The Shining ¥ Teen Wolf

thirty-four

Isaac blinked a few times, "What?"

"I'm done," she repeated as she set her paintbrush in the water cup. Once streaked with charcoal, her fingers were covered in various hues of paint as well. She picked up her phone, Isaac covering his face as she took the picture.

Winnie climbed off of Isaac, still topless with a lilac bra on. She put her paints away, motioning for Isaac to get up. "I want you to see it."

Isaac stood, careful not to ruin the masterpiece she'd done. He took Winnie's hand, letting her pull him to the large vanity mirror. He grinned, seeing a beach sunset on his body, "It's amazing, Win."

Winnie, standing in nike shorts and a cute bra, came up behind him and put her arms around his waist, careful not to disturb the art.

"Where is it?" he asked, putting his arms back around her, idly resting his hands on her bare sides.

"Huntington Beach, I think," Winnie replied while resting her forehead on Isaac's tan back.

"We should go some time," offered Isaac with a smile.

"I'd like that," she said as she looked at their reflections. "Getting away from Beacon might be a good idea."

"I'm serious," Isaac watched her through the mirror, "we should. When everything calms down."

Winnie tried not to scoff, not wanting to ruin the moment. "When will things ever calm down?"

"Eventually," Isaac practically promised. "It'll happen, Win." He sighed, knowing that Winnie wasn't convinced. "How about for now, we start with a trip to the park? Simple swings, fresh air. How's that sound?"

"Sounds like you've got a chest full of paint and are a fugitive," Winnie commented with half a smirk as he turned around while keeping his hands on her sides. "Cabin fever?"

"Maybe a little," he admitted with a soft shrug. "What do you think?"

"Go take a shower, then we'll go." Winnie gave his shoulders a soft push to send him on his way.

Isaac quickly kissed her, hesitating before going into the en suite.

Winnie bit her tongue, running a hand through her hair as she lightly shook her head. She picked up her sketchbook off the floor as Isaac turned the water on in the other room.

A door loudly shut below, a voice soon following. "Winnie?"

"Shit," the brunette mumbled. She quickly grabbed Isaac's shirt from her bed and threw it into her hamper. She opened the door of the en suite and shut it behind her, Isaac about to take off his boxers.

Isaac's thumb was under his waistband, raising his eyebrows at Winnie. "I didn't know you wanted to join me."

"Shut up and get in the shower," Winnie whispered as she pulled back the curtain. "My dad's home." She stepped over the ledge, dragging Isaac in with her and sliding the curtain closed.

Just as Isaac was about to say something as his hair got drenched and the paint started coming off his skin, Winnie went up on her tiptoes and covered his mouth with a cupped hand.

A knock sounded on the door, Aaron's voice muffled. "Win?"

"Yeah?" she called in question over the running water that was hitting her face.

Aaron cracked the door open only so he could hear her better, "Argent wants you to call when you can."

Winnie let go of Isaac, poking her head out of the curtain as if she really were showering. "Sure, I will when I'm done."