Theo and Malia-The afterlife

Chapter 10

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"You're late," Malia crossed her arms defiantly, staring Theo down with her murder eyes.

If Theo had learned anything from sneaking around with Malia, it was that she was always punctual. It didn't matter if they were going on dates. She always wanted to start on time.

"I had something to deal with," Theo made his way to the open couch in the living room and propped his feet on the nearby table while snatching up some Lays chips that were left right next to him. He seemed at home. Every time he came over to see Malia, he always seemed to feel comfortable. It didn't matter if she wasn't next to him for his arms to be around her, he just enjoyed the fact that he had a place to crash whenever he could.

"So, what's on your mind?" When Theo was all situated, Malia strode over next to him and cuddled herself into him. His arms instinctively came around her as she breathed his scent, something she had missed for a while. The two engaged in just holding each other. Knowing how hard it had been to be away from each while trying not to get caught by others. It seemed that the two had lost their companionship for sneaking around and making sure not to get caught.

Malia had missed his scent. Though she could smell him a far radius, nothing beat just being close to each other. Theo knew he wasn't as innocent either. He hadn't spent as much time with her as he would like. But he had an image to take of. He had to make sure that Scott knew he was vouching for the right pack instead of betraying him. Theo just wanted that safe haven, that comfort in knowing that things will be okay.

He gripped onto Malia tighter, knowing that she was his safe haven. At least for now until he could work something out. With the dangers going on at Beacon Hills, he didn't know what his next move would be.

"I've been busy. Sorry I haven't replied to any of your texts. I was with Liam. Poor kid can't seem to get over Hayden."

"They broke up?" Malia pulled away from Theo's embrace to stare at him inquisitively.

"Yeah. Thank god too. I couldn't stand to be near them when Liam handcuffed me and made me follow him around like a lost puppy. I swear I probably would have lost my shit if I had to see them make out one more time!" The two chuckled, enjoying that they had time to themselves to laugh at conversations and joke about complete nonsense.

"You probably deserve it!"

Theo groaned. "No, I didn't! My eyes were scarred and I couldn't do anything with my hands. Hell, I couldn't go anywhere. I felt like some pervert forced to watch some teenagers go at it,"

The two met silence. A lot had changed during that time. Theo had finally told Malia how he felt about her, Malia had felt the same way, and things were looking up for them.

Filled with so much emotion and contemplation, Theo learned into Malia and cupped her cheek. His lips met hers in a soft embrace. Malia was caught off guard by the sudden affection but gave into it. She also had missed him in a way she never knew she would. As the two continued to kiss, their passions for each other grew stronger. Maybe it was the exhilarating thought of getting caught that made them release their animalistic needs, but Malia's heart constricted from just the amount of love she could have for another person.

Please skip to * if you aren't comfortable reading a steamy scene

Theo's hands slowly dropped to her waist gripping her securely. He was claiming what was his. Malia's emotions got the best of her as she laid on top of Theo, her hands gripping his face. Their kisses were deeper, harder as if trying to make up for the lost time they had had. It was like feeding a craving that was left unsatisfied. Feeling bold, Theo's fingers drifted towards the zipper of her shorts pushing them down slowly.