she had done something wrong that Lorna was about to let her legs go and take a step back, but his smile dismissed her thoughts. “Oh!” her cheeks turned slightly rosy, eyes shyly fell at the realization of what exactly he was talking about, but soon her head was turned to face him. She had never seen his eyes look like this before - like she was the most beautiful girl he had ever lied his eyes on. It made her feel butterflies in her stomach. Her hands copying his and sliding through his hair, her lips slightly parting and a chuckle escaping them as she felt him nipping on her lower lip, for a moment she kissed him deeply until pulling away, but staying just a couple of inches away. “Thanks,” she chuckled, “but it’s your other head talking,” she sontinued with a small shake of her head.

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“Shh, I won’t, I promise.” For all it was worth, usually he saw promises as something to break. But he couldn’t possibly find the strength or will to ever purposely hurt her. Knowing him getting into trouble or dying would break her and he never would allow so. George knew he still had a lot to learn, expressing himself was one of them, along with his anger issues. Yet he knew both of them had still a long road to travel, but with her, it didn’t seem so bad. He held her numerous of times, had carried her from time to time to bed as she fell asleep on the couch watching a movie. Yet every touch felt much different. Like it was filled with a different emotion, fragile and care. His breathing sped up, nearly sensing her excitement. Somewhere he wanted to kick himself for thinking ahead. To go all the way in his mind while they had just begun. He pulled back with a groan, his eyes looking somewhat apologising into hers as a shy smile curved his lips. 

“Okay,“ she whispered back when she had finally managed to calm herself down and not think about losing him so that her voice wouldn’t break. She didn’t know much about George, he liked to keep everything to himself, but from what he had shown Lorna hoped he wouldn’t someday get the crazy idea to avenge each scar she had gotten from her step-father, because she wouldn’t be able to stop George.

His kiss changed her world. There had been some attempts to have a proper relationship, but they all had failed almost at the very beginning, but now... There was a chance of having something real and long lasting and it was with the man, who seemed to not be bothered by her powers, who respected and deeply cared for her. Of course she felt excited, even happy for a change. She hadn’t felt happiness in a long time, and out of all people it was George who made her feel like she was on cloud nine. There were a lot of things to learn and teach each other, but she was ready for it. His groan as he pulled back took her a bit by surprise. Did she do something wrong? Why did he stop? Was it her? “What happened?“ Lorna asked concerned as she looked in his eyes, being worried it was because she had done something wrong.

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His heart fluttered if only for a moment before collecting itself as strong and steady. A small grin curved his lips, sure he had his casual hook-ups here and there. Nothing ever turned serious and he ran out before they could get to the core of him. But she had long ago reached him, despite not wanting to, she had him from the very start. “I wish I could do more.. I could but I don’t think you approve.” Next to that it could blow his cover. By now he was sure they kept a close eye on her mother and step-dad just in case she might contact them. Him stepping into the scene could lead to hell for both of them. He wasn’t going to fuck up her chance at a happy life. He swallowed as her hand slipped up to his collar, curious perhaps fearful eyes studying hers. Yet all of it faded as she rubbed his neck, his lips curved lightly and yet was taken by surprise by her kiss. Leaning down into the kiss, pulling her possibly closer. Finally he pulled back, simply to catch some air, his eyes studying hers. A small smile curving his lips, knowing he was screwed, but screwed in a way he couldn’t possibly regret that it happened. In fact, he leaned back down for another kiss, slowly lifting her up and placed her on his hips. Romantically involved with Lorna Dane. One thing he tried to not come true and though he found himself here, romantically involved without any regret. What could possibly happen? They were William and Kathrine to anyone else. 

“Of course I won’t approve, that could get you six feed under the ground and I can’t...“ words got stuck in her throat, she feared if she finished her sentence she might break in tears, it hurt so much to just think about it, so she stayed quiet, just shook her head a little dismissing her thoughts. She knew exactly to what he was capable of and what he’d do to her step-father. The worst part was she didn’t mind much if he did manage to make her step-father pay someday. Lorna knew she wouldn’t be rejected if she leaned in for a kiss, it’s just... She had to get over whatever was stopping her, and somehow she did it. Lorna guessed it was the confessions they had made, she now understood him better and was ready to help him learn new ways to express himself even though she wasn’t that great it either. They could learn it together perhaps. She knew very well how being held in his arms felt like, but this time it was different, there was something else to it, she just couldn’t quite place her finger on it. It seemed gentle, like she could break in two, if held too strong, but like she could also disappear if held to loose. Her hand slid into his hair as he pulled back. Her hazel eyes looking in his nearly black ones. For some weird reason she wanted to smile. She brought her other arm up to wrap the around his neck while it was him, who kissed her. She locked her legs around him holding tightly, his big hands on the back of her thighs, she couldn't help but feel excitement. 

