08 - deltanudaughter - ...date?

[smartemployee]

So after this happens...

Ashley has no idea why he's doing this. Part of him says, "Why not? You've already been on a trip to the mall and a sit-down for coffee." and the other part of him is screaming, "You fucking idiot - you're going to mess this up! What about Linda? Don't start forgetting about her already, asshole! You loved her!"

But he's already kissed her. And she's kissed him back.

He was going to invite her back to his plate... the typical macho man thing. But he remembered "his place" was absolutely trashed the last time he checked. Definitely not the place for a little princess like her. And hotels were completely out of the question - firstly, due to his lack of a paycheck, and secondly, because that doesn't sound nice at all.

When all else fails? Hop in the Classic. Head over to the Pontiac for a movie. You never even have to leave the car.

(Don't worry, Elle. All the shit from his car? Is in the trunk. There's room for you.)

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[smartemployee.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, babe," he murmurs in response. "That's sweet of you."

[deltanudaughter.livejournal.com]

Elle nods, but doesn't respond. Instead, she just leans back in her seat and begins to watch the screen.

[smartemployee.livejournal.com]

While Elle watches the screen, Ash settles on watching her. But he tries doing it in the least obvious way possible. He curls up on his side between their respective seats, relaxing for what seems like the first time in ages.

Don't look now - but he's most likely falling asleep like a baby.

[deltanudaughter.livejournal.com]

After a few minutes, Elle finally jerks her attention away from the screen to look at Ash curled up in his seat. "Ash," she whispers.

She then leans her head on his shoulder and goes back to watching the movie.

[smartemployee.livejournal.com]

"Mmm," Ash murmurs, squirming a bit in his seat. He can smell her hair. It's a nice smell. He leans into it the best he can.

[deltanudaughter.livejournal.com]

Carefully, Elle wraps her arm around his. She doesn't want to wake him up.

[smartemployee.livejournal.com]

Ash is not completely asleep. He can't ever been completely asleep after the incident. (You can never be too careful or too alert of your surroundings. Deadites can smell vulnerability from miles away.) But he's more comfortable than he has been. And he's realized it must be due to Elle's company.

He uses the arm around his as an excuse to scoot closer. Baby steps.

[deltanudaughter.livejournal.com]

Elle looks over at Ash from her peripheral. "You alright over there, Ash?"

[smartemployee.livejournal.com]

"Never been better," he murmurs, opening an eye. "Especially now that I got a minute."

[deltanudaughter.livejournal.com]

"Good," she whispers, holding his arm a bit tighter. She then turns her head for a second and pecks him on the cheek. "Don't let me disturb you then..."

[smartemployee.livejournal.com]

That makes him smile. "Disturb me all you want, babe. I won't mind. Really." He means it. He gives her shoulder a playful headbutt to get his point across.

[deltanudaughter.livejournal.com]

"Is that so?" asks Elle, moving her head to look at Ash.

[smartemployee.livejournal.com]

"Uh huh." He's still smiling as he sits up a bit, propping himself up against the back of seat with an elbow.

[deltanudaughter.livejournal.com]

"How's this for a disturbance?" she says. She then immediately begins to tickle Ash's side.

[smartemployee.livejournal.com]

Ash squeals.

But only for a second. Because he's got manly street cred to uphold.

"Hey! Hey - - HEY STOP!" He tries to squirm his way out of it, laughing loudly. "Stopstopstopstop!"

[deltanudaughter.livejournal.com]

Elle doesn't let up though, her hands moving over to his stomach. "Make me," she says through her giggling.

[smartemployee.livejournal.com]

"You - you really - - don't wa-want me to do that!" he replies, gritting his teeth to try and stop his laughter. He grabs one of her wrists with his good hand.

[deltanudaughter.livejournal.com]

It doesn't stop Elle though. She still keeps trying with her one free hand. "You surrender then?"

[smartemployee.livejournal.com]

See - this isn't a fair fight. She's messing with a guy who only has one hand left. That's not fair at all.

So Ash has no choice but to forfeit. Even though at this point he's trying to squirm himself over to the driver-side door (without slamming into the steering column and huting himself in the process). "Fine fine! Whatever - you win! Just - quit - the ticklin'!"

[deltanudaughter.livejournal.com]

Elle stops and gives Ash a very mischievous grin. "Sorry, I couldn't resist. I'll let you win next time."

[smartemployee.livejournal.com]

You shouldn't have done that, Elle. Let your guard down even for one second and there goes Ash, attacking you with whatever tickles he can manage.

[deltanudaughter.livejournal.com]

It's Elle's turn to giggle and squirm in her seat now. "Hahaha...o-okay! Stop it! Hahahhahahha!"

[smartemployee.livejournal.com]

Ash stops only for a moment. "What's the magic word?" he asks, not really knowing the irony of the question at this moment in time.

[deltanudaughter.livejournal.com]

"Pleeease?" she asks, still giggling.

[smartemployee.livejournal.com]

He gives a shrug of his shoulders, thinking about it for a minute. "Eh - works for me. You did the little whine thing - extra points. Very nice." That deserves a kiss. Stay still, Elle - he's gone in for the kill.