physiotherapy | awsten knight

27: flex on me

January 8th-13th, 4 weeks after the incident

The ride to Cosima's appointment was filled with tension, but the good kind. Awsten alternated between putting his hand on the clutch and Cosima's thigh. Sometimes, he would send her a secretive dirty smile. She tried to act nonchalant about it to tease him and often had to remind him to keep his eyes on the road in front of him.

When Awsten would briefly concentrate on driving, Cosima used it to her advantage and admire his side profile. His blonde, slightly disheveled hair, the excited look in his eyes, his cute nose and the grin on his lips. He had a bone structure that looked like it was build by gods. The shirt he wore, hugged his arms beautifully, causing Cosima to mentally drool at the sight.

"You wanna take a picture, so the image lasts longer?", Awsten commented, as he noticed her checking him out shamelessly. It, no doubt, buttered his ego.

Cosima got her phone out of her hoodie's pouch, "You know what, I just might.", she said and snapped a picture.

Awsten rolled his eyes, but his cheeks tinted pink. The open flirting proved to be overwhelming at times, despite him trying to keep up and top her with a witty replies.

Awsten waited out in his car for an hour, until Cosima's appointment was over. He busied himself with his phone, and he tried to distract himself from some of the thoughts he was having.

The lewd part in him wanted to take this as far as possible, but his common sense was countering it. He was debating with himself which route to go down.

Cosima interrupted his thinking when she got into the car. Her shoulders were hunched, and the look in her eyes was cold. Awsten immediately pushed down the debate he was having, feeling like it was inappropriate now.

"You okay?", he pressed gently, starting the motor.

"Hm.", Cosima nodded, casting her look outside the window.

Awsten decided to leave it at that, not looking forward to possibly a new argument, when they haven't even really talked through their last disagreement.

The car ride back was spent without talking. Awsten tried to fill the uncomfortable silence by turning up the radio.

Twenty minutes later, he parked the car in front of Cosima's apartment. Just then, she turned to him for the first time since her appointment.

"Can we maybe spend a few days apart? Or maybe just without the sleepovers?", Cosima asked. The look on her face almost threw Awsten off, as it was border-lining on fear. He couldn't pin-point what had caused it, though. Perhaps she was afraid he would turn away completely, when she was asking for only a little time alone?

"Yes, absolutely. If you need it, then I'm fine with that.", Awsten assured her.

Cosima nodded and opened the car door, "I still stand by what I said earlier. I would like some autonomy back."

Awsten got out of the car as well, nodding ferociously at her words.

"I can give you that, no hard feelings, okay?", he declared again. It was important to him to communicate that he didn't want any underlining issues standing in their way.