I sat on the floor in Simon's room, back resting against his bed, as he sat next to me, an arm around my shoulders. His mom let him back in the house, I promised I would be there when he went to talk to her, and I was. That was a week ago.
Now I played Skyrim on Simon's Xbox. I was a Dark Elf—and also a werewolf, I wanted to see if Bethesda got the idea of a werewolf correct—of course not. Simon's a Khajitt on his file, an assassin for the Dark Brotherhood, who mainly uses knives, while I enjoy swords and magic.
I watched as my character jumps on top of a Frost dragon's head, pulls back its jaws, stabs her scimitars in its mouth, and then jumps off to watch it burn and explode. I collect its gold, scales, and bones, and then pause and save the game.
As it's saving I turn my head to look at Simon, holding the controller out to him. "Do you want to play?" I asked.
Simon shook his head. "Nah, you can keep on playing. I own the game; I can play it whenever I want."
"But I'm over here so much I nearly live here!" I laughed, raising my fist to lightly punch him on the arm, but then I remember, and refrain.
Simon shrugged, oblivious to what could have happened. "Skyrim's starting to bore me a little, it's really easy, and the main quest is so fucking short. Also, I'm already on my third character."
"Oh? I thought you only had your Khajitt?"
Simon shook his head. "That's my latest character, my first was a Breton, my second an Argonian." He explained.
I shuddered. "Those things creep me out."
"Yeah, they just look so weird," I laughed.
Simon laughed, kissing the top of my head. "I love you Maia."
"I love you too Simon," I said, sticking my tongue out at him playfully.
I looked over at the alarm clock, it was after midnight. "Ahaha, I should probably be going." I said, quitting the game.
"You can always stay here." Simon said, in more of a question or a plead rather than an act of convenience.
"As much as I would enjoy that I believe my pack would want me back, I already spend too much time with a vampire as it is," I teased him.
"At least let me walk you there."
"Simon, I'm a fucking werewolf, I think I can take care of myself."
"But I want to!" He gave me a fake pout.
I laughed. "Fine then."
Simon grinned and jumped up. He knocked on his mom's bedroom door to tell her where he was going and when he'll be back before we left.
As we were walking to the abandoned police station in which my pack took shelter in we spoke.
"Hey, Maia, I've been wondering something. You know Nat and her cousin Cammy?" Simon asked.
I nodded. "Yeah, why?"
"Whatever happened to them?"
I shrugged. "I'm probably not the best to ask you know."
"Yeah, but Clary's been so busy training and being with Jace lately, I hardly talk with her anymore, and I don't talk to anyone else involved really," Simon explained, a slight twinge of sadness on his face, but no longer jealousy.
"Well," I began. "Apparently the Cammy chick was never in any real danger, it was just to get Nat involved. I believe now they're just going to school like normal, though, Nat's been going to the Institute a couple times a week to learn about the things she sees and how to protect herself, but yeah, besides that I don't know too much, none of my business I suppose," I explained to him.
"All right, just curious," Simon said as he gripped my hand that he was holding tighter as we turned on to the street the police station was on.
As we approached it I stopped. "It might be a good idea for you to head back now, there's still some resentment in my pack against vampires you know." I told him.
"Okay," Simon said, wrapping his arms around my waist as he hugged me. He then leaned in and pressed his lips to mine.
I wrapped my arms around his neck as I kissed him back. His hands found their war underneath my shirt as he massaged my back directly in contact with my skin, running his hands along the curves of my body. My fingers became tangled in his hair as I kissed him harder, my eyes closed. I felt his teeth poke my lips a little but they didn't penetrate. After a while his hands moved up to my hair, getting caught in its dark, curly locks.
"You're so beautiful Maia." He mumbled through kisses.
I gasped for air a few times but did not pull away from kissing him until a few minutes later, when we both pulled away from each other, hands dropping to our sides. I straightened my shirt, noting that my hair was most likely a mess, but I didn't care.
Simon traced his fingers along the edge of my face from my ear to my jawline. "I'll see you tomorrow Maia," he whispered.
I nodded. "You too," I said before turning to retreat back to the station. At the broken doorway I turned my head back and saw that he was gone. Vampire Speed.
I sighed happily before silently slipping into the station and finding myself a cot on the floor, falling asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.
Life was good.
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