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Nov 16, 2015 12:47PM
Ajax sighed softly when he sat up off her. She swallowed and propped herself up on her elbows, watching him for a moment or two. Of course she wanted to go further, but with the fact that they have only been taking for two days. What confused her the most was that he strictly mentioned he wanted to wait. Ajax then sat up completely and gently touched his arm. "Are you okay?" She asked softly.
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Ajax frowned deeper. She could tell he was seriously bothered by this, much more than she was. She dropped her hand from his arm and tangled it it with her other one. "It's a little past ten." She murmured quietly.
Ajax bit her lip and allowed him to take her hand and draw shapes on it, making her skin tingle. "I just...you worried me there for a few seconds."She said, shrugging her shoulders a little.
She nodded slowly and crossed her legs. "A glass of water please." She said, then reached into her bag and pulled out her sketch book and a pencil,
While he was gone, Ajax settled on his bed and opened her sketchbook where she began to finish a drawing she started yesterday. When he came back, she smiled a little and put her pencil down. "Thank you," she took the glass and took a small sip.
She sat her glass aside and placed her book on both their laps. "It's us." She said. It was a sketch drawing of two wolves, one black and one white, pressing their foreheads together while the sun shines behind them. "It's not done yet." She shrugged.
She smiled and kissed him back and gave him her sketchbook when he took it from her. "You can flip through it if you want." She murmured, resting her head against his. Her sketchbook was almost just as private as her journal was, but she trusted Scott a lot. The next picture in the book was a self portrait of Ajax, with half of her face cracked like glass, expanding. her eye on that side of her face was hallow as if it were plucked out of its socket. The other half of her face was normal, except for a stain of tears on her cheek.
Assuming he'd ask, she pointed at the small written words under the picture. "And then I shattered into pieces; Piece by piece fell from my soul until there was nothing left but a hallow shell filled with the shadows of a nightmare." She whispered, then took her hand away. "I drew this the day after I was...yeah." She sighed.
She shuffled into his lap, curling up against him. She sighed softly and nodded. "I never thought something like that would happen to me. But you can assume it wouldn't. It can happen to anyone. And I've heard of so many stories of girls who shut themselves down and just never..live again. At first I thought that way, but then I promised my mom that I would never let that happen." She murmured.
She turned her head slightly so she could see his face better. "Are you saying I wouldn't have met you otherwise?" She teased.
Ajax smiled and closed her eyes, sighing softly with content. "Same here. I completely agree." She said, the kissed under his chin.
Ajax nodded as she played with the collar of his shirt. "Are they good friends at least? Or you just don't feel like telling them?" She asked.
"I'm glad it ended." She murmured, kissing under his chin again. She grabbed her sketchbook and turned to a unfinished portrait of no one other than Scott. "I started this yesterday...."
"I just wanted to." She blushed as she shrugged. "But I can't finish it. I would have if I had a picture of you. Maybe...I can finish it now?" She smiled, gazing up at him.
She laughed and shook her head, then climbed off his lap. "No. Look natural please." She said, sitting in front of him with her legs crossed and her sketch book open on her lap.
Ajax curled her hair behind both her ears before she picked up her pencil and positioned it properly. She glanced at his face for a long moment, really studying it. She smiled when she noticed him smiling. She loved his smile. "That's good. Stay like that." She murmured, and began to draw.
She giggled and focused on her drawing, biting her lip absently as she did so. Every so often she would glance up to see a certain line in his face or a crease. After several minutes, she had enough down on the paper to be able to so on her own tomorrow. "There." She blew on the page and flipped her book around to show him. "I can finish the details later".
"Oh stop." She laughed in reply to his sarcastic comment. She took her sketchbook back and closed it, tossing it on the floor to deal with later. "I could always teach you." She suggested as she climbed back onto his lap, this time straddling him.
She looped her arms loosely around his neck and smiled. She's always wanted to teach someone to draw. Once upon a time she even considered doing it for money. But that dream disappeared along with her others after the attack. "Not tonight. You need to rest your head." She said, reaching up and tangling her hand in his hair.
"Still, I have to keep an eye on you. You are my patient for this evening." She said in a mock-profession voice, but then she laughed at herself. "Well I'll need to sleep eventually. If you're a good patient, I'll reward you." She waggled her brows.
"If you survive the night and be a good little patient then you'll get your reward." She giggled, then combed her hand through his hair. "First thing on the list is to tell me your favourite colour." She smiled.
