Aaliyah Otiento-Miller's POV
"Baby... does that guy look uncomfortable to you?" I ask Elian.
We walking down the street, holding hands after a long night, waiting for our driver, when I spot two men.
One of them is wearing a black hood and seems to be getting too close to the other and stumbling awkwardly into him.
The uncomfortable man is smaller in both height and stature and is turning paler by the minute.
Assault.
'Start a conversation. I'll join you' I sign to Elian.
He nods.
He walks up to them and wraps an arm around the shorter man.
"Babe. Where did you go?! We've been looking for you all night!" He says.
The smaller man looks shocked for a minute, but after having a silent conversation with Elian using his eyes, he plays along.
He wraps his arm around Elian's middle.
That's my cue.
I strut towards them ready to act a fool!
"Babyyy. Have you found himmm? I'm tireddd" I say in a whiny voice.
I'm a woman!
Why am I making my voice higher?!
Whatever.
I clumsily walk in between our 'boyfriend' and the assaulter, taking my shoes off and handing them to Elian, making a show of rubbing my 'aching feet'.
He stumbles back and I hug the newly saved man, fixing the assaulter with an icy stare.
The man we're helping is trembling slightly, still in shock.
"Who is he, babe?" I ask him.
He shakes his head.
"I- I don't know. Can we go?... Please?" He asks softly.
The taller man looks shocked and slight disgusted, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"Faggots" he spits under his breath.
I spin around, ready to break his balls.
Elian stands between us, drawing himself to his full height and staring down at the stranger.
"What was that?" He asks sweetly.
The hooded man steps back, surprised at the tone.
A beep sounds, signaling our car.
Elian turns to us.
"Ceres. Take our girl to the car please" he says to the man with a soft smile, handing him my shoes.
Ceres takes the shoes and my hand, walking to the car.
As soon as we sit down, I start talking.
"My name is Aaliyah, and my boyfriend Elian and I realised that you were uncomfortable. We are both lawyers and if you feel necessary we can provide you with good help." I say, plucking one of our company business cards out of my bag.
Ceres gives me a small smile.
"T-Thank you both so much for your help! He was trying to catch me on the way back from the cash point. I won't press charges. It's fine. Honest" he says.
Just as he says that, Elian joins us.
I look back to the sidewalk to see that the assaulter has long gone.
"What did you say?" I ask Elian.
Elian smiles and says nothing.
'I'll tell you at home' he signs.
We soon drop off Ceres at his studio apartment, before taking off.
Elian slides closer to me, wrapping an arm around me.
'Are you okay?' He signs with his free arm.
I get into his lap.
'Mhm. But sleepy' I sign back.
He nods.
"You did good" he says aloud.
"So did you" I say, looking him in the face.
He gives me a peck on the lips, unable to help himself and I chuckle at him.
"I'm ready to sleep for 3 years" I tell him.
"We need to clean your makeup off first. Don't sleep in it" he says.
I nod, yawning and still nodding off.
***
I wake up with a slight start.
I relax when I realise I'm in bed.
I look next to me, to see Elian fast asleep, snoring a little bit.
I touch my face, remembering what he said, and I realise that it's clean!
Did he do my night time routine for me?
I look into the mirror opposite his bed and I see that my earrings have been taken off, I'm in one of his shirts and my bonnet has been secured by a silk scarf.
I feel my eyes water.
Maybe it's the alcohol in my system but this makes me feel emotional.
I don't even deserve him.
I shake it off.
Yes I do!
I deserve a man that will look after me.
I deserve a man that will never talk down to me and respect me.
I deserve a man that will satisfy me physically and emotionally.
I deserve all of it!
I look again at my sleeping boyfriend, then at the clock next to his head.
If I start now, I can make him a pretty decent breakfast.
I get up and wear his indoor shoes and his robe.
I need to bring some of my stuff here.
***
Elian Deogene's POV
I wake up, not feeling Aaliyah's body next to me and I instantly panic.
I definitely brought her home last night.
I quickly relax, when I smell food cooking.
I grab my hearing aids, and wear them, thanking God for waking me up.
I go into my bathroom, brush my teeth and wash my face.
I go to the kitchen ready to help, but it looks like she's done it all.
"Morning baby" she says walking up to me and reaching up to give me a kiss.
I lean down and reciprocate, holding her close.
She pulls away first and holds my hand, pulling me to the table.
"Do you wanna talk about what happened last night?" I ask, taking a sip of the coffee she pours for me.
"Put on a shirt first. I can't concentrate." She says, looking back at her food.
I laugh at her and lean over to kiss her neck.
"What, I'm distracting you?" I ask, teasing her.
She pushes my face away flicking my cheek.
"Behave yourself! Shirt! Put on a shirt on!" She yelps.
I laugh aloud and I move to clothe myself.
Once I'm done, I come back down the stairs and continue to eat, bringing it back up.
We speak on it.
"I know your step mom taught you how to fight men... but if you ever feel uncomfortable when I'm around... tell me" I remind her.
She smiles and strokes a hand over my waves.
"I know baby. I will" she says.
A couple of minutes later she pipes up.
"What made you fall for me?" She asks.
I feel my face heat up.
'Why?' I sign, blushing heavily.
She rests her chin on steepled knuckles.
"I wanna know?" She asks.
"Is your name Joe?" I ask.
She raises her leg under the table and puts it in between my legs threatening to kick me.
"Insult my husband Joe again and you'll lose any hope of having my babies" she says with a grin.
'First of all, I'm your husband. Secondly, fine. Fine! I need it if I'm gonna give you my babies!" I reason.
She nods.
"That's what I thought. Now start talking.
"Remember that time we both fell asleep after studying too hard in our first working year and someone broke into my apartment?" I ask her.
She nods remembering and her eyes widen as she remembers the specific detail.
"You're a sick fuck. You know that?" She asks, laughing.
"Some men get turned on by violence. I fall in love" I say with a shrug.
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