[He could have more than a chance out there, the women in Paris would happily eat him up, but here he is thinking he doesn't have a chance because of the huge bruise on his cute little ass. The ridiculousness of the situation hits her and she begins to giggle. She lifts her head up and makes the mistake of looking at him, his eyes are so serious but his body is still covered in ice packs and her giggles get worse.]
Oh Jason...I'm sorry....it's just.....
[She tries to say and then bursts out laughing.]
I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at....your poor butt.
[She manages to get her laughter under control and she pushes back her hair, still smiling a little at the idea of anyone in Paris turning their nose up at Jason's butt purely because it's bruised.]
Thank god you don't have a pancake butt or else you could have broken something when you fell on it....
[She bites her lip to try and stop another burst of giggles at his cute little wiggle, glancing back as the ice packs slide off and trying not to notice the nice curve of his ass.]
Awww I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. How can I make it up to you?
[She smiles and nods because this time when he says he's going to shower it doesn't feel awkward or like he's trying to escape the situation, she stays where she is but covers her eyes with one of her hands.]
...Sure, yeah. If that's okay? I don't want to keep you from moving around your own place by lazing on the couch in the middle of the day.
[or night, whatever time it is. they were hanging out on her bed the whole time yeah, but sleeping in her bed still feels a little awkward... mostly cause everything really smells like her and it's so...nice.
but he also doesn't want her to be tiptoeing around while he sleeps.]
[ he smiles and nods, then waits for her to grab the pizza and goes to the kitchen with her so he can put the ice away.
once he's done he grabs some clean clothes and goes to take a shower- carefully and slowly, because now that he had all that ice on him, it feels good to put heat on the rest of his body. he thinks about today. about what happened on his way to the market, about everything that happened when he got back here.
he thinks about everything Dawn said about being able to forgive himself, and maybe he can't do that, but more than the guilt he feels so grateful. ]
[Once she's put the pizza in the fridge and Jason has closed the bathroom door she goes into her bedroom to get changed into a pair of dancers tights and bralette, smiling a little to herself when she looks over at her bed. The covers are all rumpled and bunched up from where they were laying and instead of straightening it out she leaves it since Jason is just going to be laying down again in a few minuets.
She heads into the living room and moves the coffee table aside so she can roll out a yoga mat, putting on some soft classical music as she begins to move through her dance stretches.]
[ the shower makes him feel a lot better, and by the time he gets out he's moving a little easier too. he's about to just flop into Dawns bed for a nap, but he hears the soft classical music drifting into the bedroom and he moves to the door to peek out.
he feels a little bit like a creeper, but he just stands there and watches her for a while. it's so calming and peaceful to watch her stretching and breathing. he could never quite get the hang of that when he was training. maybe it would've helped. ]
[Stretching is something Dawn has done since she was about five, you can't do ballet without doing a lot of it and it's always been a good way for her to quiet her mind and emotions. She inhales deeply and brings her one leg up slowly, bringing it higher and higher till she's in a sort of standing split with her knee up by her head and her foot pointed at the ceiling. She exhales and slowly rotates her leg back, dipping her torso downwards into an arabesque before lowering everything back onto the floor. Her moves are slow and controlled, every muscle working together to create beautiful fluid like movements that make it look like she's moving through water.]
[ she's beautiful and graceful, every move calm and controlled. she's probably a good fighter because of that too. and a maybe a better dancer, too.
he watches her a little longer, then feels bad for being secretive about it and heads back into the bedroom, closing the door half way so he can still hear the music in the distance as he lays down to get some rest, falling asleep quickly.
the one good thing about the beating his body too is that he's exhausted enough not to have any dreams or nightmares, but he probably does sleep unreasonably too long for a nap. ]
[Dawn runs through her dance stretches and because she is feeling limber and more light hearted than she has in months she actually allows herself to relax and dance for a bit in the living room. She's a bit rusty in some of the ballet moves but it feels wonderful to use her body for something that isn't fighting and by the time she's done she's sweaty but smiling. She heads down to her bedroom to check on Jason and sees that he's still sleeping, he looks so peaceful and sweet that she's tempted to let him keep sleeping but in the end she sits down next to him and gently runs her hands through his dark curls.]
