Safe in her arms

Chapter 2

"What are your plans for today?"

"Sis?"

"Mal?"

"oh Malie Walie~"

Mal growled as she tried her best to focus on her painting; kind of hard to do when your brother was nearby. She'd been working on it for the past few days and really wanted to get it done. It's been three days since she last saw Evie and her mind hadn't given her a break. She was worried about some girl she didn't know, so sue her. It was perfectly normal to worry about someone. Especially if they were as sweet looking at the bluenette. She scoffed thinking, how could anyone cause harm to someone so nice looking. But, as if the gods were out to get her, the purplette suddenly felt something light hit her back. With a deep inhale and a dramatic sigh, Mal whipped her head around to glare at her brother; who had a shit eating grin on his face.

"Yes dear annoying brother of mine?"

She set her brush down, eyeing her handy work so far and nodded with a satisfied smile. Mal briefly wondered if it was weird to give a girl you knew nothing about a painting of them. She was getting psychotic vibes from the thought and blamed it on her being gay. The purplette moved passed her brother to clean her hands.

He was eyeing the painting and it looked too judgmental for her liking.

"I asked if you were just gonna sit here all day painting a random girl"

Mal felt her cheeks flush slightly.

"She's just been on my mind lately....no biggy..."

"Uh, yeah a big biggy! I swear you just met this girl and you're already whipped"

Jay smirked at her with a raised eyebrow. She rolled her eyes, going to her fridge for something to eat. Right, she needed to go grocery shopping. Mal closed the fridge with a sigh and plopped on her couch. Her brother shook his head, shoving her over to sit down with his arms draped along the back of the couch. Mal glared but resumed her position; this time laying on his lap to stare at the ceiling. The glow in the dark stars needed to be redone but they still shined bright in the dimness of her apartment. It was comforting as the two sat in silence, his hand found its way into her hair and she relaxed against him. There was amusement in his voice.

"You that worried you need head rubs?"

Her eyes were closed but she shrugged, reaching down to pull Isle on her stomach.

"Just shut up and keep rubbing...."

She really liked head rubs.

"You sound like Carlos"

Mal used to like head rubs.

"And, we're done"

He laughed heartily as she sat up and away from him with Isle tucked securely in her arms. The brunette reached out to pet her but Mal slapped his hand with a glare.

"I know where those hands have been and they're not going on my child"

Jay pouted but all protests went out the window once the doorbell to her apartment rang twice. She threw her head back with dramatic whine and laid Isle down on her personal pillow, a frilled black and gray fluffy cloud that the dragon used to gnaw on. Her brother could hear his own doorbell ringing twice, he sighed getting up as well. While he went to his apartment, through a doorway they cut in once they first moved in, the purplette slipped on a pair on a pair of running shoes. She left them untied since she wasn't going anywhere special, that and not putting on a shirt. As Mal closed her door, she could hear her brother closing his as well. The two took the elevator down to the lobby, one hoping to not run into any of their neighbors and the other just wanting to get back to her painting. In other words, stare at it until she could come up with the perfect color combination for the bluenette's eyes. She mentally slapped herself.