** CHER

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ajax    immediately    noticed    the    frantic    look    that    clouded    her    eyes    and   all    it    did    was    bring    him   joy.    he    was    utterly    laughing    inside.    but    before    he    could    say   anything   in    response    ,     she   shuts   the    door    directly   in    his    face    without    warning.     he    supposed    he   should’ve    expected    that    to    happen    but    it    wasn’t   going   to    stop    his    plans.    he    maniacally    laughs   before    effortlessly    kicking    the    door    in    ,    walking   straight    in   without    any    invitation.

he    turns    to    see    she’s    taking    the    phone    off    the    receiver   from    the    wall    but    before    she    could   really    do    anything    ,    he    throws   his    axe    (    that   he    expertly    hid    behind    his    back    )      to    skillfully    pin    the    phone    to    the    wall.      ❛    we    don’t    want   to    stop    now   ,    right    ?    the    fun’s   just    beginning   !    ❜

        holy   FUCKING   shit  !     eyes  stare  into  the  now  empty   hand  .  “  what  in  the   ass  ?  ”   she  whispered  with  wide  eyes.  unable  to  bring  herself  to  scream  from  his  actions.   slowly ,  she  looked  back  up  at  him.   eyes  going  half  hooded  as  he  spoke . 

         “  fun  parties  include  hot  girls  and  a little  bit  of  drinking  . ”     she   retorts  and  looks  at  the  axe.  going  to  grab  it.  she  gives  a  tug  and  with  failure  cant  pull  it  out  of  the  wall  .   she  gave  the  axe   a  look  before  looking  back  at  francis  and  giving  it  another  go.  “  wow  ,  okay  superdick  .  I  hope  you  know  we  just  covered  that  hole  like  last  week,  and  you’re  gonna  have  to  pay  to  have  it  fixed . “   she  unwraps  her  hands  from  the  axe   and  looks  at  francis  with  eyes  that  began  to  blur  from  tears.  

        his   question  is  promptly   answered   with  a  heavy  sigh.  eyes  scatter  across   the  room .  she  tried  desperately  to  find  something   else   to  look  at  besides  him  .    she  knew  her  lies  would   finally  come  back  to  her ,  that  they’d   catch  up  .  you  can  only  outrun  the  truth  for  so  long  ,  cher  wilson  .   

      finally,  the  girl  plops  down  on  the  couch,  leaning  forward  and  allowing  hands  to  fall  upon   her  knees  as  she  tried  to  get  her  thoughts  together  before  she  tried  to  speak.  “  peter  is  spiderman , and   ned   and   I   have   been   helping   him   with   superhero   stuff   for   a   long   time   now. --  but  we  royally  messed  up  and  got  involved  with  like  a  mega  bad guy .”  she  looked  at  wade  with  a  sad  look.  “  i   stole  one  of  your  suits  and  became  uh--  and  don’t  laugh because  I’m  working  on  it  -- but  babypool.”  she  started  tapping  fingers  against  her  legs. 

Truth be told, he’d felt her coming over long before he looked at her. There was something about the soft pats of her feet on the stones that gave him a nervousness, which was only sharpened by the touch to his shoulder. So he looked, dragging his eyes away from the water and to something more pleasing. There she was with her LOOK ─ the one filled with a million little thoughts and details he couldn’t begin to imagine. His gravitational pull tended to work in the opposite direction of those around him. Until her, of course, and it was made more apparent in how he stopped taking breaths in, how his eyes widened a mere SMIDGEmore than usual. ‘ Oh shit ‘ he thought, trying not to give away the tremor in his bones because shit, shit, shit. Her body pressing and he could swear he felt the curves, the warmth, as she invaded his space.

                                                ‘ Peaches. Ya smell like ‘em peaches. ‘

N’ that was the final thought runnin’ through that mind of his, the man lettin’ out a sharp laugh as he sunk deep in the water. Muted, the world down here was quiet n’ peaceful, the cool water strong enough to take the tremble out of his hands but not the IDEA of her in his mind. Nah, nothin’ could be that strong. When he came back up for air he did with his grin, dumb as ever, not even pretending to glare in her direction. Should have seen it coming but he was too LOVESTRUCK to focus. ( But focus was never his strong suit ).

                     ❛ Shoulda known y’d pull some magic sorcery on me n’, shit, these were m’FORMAL boxers. Ya gonna give me a heart attack or the thing where ya can’t breathe good n’, alright, alright, get ya lil tushie in here, Miss Thing. ❜

Fez had doggie paddled his way to the edge of the pool and with an arm resting on the edge, he looked up at her, water dripping everywhere. She was too smart for him and if he reached for ANY limb, she’d be slipping out of his grasp. So maybe if he ASKED ?

      the  gleam  in  her  eyes  never  falters  ,  it  never  fades  even  as  his  body  sinks  into  the  dimly  lit  pool.  her  smile  becoming  even  more  sincere  as  he  comes  up.  for  several  moments  she  prayed  it  would  always  be  like  this.  free  spirits  with  lots  of  free  time. 

      she  looks  down  at  him,  laughter  evading  glossy  full  lips.  could  it  be  possible  ,  that  she  was  falling  for  him  .  even  more  so  than  previous.  pink  painted  toes  curl  and  scrape  the  cement  below her  as  she  watches  him  doggy paddle  over.  almost  prepared  for  him  to  grab  her  ankles  and pull  her  in.  

