Case Closed

Small Things (14)

John's P.O.V

We drove home in a comfortable silence. Peony fell asleep in the passenger seat. She looked peaceful and at ease, it's been a while since I've seen her this way. We got home and I carried her inside.

We went through all the motions of getting ready but none of us were trully there. I watched over her until I could bring myself to sleep. We were so tired and we were forgetting something I know it. It wasn't something important I could feel it. However I still couldn't figure it out, whatever it was it would have to wait...

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"John wake up."

My eyes opened to Peony, she was lying down and her eyes were still shut. I wasn't exactly sure if she'd said something or if I was hearing stuff until she spoke again.

"If you don't get up right now we're going to be late."

"Your already up, you just need to get up. You go first."

"If I get up we'll be late,we already missed our run, and we can't miss..."

After miss her words seem to blurr together. It wasn't that hard to make them out or at least it wouldn't have been if I wasn't so tiered.

"Okay, fine."

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Peony's P.O.V.

Truth be told I could've gotten up first, but what's a few more minutes. We already missed our morning run and I'm really really tiered. Today is our meeting with Wendy and Adam, and we cannot be late. Plus I take a lot longer in the batheroom because I have to wash my hair so, really I'm helping John.

I closed my eyes. Last night when you interrupted John while he was talking, what if he was going to say he's in- STOP! Don't even think about that please. We're taking things slow we don't have to say anything too serious, but what if? Before I descide that I want John to feel that way about me, I need to figure out if I trully feel that way about him.

I just wanna enjoy the rest of the days we have together on this mission. Away from cameras and Charles and most of the rules. Even though everything we're doing right now is breaking those rules.

I heard him come out of the batheroom but kept my eyes closed. I didn't get up, I didn't move, instead I waited. He stood behind me and I guess he was trying to figure out how to wake me. He leaned over and brushed my hair behind my ear.

"Peony."

His voice was hushed and I couldn't help but think how wonderful it would be if this was actually us. No organization, or headquarters, no rules, or anyone interrupting heated moments. He kissed me on my cheek and I opened my eyes slowly.

"I'm up."

I smiled.

"Up, physically."

I stood and we were standing so close. He wasn't wearing a shirt and we couldn't have been standing any closer.

"I'm... Up."

"You know we could..."

"I'll be in the shower."

I started towards the batheroom.

"Braid your hair."

I went through my usual routine, washing my hair and combing it out. When everything was done I grabbed some clothes from the drawer and changed in the batheroom. I was going to wear a blue sun dress that wasn't too dressy but just enough for people like Wendy. Along with blue half inch heels, over the dress was a white leather jacket. I also wore some diamond stud earrings.

I put on everything accept the dress, shoes, and the jacket, and went downstairs to eat something.

"There's oatmeal right there for you."

"How do you know how I like it?"

"Cause I pay attention, we're trained to, and how could I not? It's you."

We ate in a comfortable silence. I went upstairs and put on the dress and everything else. I coated my lips my a subtle lip gloss and grabbed a purse with "first outing" written on a post that the agency had left on it. There was an index card that told me almost everything about the bag, or anything worth telling. Honestly how would I know.

John and I walked outside and the limo was waiting.

"I'll never get used to that."

The driver was standing outside the limo, by the door. I took a step closer to John and placed my hand in his.

"Shall we?"

"We shall."

We started down the stairs, and into the limo. The driver closed the door, walked around, and got into the driver seat. John was wearing a white v-neck shirt, matching my leather jacket, and a pair of black jeans. On him they looked more dressy than casual.

"What do you wanna-"

I pressed my lips against. One of his hands rested one my cheek and the other lingered on my waist. Don't overstep, control it. Control it Peony. Before I lost control, I pulled away. I turned in the opposite direction so he wouldn't see the tint from my powers.

"What, too far?"

"Of course not."

"It's my powers, I don't ever remember them being like this, but I guess their are a lot of things I don't remember. "

"It's okay."

"What?"

"It's a part of you and I don't want to change that I want to enhance it."

"Last time things got-"

"This isn't last time."

The car pulled to a stop, and I realized both of us had lost track of time.

"Okay."

He kissed me one last time before getting out the car as Wendy and Adam. Bryan and Ameilia greeted us at the door. We smiled and made small talk but something seemed off. Ameilia's smile was of a different nature now and Bryan's attention was somewhere else. I glanced over at John, now Adam but he gave no clues that he noticed.

They welcomed us in. There were mismatching chairs and couches with colors that didn't flow. Things seemed out of place and a bit messey for someone who knew they were going to have company.

   There wasn't anything that would've stood out had Ameilia not said she was an event planner who dabbles in interior design. What's going on? Why didn't they cancel if they found themselves distracted and why would Ameilia's house look like this if she's a designer, why would clients pay for this when they can do it themselves?

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So sorry it was late this time it was on ne I procrastined but never mind that, what did you think???

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