physiotherapy | awsten knight

24: tasting you

January 1st - January 7th, 3 weeks after the incident

The next week, Awsten basically lived at Cosima's place. The only times he would leave, were for work or to go to university. He did their grocery shopping and they would split the bill. Awsten even brought Jet around on the second day, along with his guitar.

Sometimes he would play her something, but only when she would beg him often enough. He would mostly stick with chord progression, because he got a little shy when it came to his voice, even though Cosima loved it.

Jet loved sleeping in Cosima's bed. At first the girl thought that Jet did it because Awsten was in it, but even when he wasn't around, his cat gravitated towards her. She gave her treats all the time, which probably played a huge role in gaining Jet's trust.

In her time off, Cosima had to do a bunch of physio. She didn't just have to go to appointments once a week, but she had to do more exercises at home. Normally, she would've not done them, but with Awsten always at her side reminding her, she had no other choice but to do them. The exercises looked stupid in Cosima's opinion and neither her or Awsten could hold back the laughs when she did them.

She was painting a lot too, trying to fill up time and for that, Awsten tried to give her as much privacy as possible. However, he still sometimes snuck a glance at her canvas and was impressed. He didn't consider himself much of a painter or an artist for that matter, so he admired her talent.

"I'm kind of embarrassed to ask this but — would you smoke lavender with me? I've really been wanting to try it since the first time you mentioned it.", Awsten chuckled nervously.

Cosima looked up at him a little funny from where she was leaning against the couch on the floor with a canvas on her lap.

"Don't look at me like that.", Awsten said.

"I don't know what you're talking about.", she suppressed a chuckle and put down her pencil.

"You want to be a rebel?"

Awsten wanted to groan as he felt the embarrassment seep into his bones. He just wanted to try it at least once, but he started to regret asking for it.

"I'm just messing with you. You'll just have to get some lavender, already dried preferably from like a florist or whatever. And herbs like mullein, papers and filters.", she smiled and laid her hand on his knee.

The touch calmed him and he nodded in understanding, "Yeah I think I can manage that. I'll get everything when I go for gas later."

That evening, Awsten bought everything she asked for. He used the key she had given him to enter her apartment. Cosima was laying on the couch, watching TV.

"I got us Thai for dinner too, I hope you're hungry.", he said as he put down the takeaway bag.

"You are literally the best. Did you take the receipt?", Cosima sat up on the couch, intending to limp over to the kitchen to get them plates and cutlery.

"Stay. I got you.", Awsten assured while taking his coat off.

He put it on the hanger in the hall and went over to the kitchen to get them everything they needed for dinner — plates, forks, cups, a bottle of lemonade. Awsten made sure to take his favourite ouija board-themed cup and the Harry Styles: Love on Tour cup for Cosima.