CELESTIAL [M.T+I.L]

VI

In which a wolf and a coyote converse.
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Isaac started the conversation.
"You sat here everyday?" He murmured, glancing at the girl perched in the hospital chair.
"Huh? Oh, yea." She said, adjusting her position.
"Why?" He questioned.
Malia shrugged.
Her gaze wondered to her palms, which were tightly folded in her lap.
"Why not?" She countered.

Isaac paused a moment, seemingly surprised and a little amused by her answer.
He frowned a little, taking in the figure in front of him.

Malia was perched, almost awkwardly on the hard chair, her legs crossed and jiggling ever so slightly.
Her hair was brown -not a boring, mousy brown, but a mixture of Browns you would see in crisp autumn leaves - and hung to a little past her shoulders.
She seemed to be using it as a veil, a way for her to hide away from his lingering gaze.

Isaac suddenly felt something very strange.
Looking at her, he felt himself longing for her to glance upwards, if not only for a moment, so he could catch a glimpse of her eyes.

Almost as if hearing is thoughts, Malia rose her head, meeting his stare, an expression of uncertainty dancing across her face.

Isaac could swear his heart almost stopped.

Her eyes - they were indescribable. At a glance, they seemed ordinary, brown, basic.
But to Isaac, they were beautiful.
Beautiful, deliciously chocolately brown.
Beautiful, flecked with shimmering gold.
Beautiful, the reflection of the light glancing off of them, giving them a magnificent shine.

Her cheeks flushed, and she quickly averted her gaze.
"No don't -" Isaac started, then stopped, trying to form a coherent sentence.
"Your eyes are really pretty," he settled on, hating himself for not elaborating more.

She smiled, which struck him as a rare thing.
"Thank you," she said, tracing the pattern on the hem of his bed sheet absent mindedly.

He watched her finger, transfixed, before shaking his head and clearing his mind.
"That chair doesn't look comfortable," he remarked.

She shook her head.
"It isn't."

"You can sit up here - next to me, if you want. I mean, you don't have to, but I wouldn't mind and it's probably comfier-" Isaac broke off, noticing that he was rambling.

Malia blinked a couple of times, before standing up.
"Yea, okay."

Isaac very quickly shifted to the righthand side of the bed, and pulled back the covers, making it easier for her to get in.

Malia let the curtain of hair fall in front of her face again, hiding her reddening cheeks as she gingerly sat down next to him.
She curled up her legs, into a fetal position that reminded Isaac of an injured hedgehog.

"Do you uh, do you want the blanket on?" He stuttered, his throat dry.

She nodded, reaching forward to pull it over them both.

Isaac noticed how rigidly she was sat, as if she was trying to not get too close to him.

"You're allowed to touch me, you know," he managed to say, unsure where this sudden burst of confidence had come from.
"I don't bite."

Malia rolled her eyes.
"You're a werewolf, of course you bite."

He Laughed a little at that.
"Smartass,"
he revoked, grinning at her, hoping she would shift her position so that he could see her eyes once more.

She yawned, her small body extending a little, before returning to a more relaxed version of her previous position. She curled a little closer to Isaac, who decided, it was now or never.

He discreetly pulled his arm out from under the bedsheets and laced it behind her back, letting his palm rest on the beginnings of her hip.
He felt her sharp intake of breath, but she didn't pull away, instead opting to curl towards him the smallest amount more.

Malia was more comfortable than she had ever been in her entire life.
She felt safe, warm, and cared for, in the arms of this lanky seventeen year old boy.

And knowing, just sensing, that he was feeling as elated to be with her as she was him, Malia Tate couldn't have been happier.
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