mitochondriaaya | (no subject)

Aya shifted her head on the desk just far enough so she could see the clock. Eleven is what the numbers told her. Five hours after she was suppose to be home. After she was suppose to be home and...and...entertaining? That was a good word for it. Even her mind was shying away from the reality of dating Dilan.

And here she was standing him up.

Of course, he had a key to her place, always had but...she was suppose to be home. It didn't matter that she knew, logically, that he could make himself comfortable regardless just...gah.

Gah.

Gah.

She was going to put a dent in her desk with all the head thumping she did. "Just...call him Brea." she muttered at herself, ignoring the pointed looks the deputies were shooting her through the open door. "Call him and explain." and hope he didn't...high tail it? Give up? Come to his senses?

Fuck.

This? Was going to hurt. Somehow, some way..it was just going to. She knew it, because her dating luck trumped his and...and...

...and she needed to call him.

She didn't bother looking at the keypad, just dialed his cell by heart and laid the receiver next to her ear on the desk. "Ummm, so, that Dalton/Harris feud escalated this evening..." she began the moment she heard his end click on. Best to spit it out right?

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From:

sliceitwithwind

Dilan's arm slid around Aya's waist and he tugged her into his lap, "I don't know what to do. I really don't."

From:

mitochondriaaya

She settled against his chest and hugged his arm. "I do. We finish eating. We play it by ear. And we let our Home deal with anyone who wants to step up the snooping. Even if we miss some, what can they find? I'm a clean girl, worst I have is a bad boyfriend in the past and grades just a touch lower than I was aiming for!"

From:

sliceitwithwind

"But they could come here, just like you'd be afraid of if we moved closer." Dilan sighed.

From:

mitochondriaaya

"But they wouldn't live here. They'd leave when their various backers stopped paying the hotel bills." And those bills would be high if they weren't welcome in town! "And if they did move here, I'd feel sorry for them. Wouldn't you?"

From:

sliceitwithwind

Dilan just made a small, frustrated sound. Then why couldn't he move back? He just...didn't get it.

From:

mitochondriaaya

He could move back! It was easy to protect a person. Moving the lab though, that was the problem! Luckily she had several years experience translating frustrated Dilan noises! "It's not you. It's not Braig. It's the other lab people don't you see? The lab. If this town or one nearby becomes your base of operations instead of your home, it'll change."

Hell.

She probably still wasn't explaining it right. Screw it, subject change. He wanted a proper kiss right?

From:

sliceitwithwind

No, he wanted to be able to move home and not have a multi-hour commute. He just didn't get it. Stupid people-things instead of science things.

But kisses are good. Kisses are really good. His eyes fluttered closed and he put proper effort into it. This is, really, their first kiss.

From:

mitochondriaaya

Hence the helicopter idea. IT WAS A GOOD IDEA.

Much like the kiss. Dilan, putting forth proper effort, made her suddenly understand why there had been so many girlfriends! Of course they'd put up with sharing as long as they got such kisses!

Not that she was intending to share, unless she had no other choice.

Her kisses were just...open and honest and utterly delighted at the moment.

From:

sliceitwithwind

Dilan was fine with that, sliding his hands up and down her ribcage over and over again as they kissed. She tasted like apples. It was intoxicating, as was the violet smell of her shampoo. He, of course, smelled somewhat like cat, and Cat, and beeswax.

From:

mitochondriaaya

Cat, and cat, and beeswax was an important scent to her! Always had been to be honest! She didn't even mind the faint taste of chicken under the raspberry...nope, scratch that, she wouldn't even identify that taste until she could think straight again!

She was just going to curl happily in his lap for now, knotting her hands in his shirt to make sure she didn't slip and break the kiss by accident.

From:

sliceitwithwind

His tongue, she'd never had reason to really notice until now as kids being licked don't really pay attention, was slightly rasping instead of slick like the other species. His hands kept her from falling as well. Dinner...could come later.

From:

mitochondriaaya

Hmmm, dinner? Dinner wasn't cooking, it wouldn't burn, and cold chicken was totally edible. And yes, raspy tongue was definitely interesting. She was going to explore that a bit, then unknot her hands, relax into Dilan's hold, and slip her hands up behind his neck!

In the general public, first kisses tended not to result in losing track of time. That was for sappy songs and daytime television. Fortunately Dilan had always been a bit of an over achiever.

From:

sliceitwithwind

Always. Why bother doing things if you aren't going to do them the best? He tugged her a little closer, so that he could feel her heart pumping against his chest. Eventually, worried about her lung capacity, he began to slowly pull back.

"Aya. I love you, monkey."

From:

mitochondriaaya

Over. Achiever.

And yes, breathing, but happy, gasping breathing?

"And you, Dilan. Love you kitten, just....terrified I'm going to screw this up."

From:

sliceitwithwind

"You won't. You're my Ayay." Simply, "That's just how it is."

From:

mitochondriaaya

"I CAN STILL WORRY!" Yes, she was thumping a fist on his chest gently. "I don't have the good dating record you do. My ex's don't come to Fourth of July."

From:

sliceitwithwind

"Well, no, that's because Braig would kill them." Dilan pointed out reasonably, "I mean, you can really blame him for the majority of the bad relationships you've had. How many people did he outright threaten?"

From:

mitochondriaaya

Thump thump thump! "Great, he utterly sabotaged my dating career! And you, he had you loom at people..." GRUMBLE!

"If he decides to take exception to you I'm going to crack his head."

From:

sliceitwithwind

"Only if they really needed it." Dilan protested, "I know you can take care of yourself. If he takes exception to me, I'll dangle him out a window by his hair."

From:

mitochondriaaya

"Dilan? No. Single. Lasting. Relationship." None. She'd given up. "I will help. His hair will be fine." It's why they used Lush!

From:

sliceitwithwind

"See? So we're fine." Dilan...still doesn't really see the problem. In his own way, he's always going to be protective. Laid back, but protective.

From:

mitochondriaaya

Yes, frustrated snarling but it wasn't directed at Dilan! "It just...would have been nice not to fail." That was all. She kissed him quickly and stretched her arm across the table to drag her plate closer.

No, she wasn't moving. She was comfortable.

From:

sliceitwithwind

"Never your fail." Dilan assured her, "...Think of it as waiting for me?"

From:

mitochondriaaya

"Aw, it'd be romantic." If she could make herself believe it. "...is that a hint that this isn't a once off date?" Yes, back to teasing to lighten the mood.