O U T O F T I M E
book 3 in the 'chaos series'
in which lusine returns to earth and is reunited with steve, but not everything is as it was when they said their farewells after the events of the battle of new york. with new companions in tow, ol...
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two "all that surrounds them is silence"
Perching on the stool at his breakfast bar, wrapped in the blanket to starve away the cold, watching him cook left Lusine to wonder just why she'd ever chanced leaving in the first place. In fact, it almost felt as if she'd never been gone.
It would've been that way if there wasn't an unacknowledged wedge sitting between them.
"Don't you have missions to complete today, Steve?" She asks, one hand protruding through the blanket to hold the mug of tea.
"Not today," He replies, leaning against the counter to face her as if this had always been their morning routine. A spatula in one hand, greased by bacon fat. "It's my day off."
"So, no work?" She rests her chin on her fist, head tilting as she tries to reach an understanding of his life.
"No work."
The bacon spits and hisses in the pan, demanding attention. He turns it over.
"Does that mean that you wouldn't object to spending the day with me?" As soon as she'd asked, Lusine lifts the mug and takes a drink to hide the smile burning at her mouth. She can see him over the mug with his upturned smile and glinting eyes that tells her that he knows exactly what she's concealing.
There were few people who could make her feel like a young girl again. Bring blushes to cheeks and coy smiles to lips used to frowns, scowls and thunder clouds. Undeniably, it was a lovely feeling. One she was never pleased to see leave.
"No objections, Your Honour," He says and Lusine can't tell if he's just being friendly or trying to flirt. Between the flicker in his eyes and the light embarrassment brushing the tips of his ears after he's said it, she's pretty sure this is his attempt at flirting.
Her lips curve into a smile, revealing her rows of perfect white teeth.
He wasn't sure he'd ever seen her smile like that before. Maybe it was born of relief, or maybe it was a simple result of happiness, but, either way, she was beautiful in the colours of that expression.
"Thank you," Lusine says as he places the plate of food in front of her and walks around to take the seat beside her at the breakfast bar, scratched by years of use long before he'd ever moved in. "So, what is this?" She asks, lifting the sandwich and peering closer for a better look. "Some kind of meat inside thin bead?"
"It's a bacon sandwich," He explains, not quite believing that Lusine had never seen it before, let alone eaten it. "Comes from pigs."
"Pigs?" Her eyes ignite with curiosity. "You eat those creatures?"
"Some people do, yeah," Steve says, waiting for her to take the first bite.
She hums in response before she takes a small bite and chews, but still isn't convinced she likes it, though that could be to do with the fact it's a little burnt.
