Naïve // Trixya

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Trixie pov:
Katya came home toady. I don't know when but I know she is. Its kinda like we are both coming home today because this is my first time back at out place since the fight. Everything seemed fine. It didn't smell and wasn't too dirty, there was only a few dishes stacked up in the sink.

I didn't know what to do besides clean so thats what I did. I scrubbed away the time doing laundry, washing the dishes, dusting, vacuuming, and just moving some minor furniture around. I got so lost in the cleaning that I didn't hear the door open. I didn't know Katya was home until she switched off the stereo and tapped my shoulder.

" Hey." She said rushing to calm me when I jumped in surprise. I back away from her touch and she looked hurt. It hurt me too, I didn't mean to it just happened.

" Hey, sorry I didn't hear you I was just really caught up in well all this." I said gesturing around our house.

" Why are you cleaning so much our house is always spotless?" She asked looking around confused.

" oh I- uh it hasn't been cleaned since you left, I haven't been here since you left." I admitted looking down at my pink bunny slippers

" oh." Was all Katya said. She stood there and looked at me then awkwardly averted her gaze. " D-do you want some help?" She offered pointing to the mop and pail I had leaning against the wall.

" I'm okay. You should go shower and rest you've been traveling all day." I countered. Of course I was avoiding the elephant in the room, and I'd like to avoid it alone for just a little longer.

" Yeah sure." Katya nodded a little deflated. She picked up her bag and headed for the bedroom. "Trix?" She stopped turning to look at me, " we will talk about this right?"

" y-yeah." I nodded Katya nodding back too. I waited until she was in the bedroom and the door was shut before I started up the vacuum again.

I've wanted to talk about this for the past week but now that it's actually time, i'm shitting bricks. I want things to go back to the way they were but I know they never can. But maybe that's a good thing. Change is good, right?

Katya pov:

I lasted all of 10 minutes in our bedroom before I was back out again. I was itching to talk about us, it's been buzzing in my mind since our first phone call. I knew Trixie was scared so of course I wouldn't come at her all crazy about it.

"Hey Trix," I stood in the doorframe of our kitchen watching her scrub the sink. "Can we please talk? This is killing me." I said softly watching her shoulders tense then relax. She dropped her sponge and turned to look at me.

"I really want to Kat bu-but I-I just I just I don't know how to? Like where do we even start?" Trixie sighed frustrated tears welling in her eyes.

"Okay why don't we sit at the couch and relax. I'll start us okay? I'll start slowly too, we'll ease into it." I guided Trixie to the couch. I kept my arm on her shoulder lightly to afraid anything else would be crossing a line.

"Okay you start." Trixie sniffed curled up on the couch. She had her knees to her chest her chin on her knees. She look like a child again it made me sad that I could make her feel that way again. Like she was a child again trapped in her shit home.

"Let's start with the fight." I cringed at the memory of it. "First I am so sorry, I didn't mean anything at all that I said. We were both stressed and my flight to Russia was the final straw in my sanity. I still shouldn't have taken it out on you and instead tried to see where you were coming from." I started reaching a hand out to Trixie. She took it reluctantly but still, she took it.

"I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have freaked out about Russia, I should've just shut up for a damn second and let you explain instead of blabbering over you." Trixie squeezed my hand as she spoke her eyes sliding shut too.

"Hey I get it but don't be so mean to yourself. You were concerned Trixie that's understandable. Just next time try and take a step back and let me explain. And I'll be more patient and take a deep breath instead of yelling. Deal?"

"Deal." Trixie nodded. They sat for a moment just looking at each other quietly. Then suddenly Trixie launched forwards into Katya's lap. She let her tears go, full sobs wracking her body.

"Hey it's okay it's okay." Katya said slightly taken aback. She stroked Trixie's hair and let her cry just trying to be there for her.

"I just missed you so fucking much. I hated being alone, not even alone just being without you...I couldn't do it." Trixie pulled away looking at Katya.

"I missed you too but thats over now, we will work hard, both of us, and we'll make this happen." Katya held Trixie's face in her hands. She brought her back in for a kiss the both of them melting into each other.

Katya let her own tears slip down her cheeks as they stayed tangled together on the couch just holding each other. It was nice, to finally feel Trixie in her arms again, to physically have her back.