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The moment she confessed she would feel the same his eyes flashed up towards her. Locking with hers as he trembling sigh heaved from his chest. George never saw her as a monster, he had done what was ordered to him but the moment his eyes had fallen on her all negative emotions had faded and he had gotten more than protective over her. Driving crazy by the mere thought of her hurting in any shape or form. He wanted to shrug her sorry off and yet he knew unlike others she didn’t pity him. Slowly he pushed himself from the counter, his large catwalk frame walking towards her, his fingers carefully running over the skin of her arms before he pulled her in his arms, towering over her like he protected her from anything thrown at her. “I might not be the best to try for a relationship.. I’ve never been in one.” He admitted as he pulled back the slightest to look down at her. “And your step father is an asshole..” Somewhere he was glad his temper had gotten a little less over the past months, knowing he would’ve been already on the run right now to track the man down.

Their eyes locked, she took an unsteady breath before averting her gaze. In her mind she tried to grasp how similar they actually were, she didn’t notice him pushing himself from the counter. Only when he moved closer she lifted her eyes. This time she didn’t feel as scared. His touch sent a jolt of electricity through her. She didn’t expect him to take her in his arms, bet she didn’t mind, instead she wrapped hers around him and rested her head on his chest. His steady heartbeat was what finally calmed her down. “Neither have I,” a quiet confession left her lips, that curved in a sad smile just moments later. “Yes, that he definitely is.” Feeling a bit awkward, she brought her hand up to his chest, she let her hand feel him under her palm before a bit hesitantly lifting her hand to the collar of his shirt, eyes following her hand. Her heart was back at the same racing speed, but this time it was not because of him, but because of her. Or not entirely because of him. She felt nervous, but tried not to show that. Lorna played with his collar for a moment before smoothly moving her hand to his neck, softly rubbing it, thumb going over his jawline, and before she knew it Lorna had lifted herself up on her tiptoes and pulled his head down to place a gentle kiss on his lips.

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“Even worse, enough people hiding in the shadows there.” He groaned back, not able to back down and he didn’t know why. Sure there had always been a rage through him that never quite calmed down, yet he never had let it go. But fear seemed to take the upper hand and he expressed himself in the only way he had know. He fell silent, keeping himself from shivering on the sensation he felt, the electric feeling coursing through him the moment he touched her. Mind running and yet only focused on one thing. Her. It was only then when he noticed the panic in her eyes and watched her escape, a frown in his forehead as he quickly looked down. He really fucked it up this time. A shaky breath left his lips, trying to form words of his own but he seemed not even capable of doing so for a moment. “Lorna, it’s not what I intended to do. I mean, making everything right after yelling at you. Just. Shit.” He leaned back against the counter, his eyes avoiding her as he tried to collect her again. “I was worried alright?” Black eyes flashed her way, if she was going to run, rightfully so, she at least needed to know the truth. “Terrified something happened to you. I know what they are capable of, knowing you would go through that..” His lips pressed tightly on each other at the thought only. “I don’t know anything but violence to express myself Lorna. My mother preferred the bottle over me, my dad, well he left when I was young, I grew up in a foster home. I don’t even know why I am telling you this. Guess I never guessed we would even get so far.”

Heart beating madly, stomach had dropped, breathing shallow and fast. She leaned against a stove, trying to collect her thoughts and her emotions, and calm herself down. There was part of her that wanted to know how his lips felt, but she quickly showed that part of her back to where that thought came from. With the corner of her eye she saw him leaning against a counter, but she didn’t dare to look at him directly, scared of seeing pain of her rejection in his face. She didn’t want to hurt him, but she had done exactly that. A few moments later it seemed she had managed to get over the small panic attack she had. “I know. I would be too,” she confessed and lifted her eyes to look at him. It seemed he had been truly worried about her and what could have happened to her if she got caught. Maybe... maybe he really liked her for what she was and didn’t think she was a monster. Hearing his story her heart clenched. Some things made sense to her now. She wanted to walk over and hug him, but her panic attack wasn’t completely gone, but it was getting there. “I’m so sorry,” she whispered. “I never knew my real father. My mom is the sweetest, but my step-dad... When he gets drunk, he puts his anger over my mom. I’ve tried to protect her, jumped in front of her to stop him from hitting her, but that never worked and he started to beat me. I’ve been to ER more than I would like to admit and every time that fucker gets away with it. And when I found out I had the X gene, he made fun of me and beat me too. Hence the scars. And I have never seen a relationship work, I... I got scared.”

