Little Red Wulf In The Big Bad H.O.O.D

Chapter 25 ~Red Tells~

Strykers POV (Probably gonna be him for a while...)

I woke with her still pressed close, a smile spread across my face making me grin. She had stayed with me, but the sheets felt cold. I shuffled until I could prop myself up on my elbow, She turned looking up at me. My smile flipped into a frown, she had already been up.

“Hey” she whispered.

I sighed closing my eyes, “Hey” I said shaking my head.

“So Helios knows, that you know now. He wants to brief you guys properly” She whispered rolling onto her back.

I frowned deeper at her, “Why are you whispering?” I laughed.

Her face went a little red and she looked away, “Shut up”

“So what can I expect then?”

“What about the briefing? He’s probably going to explain why he’s been having you guys steal information from them instead of heading straight in. Then you’ll be getting a physical examination, All of us” She murmured.

I rolled my eyes and flopped back down next to her, “And what about this?” I asked.

“This?”

I nodded my head grinning at her and the confusion on her face, “Yes Red, what about this between us?”

“Uhm… I don’t know. Figure that out as we go along?” She said shrugging her shoulders.

“Right” I sighed.

I rolled my lips sitting back up staring down at her, she glanced at me smiling softly as she propped herself up on her elbows.

“What?” she laughed.

“What kind of music do you like?” I asked her.

Her grey eyes widened and her jaw dropped, “Uh, I-I-I like swing Jazz… Why?” she asked shaking her head.

“Swing Jazz?”

I had not pegged her as a Jazz kinda girl, I thought she’d be more for the punk or old style rock something a little new grounds. But Jazz was nice and I didn’t detest it unlike Punk, and Pop.

“Is there something wrong with that!” she shouted very indignantly.

“None at all, just didn’t expect that. Come on lets go” I slid from the bed standing up stretching my arms above my head.

I glanced back at her as she scowled up at me, I turned holding my hand down to her.

“What the hell did you expect me to say then?”

“I don’t know, Like Rock, or heavy metal, Maybe Punk” I said shrugging my shoulders.

She pouted her lips, “Why does everybody assume I like those genres?” she hissed.

I laughed shaking my head at her, “Its your attitude and the way you dress. Its very underground as it were” I said grabbing her hand pulling her from the bed.

She stumbled a little but came to a stand still next to me, “Well… humph” she grumbled walking over to the door.

She jerked the bedroom door open walking out quickly, I sighed shaking my head catching the door stopping it from slamming off the wall. I walked out after her closing the door softly behind me, she stood at the far doorway that led into the War room. Her arms crossed over her chest her foot tapping in an annoyed rhythm on the floor.

“Hurry up” She snapped angrily.

I smirked tucking my hands in my jean pockets as I walked towards her, “You know I could get used to this” I laughed walking up beside her.