[ for once, Jason doesn't wake with a start either. he does stir a little though, because he's a light sleeper none the less, but he doesn't fully wake. there's a hand in his hair and it feels gentle and warm, and he smiles just slightly, leaning his head into it. ]
[Between his little smile and the way he moves into her touch, it tugs at her heart and she bites her lower lip and does it again. Running her hand through his hair slowly, enjoying how soft his curls are against her fingers.]
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Oh Jason...I'm sorry....it's just.....
[She tries to say and then bursts out laughing.]
I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at....your poor butt.
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It's cool, laugh away. It's the butt of the joke anyway.
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Thank god you don't have a pancake butt or else you could have broken something when you fell on it....
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[he gives her a teasing look of slight offense, then glances back towards his butt.]
And now you're calling my butt fat, I can't believe this.
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[She says and then laughs again.]
I'm not calling it fat! There's not an once of fat on you.
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[he snorts, wiggling a little so the ice packs slide off. the towel's there of course, but the curve of his butt can definitely be seen underneath.]
Too late. My ass is offended.
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Awww I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. How can I make it up to you?
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Don't worry about it. You're already forgiven. Think I'm gonna get up and go shower though, for real this time.
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Okay, go for it. I promise I won't peek.
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Okay, I'm decent. Thanks for all the ice and the gossip. I really feel like a teenage girl right now.
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You're welcome, next time we do this I'll let you braid my hair and I'll paint your toe nails. That way you can get the full experience.
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[he says with a small smirk, grabbing the many ice packs so he can help but them back in the freezer.]
We can eat the rest of the pizza for dinner yeah? Or I can cook something later, I'm cool with either.
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[he's a quick shower taker anyway and they just ate.]
Think I'm just gonna take a nap after my shower and reset my body. I'm fine...but you know.
[getting hit by a truck is still pretty intense.]
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[When he mentions taking a nap she nods.]
Sure of course, did you want to use my bed?
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[or night, whatever time it is. they were hanging out on her bed the whole time yeah, but sleeping in her bed still feels a little awkward... mostly cause everything really smells like her and it's so...nice.
but he also doesn't want her to be tiptoeing around while he sleeps.]
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[She tells him and then sits up, swinging her legs off the side and getting up.]
Maybe while you nap I'll do some yoga in the living room.
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once he's done he grabs some clean clothes and goes to take a shower- carefully and slowly, because now that he had all that ice on him, it feels good to put heat on the rest of his body. he thinks about today. about what happened on his way to the market, about everything that happened when he got back here.
he thinks about everything Dawn said about being able to forgive himself, and maybe he can't do that, but more than the guilt he feels so grateful. ]
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She heads into the living room and moves the coffee table aside so she can roll out a yoga mat, putting on some soft classical music as she begins to move through her dance stretches.]
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he feels a little bit like a creeper, but he just stands there and watches her for a while. it's so calming and peaceful to watch her stretching and breathing. he could never quite get the hang of that when he was training. maybe it would've helped. ]
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She exhales and slowly rotates her leg back, dipping her torso downwards into an arabesque before lowering everything back onto the floor. Her moves are slow and controlled, every muscle working together to create beautiful fluid like movements that make it look like she's moving through water.]
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he watches her a little longer, then feels bad for being secretive about it and heads back into the bedroom, closing the door half way so he can still hear the music in the distance as he lays down to get some rest, falling asleep quickly.
the one good thing about the beating his body too is that he's exhausted enough not to have any dreams or nightmares, but he probably does sleep unreasonably too long for a nap. ]
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She heads down to her bedroom to check on Jason and sees that he's still sleeping, he looks so peaceful and sweet that she's tempted to let him keep sleeping but in the end she sits down next to him and gently runs her hands through his dark curls.]
Jason.
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Hmmgg...
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hehehe poor Dawn....
SORRY DAWN. sorry not sorry lmao. here have another one while he internally monologues lol
Bwhaha I love it! XD
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ooc: figured we would skip ahead a little to the next morning
sorry Dawn ;_;
ohhh nooooo!
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