Ajax giggled and smiled. "That's a pretty colour. It's actually my second favourite," she said, then started to play with the hairs on his neck. "My favourite colour is Crimson. Like dark red." She said with a small smile.
She nodded and then took a moment to think about what to ask. "A goal in your life that you wish to accomplish." She said.
Ajax smirked at the comment. "Yeah, I can add that to my list to. But hey! I'm the Doctor here." She teased, poking his chest. But she smiled affectionately. "I know you'll be an amazing Doctor someday." She smiled.
Ajax smiled and sighed softly, taking a second to think about it. "I really want to write a book one day and have it published. I think it's what I want to do for a living." She said. "But I also like drawing... I'm indecisive." She sighed.
She shook her head. "Oh no! I wouldn't let you read anything of mine." She said. "I don't think they're any good." She pouted cutely. She's written a few short stories in her time.
"Maybe another time. And besides; I don't have them on me." She said. "I've got them on my laptop. Oh; and I hope you like horror." She grinned
Ajax shook her head. "Not really. I write more phycological horror and thriller-ish stories." She said. "I haven't written anything in a while."
Ajax rolled her eyes, but she was smiling. "What's your sisters name? And how old is she?" She asked. He never really mentioned his sister.
She reached down and pulled the covers over them both. "Just curious. You never really mentioned her yet. I wish I had a sibling." She sighed. "Well, I almost had one when I was five but my mom lost it." She frowned.
"Hmm, about three months I think. If someone were to miscarry, it only really happens during the first trimester. That's why most couples don't tell anyone for the first four months because you never know." She shrugged
Ajax shook her head. "No. It was to early to tell. But I think that's a good thing because it probably would have been harder to accept if we knew." She sighed. "Do you want kids someday?" She asked.
Ajax giggled when he put it that way. The thought made her smile. Except she pictured a little Scott instead of a little version of herself. "Yeah, I do." She smiled. "I definitely want to have more than one. Someday." She said.
Ajax smiled. "Sounds like the perfect family. It's weird to think about how we will actually be married and having kids one day." She said
Ajax laughed and glanced up at him, pretending to be studying his face. "I think I could." She teased
"I think you do!" She whined in protest, titling her head up so she could kiss his lips. "Stop being so negative about yourself; you're perfect to me." She smiled.
Ajax smiled against his lips, slightly deepening it as she adjusted her position on him. She placed her hand on his cheek and broke the kiss very softly.
Ajax rested her head on his chest and also gazed up at the stars on his ceiling. She just noticed them. "It's more of a request." She said, then bit her lip. "Stay with me." She whispered.
She averted her gaze up to him and shrugged. "I mean it in a more metaphorical way. I don't expect you to go anywhere anytime soon. But I mean like emotionally stay with me." She smiled and pecked the peak of his chin.
"Technically I didn't ask." She waggled her brows teasingly. "I basically demanded nicely." She giggled.
"You'll have to get used to it." She said, but was clearly joking. "So, still want to get that tattoo tomorrow?" She asked.
"Well we can check it out tomorrow. If you change your mind about getting one, I still want one:" she smirked. Ajax then yawned loudly and snuggled her face against his chest cutely as the yawn ended.
Ajax laughed warmly and shook her head. "Absolutely not! We've already discussed this." She giggled. She playfully nipped at his finger.
Very briefly she considered it, but when she visualized it, it didn't look right. "Hmm, na. But that'd look really cool on your back. Maybe like dark wings instead of white." She said.
She raised her eyebrows curiosity, then frowned a little. "Do you refer yourself as a weeping angel?" She asked quietly.
She blinked, slightly amazed and creeped out. "Huh, that's pretty cool. Although I've never seen that show before." She shrugged
"I haven't seen teen wolf either." She admitted, then shrugged. "I don't know it was just in our conversation about wings and tattoos," she said.
Ajax watched him with a cute smile. "someone's tired." She giggled, then moved off him so she was laying beside up, curled up against his side. She draped an arm across his torso and nuzzled his neck with her nose. "Sleep." She whispered.
She lifted her head and glanced at the clock. "Ten to midnight. I think you'll survive." She pecked his forehead. "But if it bothers you sometime during the night, wake me up okay?"
She smiled, closing her eyes to. "Goodnight Scott." She whispered, and sleepily pecked his lips.
