I Can't Let You Go

Date Night

"So?" Kit was reading some scripts in the living room when she arrived home with Ted from the walk. He immediately raised his eyes at her and looking at her questioningly. Em put her jacket to the hanger and walked next to him, with a serious face. "What is it? Is she there?" Kit continued the questions and Emilia took a deep breath and sat next to him. There were no emotions on her face. She sighed and placed her hand to his tight. "Okay, you are freaking me out. Clarke? Did you meet with her?" he turned to her with his body and raised his brow. 
"She is... " Emilia started slowly "Not in your flat." she giggled at the end of the sentence. Kit rolled his eyes and leaned back on the couch. "You should see your face." Emilia continued teasing him
"You are evil." He shook his head. 
"I was walking around at least for 30 minutes. Even police stopped next to me, to ask what am I doing there in the streets that long." she patted her tights and leaned next to Kit. "Thank God that he was a fan of me." she put her hand to his chest. "So he just asked me to go home and take care of myself. Of course, before I did that, I checked the house too."
"You went inside?" Kit frowned.
"Of course I did. I had to be sure that she was not there." Emilia explained. "But... there were no traces of her." 
"I can't believe we are doing this." he caressed her hand. 
"Maybe that news about her... that she is here. Maybe it was fake. Maybe she never came back to London." she shrugged her shoulders. 
"Yeah." he nodded and gave a kiss to her head. 
"So... If you... want to... go home to grab some stuff... or spend some time alone." she sighed. 
"Only if you want me to go," he whispered and kissed her face again. 
"If you are in a hurry. I can let you go." she shrugged her shoulders with a small smile. "For some... hours." she bit her lower lip. 

"So... that means you enjoy living together?" Kit laughed at her a bit and turned her face to his. 
"Is that really a question Harington?" Emilia raised her brow. 
"Sometimes," he whispered to her mouth and pulled her more closer pressed his lips to hers. "What if... what if I go there and you come out later?"
"In case you forgot,  there are several reasons why it is not a good idea." She pulled her legs under herself and lowered her head. 
"You've said there were no traces of her. Being there." Kit sighed.
"Yeah, but that not means she is not ... lurking somewhere, and spying on you." Emilia shrugged "Not to mention the virus and the lockdown is still here and... "
"I just want to spend some time with you. Alone." he smiled a bit.
"Do not start that again." Em sighed and pulled herself away from him. 
"Em." He grabbed her arm before she could stand up and pulled her back to his lap. "I did not say a bad word. It was just... an innocent idea." 
"A bad idea," Emilia stated. "What if she comes there, what if she... catch us? Do you think through that?" Em shook his head. 
"Okay." he nodded, and he was still holding her in his lap, but her phone broke the moment between them. She jumped up and picked it up. 
"Michael. Hi." she greeted him on the phone and walked out of the living room. Kit stayed there on the couch and he was thinking. He did not want to risk anything but being together in this way ... was not the way how he wanted. That is why he wanted to escape from the city. To spend time alone. With her. Not with a third wheel. No matter how hard he wanted to fight against that feeling he just... hated it. That Oliver was there with them. He knew it was not a thing that Oliver wanted but... he couldn't help himself. Emilia arrived back a couple of minutes later.

"What did he want?" Kit tried to smile..
"He sent me a script. They ... the studio needs feedback today. Latest on the afternoon so..." she explained. 
"I'll let you work." He nodded "I have to go through this too." he raised his own script. She walked closer to him and gave another gentle kiss to his lips. "But if you... want to go home just let me know before you leave, okay?" she added and after he nodded she walked upon the stairs. 
"Hey" Oliver appeared at the living room door at the next minute. "I know... I ... I was not eavesdropping but... I ... I heard what you were talking about." he stepped inside. 
"Look I know you think we are always debating but that is not true." Kit rolled his eyes.
"No. No. It... it is not about that. But... I ... I think I have an idea for you..." he continued quickly and smiled at Kit.