[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/w1RhJX4.jpeg[/img] [sup][img]https://i.imgur.com/9qIY4OK.jpeg[/img] [color=#66356a][b]#66356a[/b][/color] [color=2e2c2c]....[/color]|[color=2e2c2c].....[/color] [url=https://imgur.com/nzNpMpa][color=9b9b9b][b]outfit[/b][/color][/url] [color=2e2c2c].....[/color]|[color=2e2c2c].....[/color] [color=9b9b9b][b] Hall [/b][/color] [img]https://i.imgur.com/9qIY4OK.jpeg[/img][/sup][/center] [color=808080] [color=#667c0c] "Are you saying you [i]don’t[/i] like the smell of blood and sweat?"[/color] Wes asked, mischievous grin in place that otherwise would have been contagious if it wasn’t so unhealthily close to the truth. Trinity’s eyes dipped to his bare torso at his gesture then back on his face and his discolored nose. [color=#66356a] “No need to call me out,”[/color] she muttered begrudgingly. [color=#667c0c] "Counter offer,"[/color] he said and cleared his throat. Trinity crossed her arms, waiting to hear it out. [color=#667c0c]"I [i]help[/i] you get your things, because I am nothing if not a gentleman."[/color] She laughed once, tallying his acceptable counter offers. [color=#66356a] “Fair enough,”[/color] she agreed and a finger went up against her bicep. [color=#667c0c] "You shower [i]with[/i] me,"[/color] he added, flashing her a look that sent some heat flushing to her cheeks with a guilty smile, even when she tried to suck in her lip and hallow her cheeks to contain it. Her gaze fled for a moment before landing back on him. Well that one was a no brainer. A second finger went up. Wesley looked contemplative for a moment, weighing on the biggest elephant to address. [color=#667c0c]"And then [i]maybe[/i] I’ll let you convince me to turn back into the Winter Soldier."[/color] Trinity’s eyes hardened on him. [color=#667c0c]"I don’t know if our new leader will let me train with it if it makes me like… the terminator or something."[/color] He laughed softly. [color=#66356a] “Yeah? Well, he can — ”[/color] Trinity stopped herself short for a more civilized response. [color=#66356a]“I’m sure we can arrange something,”[/color] she said, nose flaring as the words came through with strained effort. While she wanted the instant gratification of results, Wes clearly didn’t share the hustle. [color=#667c0c]“Rae was one of the people who had to run the course a second time,”[/color] he began with ease and gathered their plates. [color=#667c0c]“She’s the only person I ever knew who hated P.E. more than I did. We should give her a little time to unwind before we bombard her with your little project.”[/color] She picked Rae for his benefit but they could find another Hephaestus kid. Duke or maybe the crafty god had other offspring hiding among the fresh faces. He flashed her another look as he leant in. [color=#667c0c]"Gives you time to work on your apology."[/color] Then a kiss and laugh was plopped on her forehead while she grumbled. It may have been owed but apologies didn’t come easy to her. Trinity moved for the exit, linking up with Wes seamlessly again and crossed her arms over her chest as the cold greeted them cruelly. [color=#667c0c]"So… Roomie,"[/color] he smacked her butt, causing a small jolt and her hands to cover her backside instinctively, half turning to look at him as he his arm draped around her shoulder like the most natural thing in the world. [color=#667c0c]"How many trips do we think it’ll take to get all of your stuff?"[/color] She pursed her lips and squinted. There wasn’t a great deal of personalized items in her cabin or memorabilia, especially for someone attending camp as long as she had. But given all the demolitions and reconstructions, it served a pretty good idea. Mostly clothes. Maybe a drawer so Wes didn’t have to ration room in his own closet and stuff. CDs. [color=#66356a] “Fff…Three? But I reckon we could do it in two.”[/color] She bumped him with her hip gently, smiling up at him, a challenge in her eyes. Trinity held his arm loosely, keeping it around her but loose enough to let it slip free when he wanted as they made the trek to her cabin. There was no press or force applied on his arm, only contact. Even then, she walked right by his side, huddled for warmth in her own way without curling her body into him, too focused and proud for that. She only broke away when they reached her cabin. She stepped in front of him and spun on her heel to face him. For a moment she scrutinized him, her face scrunching up and tongue peeking out to assign him something. [color=#66356a] “Speaker annnd some jackets.”[/color] Wes knew his way around to seize the big electronic cylinder and some clothes. That would do for his first round, pending on how well he juggled things. Meanwhile, she headed to her room and rummaged through the small closet for her forgotten backpack she hadn’t had to use since hiking to camp. She dug it out with a relieved breath then started shoving clothes in it. [i]Should make the trips a little easier than carrying mountains of clothes.[/i] She froze, moving back and forth between her drawers and closet on autopilot. [color=#66356a] “Sleeping bag?”[/color] She questioned aloud and looked over her shoulder, scanning the room for the wise one in the relationship. [color=#66356a]“Spare sheets?”[/color] Materials came and went from the bag, rearranged until they achieved a full bulk bag filled to the brim and the zip struggled to close. Trinity swiped at Wes when he tried to take it and swung it over her own shoulders. She stacked what she could on her arms on the way out, between her and Wesley, getting all the fundamentals including one framed photo with her and her mortal family back at home. [color=#66356a]“Let’s go.”[/color] She flashed him a grin and gestured out the door. On the way to his cabin, she carried a pep in her step despite looking like a tourist. There was something eerie and unnatural about transporting all her stuff between camp without a bunch of cabins in debris around her but it was for a good cause. She looked at her handful of stuff and monitored her speaker in Wes’s clutches carefully from time to time. [color=#66356a]“So I’m thinking of Rocco and stuff and it got me thinking, did you leave anything behind at home? Home home, I mean.”[/color] Trinity gestured in the vague direction of camp’s gate. Approaching his stairs that led to the front door, Trinity had to peer around the small mountain of belongings in her arms to get her footing in the snow that it collected. [color=#66356a]“If I eat shit right now, I’m suing,”[/color] she chuckled as they ascended steadily. There was something different about entering his cabin as an official co-resident. She looked at it with new eyes, the same cabin she had entered 100 times before had a new lens, part hers too. The gravity of moving in becoming suddenly real. Trinity offloaded her cargo on a nearby couch to organize later, backpack following and falling to the floor gently. [color=#66356a] “Okay, so I’m thinking renovate the kitchen, make it larger, add a bathroom downstairs...”[/color] she began to rattle off with visionary gestures but laughed unable to get through her bossy take-over act. She never wanted to intrude on his space and things. Her eyes sought his and she smiled gently before closing the distance between them, wrapping her arms around his neck and drawing him into a kiss, pouring all her overwhelmed, stored devotion into it. Like something she needed to do. While Wes probably didn't think too much of his offer, to her it was impossibly sweet and trusting and she was grateful. 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