#amennie

The Bonnie here is based on some leaks from the following episodes, MAYBE The Mutiny to be specific.

Constantine Aurelius made his way home. It was raining nice and thick today, beating a curiously soothing tattoo on his umbrella. Thunder rumbled softly in the distance. Connie felt no need to hurry, though. The worst of the storm was projected to miss town, so he could walk with leisure.

He used the time to think on the next work he was conducting. It was another track from a video game, but he didn’t mind. The song itself……

“Glorious” didn’t even begin to cover it. Especially the beginning. As he replayed that portion over in his head, he glanced down an alleyway, for no real reason and-

And he stopped in his tracks. And stared.

“Ame?” he breathed.

Another one.

Amelia had fallen onto her knees, her only company being the pouring rain and the lifeless body lying in front of her.

She had killed another one.

She didn’t mean to. It was a spur of the moment thing: the man had realized what was happening to him and attempted to reach out for her, to try and pull her mask off. She panicked at the sight, sang her heart out, and-

…

She didn’t mean to.

It was never in her heart to fully drain a target’s life force. Never in her mind to kill anyone. .She just needed enough to bring back to the company, to at least meet their quotas on some level so she wouldn’t be punished for showing up empty handed. And now here she is again, hands tainted by murder.

“I have to..” she choked back a sob. “I have to...get rid of the body...”

Hands shaking, she pulled out her cellphone from her back pocket, entering a vague number onto her dialpad and sending a missed call to it. It was a number her company’s Sirens would ring should any trouble involving ‘evidence’ come up. They’d always handle the situation in case any of their employees made a mistake that would jeopardize their operations.

“I’m so sorry” she whispered.

This man probably had a family. Maybe a wife, and kids. A pet dog if he’s that kind of family guy. Friends, a nice job, a loving home. He probably had a lot to live for. And she took it all away from him.

She was so deep in her remorse that she didn’t notice the golden-haired man standing behind her.

Connie took in the situation in a glance: Ame, the body, the Siren wings. Oh god, not this. He strode over to her quickly, covering her with his umbrella. He stared down at the corpse, then at Ame. She hadn't moved. Not even a twitch.

“Ame….. what’re you doing?”

“My job.” she responded without thought. At this point she already knew who was speaking, but it didn’t matter right now.

Connie bit his lip. He started to think furiously. Multiple worries ran through his head, but one stayed paramount over the others.

He needed to get her out of here. But how?

The idea popped into his head. Will it work?, he wondered. He glanced back at Ame. There wasn’t any better options coming to him. Who Dares, Wins, sounded in his head as he moved to her right.

“Funny job, sitting in the rain,” he remarked casually. “But, right now…… you have another one to get done. Getting out of the rain.”

“I don’t want to.” she answered in a slightly irritated tone. “In fact, I think I’ll just wait here and get arrested.”

A sarcastic laugh escaped her lips.

“I hate this.”

He said nothing for a few moments. “I know.” He sat down next to her with a sigh. He said nothing, looking oddly serene.

Amelia raised a hand to wipe the raindrops from her nose and lips, hoping he didn’t notice there were actually tears dripping down underneath her mask.

“You shouldn’t be here. Body movers from my company will be here soon and I’ll be leaving after that.”

She prayed silently that he would just agree and leave, no questions asked. But knowing him…

Those are probably tears, he observed from the corner of his eye. He wasn’t entirely sure, but with the circumstances…. It was probably tears. He remained silent for a few moments after she spoke. Always looking after others before herself. Connie felt the corners of his mouth start to form a little smile. “I’m afraid I can’t do that,” he announced solemnly. He glanced at her. “I have to do my job.”

“Huh?”

Amelia felt the rain above her head stop pouring completely.

“Connie, don’t-”

She sighed when the man simply remained unmoving by her side, shielding her from the rain with his ridiculously large umbrella. She puffed up her cheeks for a moment, a little disappointed that she couldn’t get him to leave her alone.

But then she cracked a weak smile.

“Heh.” she began. “Funny job.”

“Not as funny as sitting in the rain” he smiled back. No matter how small it was, seeing her smile…… was a beautiful sight.

“Ame…..” he said softly. “I….” the words faltered. He sighed, looked away for a bit. Then he looked back.

