puckandpie: (crosslegged)
Eric Bittle ([personal profile] puckandpie) wrote 2016-01-16 11:41 pm (UTC)

I stay quiet as Derek flips off the lights and locks up, my hands buried in the pockets of my coat. It's barely cold enough to see my breath, but I watch the faint mist all the same until we're on our way.

We've still hardly said a word by the time we get to Derek's apartment and I slip out of my coat after he's taken off his own, hanging it over the back of one of the kitchen chairs before standing awkwardly next to it.

"That sounds good," I tell him, hesitating another second before toeing off my shoes and setting them near the front door. Whatever buzz I might have had from the beer back at Semele's is long gone and I take a careful seat on the far cushion of his couch. A moment later, Jinx jumps up to join me, stepping right into my lap and curling up. Despite myself, I smile down at her, petting a hand down her dark fur.

"I need to introduce you to Elvis," I say to her, scritching lightly under her chin. "Do you promise to be nice to him? He's still mostly a kitten and could do with a good influence."

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