    but  fez,  was  a  gentlemen.  she  knew  that.  she  crouches  down  ,  knees  to  her  chest as  she  brings  herself  almost  eye level  to  him.  only  being  a  head  taller  than  him  as  she crouched  down.  eyes  soft  and  beckoning.  a  grin  ,  bright  and  cheery  on  her  features.  

      he  was  beautiful  ,  she  hadn’t  discovered  it  then.  but  it   was  moments  like   this  where  he  could  be  himself  that  she could  truly  see  his  beauty  .  “  don’t   go   havin’  heart  attacks  on  me.  I  can’t  lose you  ,  mr.  fez.”  she  purred  his  name ,  letting  it  roll  off  her  tongue  smooth  and  easy  .  a  hand  reaches  out  to  swipe  at  the  water   droplets  on  his  cheeks before  she  stood  up  and  jumped  in  behind  his  body. 

    screech  leaves  lips  as  the  cold  water  makes  contact  with  her  body.  letting  her  body  sink  to  the  bottom  ,  into  that  calming  quiet  place.  before  finally  kicking  off  the  pools  floor  and  reaching  the  surface  giving  a  small  gasp  for  it’s  air  as  she  reached  up  moving hair  from  her  face. a  smile  at  him.  

                        ❛ Imma be real mad if ya don’t bring that damn horsey megaphone around. Ya know how much shit I’d get into wit’that ? ❜ ( But she knew, of course she knew, or she wouldn’t have brought it up as a temptation for his goofy ass ).

But it was her comment ( and her calling him fezzy !, which he fuckin’ loved and was afraid to tell her in case she got weird n’ stopped, made his heart do somethin’ a Doc would call a heart attack inside his chest ) that made him look up, his grin big and dumb and wide, a finger pointing between the two of them. Who would have thought of all the ‘ under garments ‘ in the world, that they’d both have bright neon orange. And yet it made perfect sense, and he loved it, even if he didn’t really know what ‘ love ‘ was or if it applied to this scenario.

                     ❛ Shit girl, can’t believe we matchin’, like damn if that ain’t dope, I dunno what is. That like, made my day, ❜ he continued in his way, tone all lazy and syllabus soft, everything blending together. Things had CHANGED for him when he first met Cher. She was a bright mark in his otherwise cloudy vision and not that he was chalking her up to be some kind of miracle worker for him, he wasn’t, but he liked it, and he liked that he could see things better with her around. Maybe it was okay to feel like this, thought, maybe it was SAFE.

And he saw her scars but he didn’t say nothin’ cause it ain’t none of his business. ( But it was, wasn’t it ? Cause it did a fucked up thing inside his head ).

Fez’s left foot dunked itself into the pool to test the temperature, but even if it had been freezing fuckin’ cold, he would have gone in with her. Swim time was their time.

                 “  maybe  that’s  why  I  didn’t  bring  it  out --”  she  teased  and  tilted  her  head,  arms  crossing  over  her  chest.  eyebrows  raising  in  amusement.  “  yet  ,”  she  gave  that  100  mega  watt   smile  out  ,  a  series  of  giggles  leaving  her  mouth  at  the  image  of  fez  letting  horsey  sounds  out  at  people’s  windows  while  they  were  trying   to  sleep.  (  yet  it  was  definitely  something  she  wanted  to  do  with  him  !  ) 

        eyes  linger  on  his  grin  .  she  loves  when  he  smiles  .   it  was  contagious  when  he  grinned.  it  always  made  her  heart  skip  a  beat  and  those   damn  butterflies  flutter  in  her  stomach  for  a few  moments.  “  if  people  saw  us  ,  they’d  think  we  coordinate  matching  underwear .”   which  ,  usually  if  cher  found  cute  underwear  (  and  they  had  it   in  men’s )  she  bought  a  pair  for  him  .  but   this  time  they  didn’t  even  have  to  ask.  

       fez     to   cher    was  the  light   at   the  end  of  the  tunnel  she  found  herself  in  a  year  ago.  he  was   a   saving  grace  ,  she  couldn’t  chalk  it  all  up  to  meeting  him  though.  she  had  to  mentally  heal ,  physically  heal  from  all  the  abuse  she put  herself  through  .  depression  was  a  bitch . yet  ,  she  crawled  herself  up  through  the  hole ,  she  got  clean  .  and  she  leaned  on  fez  a lot  .   he  was  someone  she  could  relate  to  someone  she  could  talk  to .  someone  who  understood . their  friendship  came  with  loads  of  their  own  traditions  ,  but  as  summer  came  over  the  world  ,  swimming  was  always  their  favorite.  

        maybe  one  day  she’d  tell  him  everything  .   ever  last  bit   of  herself  till  there  was  nothing  left  but  her  vulnerability .  

     she  watched  him  test  the  water  and  a  mischievous  smirk  came  over  her  features . bringing  herself  closer  to  him  -  laying  a  hand  gently  on  his  shoulder  .  bringing  her  dark  eyes  to  his  .  she  gave  a  coy  smile.  head  tilting  .  she  gently  pressed  her  body  to  his.  her  hand  gently  moving over  his  skin  .  touching  delicately,  even  her  legs  brushing  against  his.