“I love you. No matter what those bastards make you do.”

A sudden blush crossed Amelia’s face, causing her to quickly turn away.

Oh my god.

She managed to let out an awkward laugh, and after noticing Connie’s very confused expression, she stopped, embarrassed. She still wasn’t used to hearing those words from anyone other than her sister, so it was natural for her to be so flustered. A moment of silence passed before they began laughing together at how stupid it was.

Even with her mask on, and leftover raindrops still dripping from her hair to her face, he could tell that she had stopped crying.

“Thanks.” she reached back to release thok of her mask, taking it off and allowing her wings to fade away. There she is; the beautiful nerd that Connie was so attracted to.

“-loveyoutoo” she whispered nervously, trying not to giggle. After taking a deep breath to clear her mind, and one more glance at her latest victim, she turned her attention to Connie, ready to get up and leave.

It felt good to laugh like that. He watched as she took off her mask, wondering again at just how beautiful she was. Like that isn’t corny, he grinned to himself. He actually grinned when he caught those whispered words. He stood up and stretched, then looked down at Ame, still grinning. “Now, let’s get out of this rain, hm? Head home and make a nice cup of tea?”

“Sounds great.” she reached for his hand when he offered it, like the gentleman he is, and carefully got back up onto her feet, knees sore from sitting in the position she did the whole time.

Connie gave her hand a gentle squeeze, then set off out of the alley. He assumed that Ame had taken care of the body, so he put that worry from his mind. He made his way through town to his apartment, making small talk with Ame along the way. After climbing the stairs to his place, he opened the door and gestured for her to enter. “After you, madam.”

She chuckled, swearing to god that he had to be the last existing gentleman on Earth. Kicking her shoes off to put to the side, she took a step inside-

-forgetting the extra step at the doorway.

She tripped over it and fell face-first onto the wooden floorboard, groaning in pain when she lifted her face off the surface, rubbing her nose. Knowing she’d just embarrassed herself in front of Connie again, she hurried into the living room, shoulders and back hunched to hopefully hide her shame for her poor performance in such a simple task of climbing one step.

Connie rushed after her, putting comforting hands on Ame’s shoulders. “You okay, sweetie? You need and ice pack?” Without waiting for an answer, he guided her to the couch and sat her down there before striding into the kitchen, going to the freezer and grabbing the icepack, then rushing back to her side

She couldn’t even answer his questions, he just seemed to move instinctively and brought her the ice pack anyways, not that she actually needed it.

“Uh- thanks but, I don’t...really need iT-!?” she blushed again when Connie narrowed the distance between their faces to carefully rub the ice pack against her nose, making sure it wasn’t bruising or anything.

“I’m fine, I’m fine!” she grabbed his wrists to stop him. “T-tea! Mmm, wow! I could go for that cup of tea now!”

She was flustered, face red and heart beating furiously.

Connie was so focused on making sure Ame was okay that he didn’t notice her blushing. At first. Once she had him restrained and he noticed what she said, he saw the blush on her face. He grinned slightly. “You know you look cute when you're flustered right?”

“TEA-!” Amelia continued, raising her voice to hide her embarrassment.

“I could- really- GO FOR SOME TEA-” she eventually surrendered and sank into the couch, burying her face in her hands as Connie refused to move out of the way for her to get up and go to the kitchen.

“Dammit Connie.”

Even through all the fluster, she found herself smiling like a total idiot.

Connie chuckled warmly and stood up. “You know you love me,” he called teasingly as he walked back into the kitchen. Humming a little tune, he got out the mugs and set them on the counter, then turned his attention towards making the brew. He walked out a few minutes later, the mugs in his hands. “Here ya go,” he said, giving Ame her mug.

“Why thank you, kind sir.” she spoke in a sing-song tone, pulling the mug close to her lips and taking in the gentle whiff of Earl Grey. This man certainly had good taste, that’s for sure. She took a sip, gazing out the window to see that the rain had gotten heavier.

Ugh.

She wasn’t going to be able to walk home at this rate, and it was already way too late to go around looking for a cab.

“You mind if I stayed the night?”

