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[color=808080] [i]Busted.[/i]

Her gaze must’ve bore some weight because Wes poked his head up curiously and found her staring. While he didn’t seem to mind, Trinity’s mind experienced a delayed fluster into a panic and looked around at the ever fascinating arena wall and ground. She lifted her eyes when it felt safe, returning quickly to her spellbound admiration.

Trinity lost count. Probably after five truthfully, her mind in other places than numeric values. Lucky she wasn’t responsible for counting, likely seeing to it that Wes did double the push ups, to make sure she didn’t miss a square inch of his body’s muscles. When he sat back on his knees, she was riddled with unreasonable disappointment. It felt too quick. There was a small part of her that even wanted to argue and find a reason one or two didn’t count, but given work outs were actual punishment for some and he looked a little worn, she spared him.

Since she had been very openly spotted having a feast for her eyes watching him do his push ups, she waited, shuffling from foot to foot as he disappeared into the stands. 

[color=#667c0c]“You’re very distracting… You know that?”[/color] He said upon joining her.

Trinity did her best to ignore the enthralling sparks his voice ignited through her, forcing herself to scoff and look him over. A defense mechanism to not appear stupidly struck by his seduction. The one literally birthed from the goddess of love and beauty who was shirtless and had the best genes, dropped to do push ups not two minutes ago, called her distracting. People were literally running past her field of vision for the course and all she saw was him. And she’d never admit it, not to herself and certainly not Wes, but something about his blood soaked shirt gave him some rigid appeal, like he just conquered in battle. He brought his finger under her chin, inadvertently bringing her gaze off his pants line and into his eyes while his thumb ran against her bottom lip. Wes leaned in and kissed her and Trinity tip toed into it. Every kiss seemed a sweet relief that they were okay. [color=#667c0c]“If I knew it only took push ups to get you to look at me like that, I’d do them every morning.”[/color]

Trinity beamed, helpless to his infectious smile and gorgeous chuckle and all the giddy feelings a first crush gave you. [color=#66356a]“Why do you think I want you to train?”[/color] She teased, like that was the obvious reason all along. Trinity twirled his sweats’ strings around in her finger. [color=#66356a]“But no, I look at you like that every day. I’m just smart enough to do it when you’re not looking most the time.”[/color] The confession slipped out unfiltered, causing her to widen her eyes in horror. [color=#66356a]“You know, can’t let that outta control ego see too much,”[/color] she tried to save.

[color=#667c0c]“I was thinking about grabbing food before a shower,”[/color] he said. Trinity nodded along. The man’s stomach did typically rule the mind, and the guy could pack it away. [color=#667c0c]“I know you probably want to talk, so we can over lunch if you want? Or… If you want to now, that’s fine.”[/color]

[color=#66356a]“Oh.”[/color] That’s what he was putting down. She just assumed he was telling her he was having lunch then a shower. Not that she was invited to pester him along the way. Trinity shook her head to herself, snapping herself out of her delay. [color=#66356a]“Yeah, no, we can talk at lunch. Which is where you’re off to now, right?”[/color] Trinity threw her hands about as she spoke, gesturing out of the arena, in the direction of the hall, then back in the arena where they stood before clasping her hands together to stop her animated talk. [color=#66356a]“Let’s walk,”[/color] she concluded.

Trinity slipped on her jacket and faced the bite of winter’s true cold again, shuffling up close to Wes’s side for her own warmth and his. But she didn’t detour to her own cabin even though it was right there, and she didn’t head to his, but instead automatically headed to the hall with him where a vast selection of food waited and beckoned for ready consumption. It almost felt like a mistake not to make a quick pit stop for warmer clothes, boots instead of sneakers, maybe a fresh top for Wes while he ate, but the hall was insanely aromatic and cozy. And if anyone wanted to judge, they were welcome to try. 

Naturally, her head wasn’t filled with the silence she portrayed along the journey. Trinity wanted to touch base on how he was feeling about getting another arm. Maybe even from the likes of Rae, sure his good friend would have incentive to produce something of great and sturdy quality. But, given everything, she was sure it would sound criticizing of Wes's performance or like she was trying to test the daughter of Hephaestus. 

She lined up beside Wes for food, handing him a plate without looking at him to pile on whatever amount of substance he desired while she served herself. Trinity was quickly content with her mix but lingered by in case Wes needed help, though he had always managed fine in the past. Particularly with food.

When both were content, Trinity smiled up at him and made her way to a secluded table. Nothing nestled into the back or corner but just far apart enough from the others.

Now it was a simple matter of articulating her words and what was going on. But where to start? Trinity pushed around her food with her fork, losing her appetite while the anxiety lied at bay. Besides, it was best to let Wes get a few shovels in first. Around a minute or two, she finally broke the silence before she could stew on it any longer. [color=#66356a]“I haven’t had someone ask me to move in before,”[/color] she confessed, straight off the bat. Trinity wasn’t exactly desirable company whereas she was sure Wesley could easily cohabit with others and was offered frequently prior camp. How many girls wanted to play house with the stunning son of Aphrodite and ex womanizer…

She shook her head, snapping back to the present with Wesley here and now. Gorgeous inside and out, and somehow choosing her. [color=#66356a]“I freaked out. Stupidly. And I mean really stupidly. I’ve only known two homes and I’m territorial and…”[/color] she was rambling. Trinity sucked in a breath to compose herself and get to the point. [color=#66356a]“Wherever you are feels more like home. And that’s where I wanna be.”[/color] 

It took a second or two before she heard her own words and cringed at herself. [color=#66356a]“God, that’s corny.”[/color] But she couldn’t exactly retract it or apologize when it remained true. 

[color=#66356a]“But,”[/color] she shovelled up her own mouthful of food, as if busying herself would ease her nerves and all the confessions tumbling forward, [color=#66356a]“I had a really crappy sleep last night,”[/color] she said, speaking behind her hand. Sleeping with Wes beside her had turned into her blissful norm. Whereas last night felt wrong and cold and she was ill at ease the whole time.


Trinity risked a glance at him before her eyes fled to her plate.  She didn’t like the vulnerability in all the [i]‘heart on your sleeve’[/i] stuff. Wes deserved it and needed to hear it, and sure, it was the least she could do, but it was like willingly stripping herself of armour mid-battle and she couldn’t fight the outcome. 

[color=#66356a]“I liked your plan and I really wish I didn't spoil it. Even down to the dancing.”[/color] Which she never did but she knew it was a romantic gesture and would've made them feel closer. Trinity dropped her cutlery and rubbed her temple. Gods, she was jackass.
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