part eight

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I woke up in a blurry daze. I looked around and noticed Dimitri sleeping in the same spot he was when I fell asleep, I was still in his arms.

I couldn't help but smile, he was an ass, but the few times he was kind made it worth it somehow.

I didn't want to move and wake him up, so I laid my head back down and just stared at the wall, thinking.

Eventually, he began to move around and finally woke up. He looked down at me and our eyes met, a smile formed on his face.

"Well good morning," he said in a sleepy voice.

"How'd you sleep?" I asked, noticing his messed up hair.

"Perfectly," his smile got even bigger.

I knew at that moment, I should've moved. That was my cue, but I didn't. I just laid back down and enjoyed the calmness. The comfort.

After awhile he moved a bit and I sat up, we made an unspoken agreement to get up now.

"What do you want for breakfast?"

"What do you mean? It's almost noon," I laughed a bit.

"What's stopping us from having pancakes at twelve? Unless you don't want to," he looked at me, shrugging his shoulders.

"Pancakes actually sound amazing right now," I wasn't going to pass food up.

"Well let's go make some then."

We headed to the kitchen and he began making the pancakes. He didn't quite strike me as the cooking type, but he knew exactly what he was doing.

"Look at you, a whole chef," I said jokingly.

"Nah, I like cooking, but not that much. I could never let it be my career."

"What would you do if you weren't a part of Anonymous then?"

"I've always wanted to be a pilot. It's been a dream of mine since I was a kid, a silly one I'll admit, but it's something I want to do," he turned to me, "and you?"

"Before all of this happened, I had a college interview. I missed it, but it was my dream college, still is. I would go there and eventually become a lawyer. That's the dream," as I reflected on it, I got more sad, missing my life before this.

"I'm sorry, you deserve that, I wish I didn't have to do all that. It's not my choice though, it's the Legion's"

I wanted to ask about "the Legion" again, but last time I did he got upset, so I chose not to bring it up again.

Dimitri continued cooking and we made jokes, and laughed, and had a good time. We ate and laughed some more, things were starting to look up for me.

I actually believed that until there was a harsh knock on the door.

A tall man bursted through, his figure was fit and he looked pissed.

"Seven what the fuck were you doing? Where were you last night? And why the fuck are you here? You were supposed to watch her until she slept. That's it," he raised his voice, "are you trying to lose this job? Because we can kick you just as fast as we got you on the team. You never fucking listen."

Dimitri clenched his jaw and spoke, "What is so god damn important that you have to make that much of a fucking scene? Last time I checked you need me because I do all the dirty work for you. Hell, you can't even be bothered to show up for the fucking meeting you planned. So if I lose my job, then maybe that's for the best," he slammed down his hand on the counter, making me jump.

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