Connie took a sip of his tea, savoring the flavor and warmth as it went down. He glanced out the window once Ame asked her question. He quickly reached the same conclusion. “Of course you can stay. Be rather rude to just toss you back out their after tea, no?” He smiled softly as he sipped again.

“And rude doesn’t suit you.” she chuckled, taking another sip before setting the cup down  on the coffee table.

“....mind if I-” she coughed. “Borrow your clothes or something then-” pass

He chuckled with her. “Rudeness has never really been my style.” He listened to her question as it finally dawned on him that her clothes were probably soaked. “Of course! I’ll go see if I can find something that’ll fit.” He also set his cup down before heading off to his room.

When he came back with a plain blue T-shirt and shorts in hand, she could already tell they were a tad bit oversized. The look on Connie’s face had ‘I’m sorry’ written all over it as well. She accepted it nonetheless, and headed into the bathroom to change.

It took a while for her to adjust the pants so that it wouldn’t keep falling, but she managed, and stepped out of soon after.

“...this is a T-shirt??” she questioned, tugging on the bottom that covered up nearly the entire shorts she was wearing.

Connie simply responded with a “yes”.

“Oh.” she tried to keep the pants from falling, occasionally holding onto it as she made her way back to the living room to flop back down onto the couch, letting out a relaxed sigh.

“I’ll be sleeping on the couch then!” she smiled, grabbing the fluffy white pillows that leaned against the armrest.

Connie was squeeing internally the moment she came back. She just looked so…… damn… cute. He honestly just wanted to give her a hug right there just because of the cuteness. It actually took him a few seconds before registering what she said. “Wait what?  No you're not! You’re going to be sleeping in my bed. I’ll get the couch. You deserve the rest more than I do. Especially after today.”

“WH- NO- I-I-I couldn’t possibly-” she drew a breath, hugging the pillow close. “I’M TAKING THE COUCH, IT’S COMFORTABLE ENOUGH.”

She lay down on the couch, burying her face in one of the extra pillows to muffle a scream.

She should have just found another way to head home, but here she is, embarrassed to hell by the charming man that sat beside her. pass

Connie was having none of it. Without even saying a word, he stood up, walked over to the couch, and rolled her over. “I’m sorry, but you’re not sleeping out here. Not on my watch” He picked her up bridal style, and carried her to his bedroom.

“coNNIE-”

Before she knew it she was carried into the room and placed onto his single bed in the corner.

“I’m serious! I’m fine with the couch, you don’t have to-”

And then he stared at her with his arms-crossed-it’s-for-your-own-good-young-missy look. She knew there was no changing his mind now, so she sighed and lay down, pouting at him before pulling the blankets over her head.

“If you ever sleepover at my place, you get the couch too.” she said in a muffled voice.

He shrugs. “Sounds fair to me” He starts to walk out of the room-

Then the idea struck him.

He blushed a little at it. It was a good idea but… they’ve never done it before. Not like it's anything dirty either, he told himself. He sighed, and turned back around, walking to the bed. “A compromise, then.” He waited till Amelia peeped out of the blankets. “We…… um…… we um….” he scratched the back of his head, the blushing getting worse.

“We could….. Sleep together….. If you like.” Pass

Amelia let out a small gasp and buried her face into the pillow to let out another muffled scream, face burning up like a furnace. It took a few seconds of silence for things to calm down before she finally responded with a tiny “okay”, wiggling aside to give him some space to climb in, but still refusing to turn away from the wall to face him.

Connie gulped, feeling his face burning. Now I know how it feels. With a timid slowness, he got into the bed with her. With the limited space, he was practically spooning her. There was no good place to put his arms, he put one over her waist. He felt like screaming like Ame.

Yet……. He couldn’t deny it felt……. Nice.

“G-g-good-” she bit her lip to stop her stuttering. “Good night-”

“G-good night A-ame,” he stuttered back. “I….. I l-l-love you.” God this was so awkward….. Yet having her this close, in his arms…… He couldn't tell what he felt exactly. A whole whirlpool of emotions was his best guess.

He sighed and closed his eyes. But sleep wouldn't come easy.

A few hours later, and the two were sound asleep. Ame had turned around in her sleep, so that their noses were almost touching.

It’d make a nice surprise in the morning.

Added that last bit in cause I’m trash. XD