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“Well I don’t tend to get drunk out on the streets!” He barked back, furious eyes scanning over her. Shit, he was in deep. It only fuelled his anger towards her. Why did she make him feel this was. Perhaps they were emotionally connected in some way, but physically far from, despite falling asleep in each others arms. His eyes scanned the floor, realising he was slipping further and further in this whole thing. No commitment was what he had sworn to himself. Now he found himself in her web, like a fly unable to escape. A growl left his lips as she reached out for the beer, pulling her arm - gently, as he closed the fridge and pushed her against it. “Stop it.” He knew she was about to get herself drunk, giving him what he had accused her of before. His eyes scanned hers, spitting nearly fire. Instead of the look in her eyes scaring him off, it only drew him closer towards her. His breath hitching in his throat, silence washing over him as he leaned down slowly. Mind screaming to pull back and go, run far away and go separate ways. But before he even could his hand was on her cheek, leaning in even more. Just before their lips touched he let out a trembling breath, waiting as if asking for permission to close the longing distance.

“Neither do I. It was a BAR, geez,“ she turned around rubbing her temples. Even if she knew he was to some extent right to be angry at her, Lorna couldn’t stop. The level of her own anger was rising and with each moment she was getting to the point where it was impossible to turn back. Why was it that she was acting like this? If it was anyone else other than George giving her hard time or at least trying to, she wouldn’t even bother to reply. It was her life, her free time, it was nobody else’s business. But with him... “Hey!“ she called out, frustration dripping from her voice. “You don’t want me drinking at a bar, now you won’t let me drink at home too? What do you thi...“ her voice trailed off not even finishing the sentence as she saw him moving closer and closer... Everything else around them seemed to disappear, it was just him, her and the coldness of the fridge against her back, even their argument seemed to have vanished. Her eyes darted from his eyes, then to his torso, back to his eyes, his lifted hand, lips and his eyes once again. The way his hand cupped her face... She could feel that there were some unsaid feelings in him, hidden from her eyes, and George leaning in only confirmed it. For a second, when he stopped right in front of her, she wanted to lean in too, close the distance and let their lips meet, but then her mind stepped in. They shouldn’t do this, this wasn’t wise, they could get sloppy, they cold get caught... And Lorna was terrified of getting this intimate with someone. Growing up she had seen only failed relationships and heartbreak, it was hard to think that maybe she could have a different fate than her mother and that someone could actually love her for what she was. Panic kicked in. Lorna squatted and quickly crawled out of the small space between George and the fridge. She had to say something, she couldn’t just run without an explanation, could she? “D-Don’t th-think you can just, you know, swoop in and... and kiss me and make everything right after yelling at me, you know, for having some actual social life!“ Stuttering and repeating words. Nailed it.

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“Really.” He stated dryly, he couldn’t help himself, even when he knew he shouldn’t react like this, he couldn’t help himself but fire at her. “You smell like a liquor store.” A frown wrinkled in his forehead, they had never gotten into a fight, a miracle, but right now nothing seemed to be able to hold either of them back. “No, sure I will bury your body with your fake name on a gravestone because you have been too drunk to defend yourself.” It was written clearly between the lines not even he wanted to read, he was scared to death he would lose her. His senses had been sharp at all times, not letting himself go at any given moment, scared that if he did something would happen. “Much better.” He spoke bitterly as he got up on his feet, pacing the room before making his way towards her. At least nothing happened, shouldn’t he be glad? His eyes drowned her in as his tensed shoulders started to relax. His eyes studying hers for a moment before he took a few steps back. “Sorry.”

Lorna took the collar of her shirt and brought it to her nose. Okay, yes, she could smell the bar on it, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as he was saying it was. “Don’t be ridiculous,“ she snapped at him seeing the wrinkles in his forehead. “Seriously, can you let it go? I never say anything to you when you have a beer, but you... You! I have two glasses of gin and tonic and you are jumping out of your skin! I’m a big girl, I tie my own shoelaces and I can take care of myself when drunk. Even though I have’t been in a long while.“ For some reason she didn’t catch the hidden meaning of his words, probably because of her blood gradually starting to boil. But now that she started to think about it and also because of this argument they had Lorna was quite tempted to take one of those bottles of beer that had been laying at the bottom of their fridge and get drunk. It should be fairly easy to do it on an empty stomach. He wanted her drunk? He might get it! Sadly hearing his apology didn’t mean anything to her. He had even told that himself that he didn’t do sincere apologies, why would she believe this one was sincere? She shrugged it off and turned around to take that beer. As she opened the fridge to reach for the beer, she couldn’t help but wonder... What if the roles were reversed... She didn’t want to admit, but she’d probably be just as freaked out as he was. Even thinking about losing him made her feel terrible pain, and that scared her. They were just two runaways living together, helping each other to deal with this whole situation they were in... There wasn’t anything else between them, right?