"Phil, what did I tell you about letting Mutsy up on the couch." A young girl sighed as she got home from work late on afternoon on what appeared to be any normal day. Her long-term boyfriend sat on the couch with their year old pitbull sprawled out beside him. She had warned him many times before to not let him on the furniture.
"He's not doing any harm." The man scoffed, "How was work?" He asked her as she just hmm'd, not having much to say about the W place.
Their love was simple, but so strong and peaceful. April Jeanette Mendez had met Phillip Jack Brooks (or Punk to his close relatives and her) at a music festival. She was with her friends, he was with his, they sort of collided, and that was the end of it. The rest was history as you could say. At first their relationship was on and off as her ex decided to back back into town, which gave Punk the impression that his time was up, but she wasn't ready to let go of a man so wonderful and kind as him. She loved him unconditionally.
"I made a sale today." She smiled, taking a seat down next to him as he wrapped his arm around her.
"Yeah?" Punk smiled, "On what?" He asked.
"Just a laptop." She shrugged. She worked in the tech department of a store selling laptops, phones and TV's. She was extremely insecure about her job, as she viewed it as very low class and unworthy of even speaking about, but her boyfriend always made sure he was showing interest. Despite what she thought, he knew that she actually used her brain way more than he probably did when she was working. She was incredible with technology. She came in handy when an appliance stopped working in their home.
"Just a laptop?" Punk repeated, "Good for you, babe." He kissed the side of her head. He wished she acknowledged the hard work she really put into her work. Just because it wasn't well paid or exciting, didn't mean it wasn't a good job. She'd always told him she just got confused and overwhelmed when she was young, and opted out on going to college and heading straight into employment.
"What about you? What did you and Mutsy get up to today?" She smiled, scratching their dog's head with a smile.
"Well, we went for a run. I went and seen my sister, and then came back and done nothing." Punk said.
"Sounds exciting." She nodded sarcastically. It was his day off and she knew he liked to laze around on his days off. He worked as a personal trainer for the remaining six days a week. While she done a lot more technical and mental work, he was constantly on his feet and being physical.
Their relationship was very relaxed and chilled, and it had been from the start. They were both so comfortable with one another, and both believed were destined to be with one another. They moved in with one another into a flat after a year of dating. And took that big step also to becoming doggy parents. Both of them were dog lovers, but especially AJ.
"Where did you run too?" AJ asked him.
"Just the usual." Punk said, "Down the beach front, back up and round the city. The normal route." He said as AJ nodded.
"Well… I would have loved to join you. You know how much I love to see you sweat." She smirked as he laughed.
"Oh, I know." He smiled, leaning down and pressing a kiss on her cheek, the kiss travelling down her jaw and into the curve of her neck, "I know very well." He smiled as she giggled at his whispery breath over her neck, sending goosebumps up her spine.
He stood up from the couch, taking her with him, picking her up like a feather has her legs clutched around him tightly.
Mutsy the brown pitbull came trotting behind the couple to attempt to go into the bedroom where he normally slept, but was shut out by the door, taking a seat outside it, his tail waggling as he eventually got bored and headed away into the kitchen for a drink.
"That was rather early for us." AJ admitted a few hours later, lying in bed on her stomach as Punk lay on his back beside, "Not even had dinner yet." She said with shock.
Their sex life had been nothing but amazing since the minute they first slept with one another, which Punk could still remember like yesterday. Her shy and timid actions caused from her trust issues from previous relationships. It broke his heart at the time, but he'd watched her become more and more comfortable with him, to the point where she was just completely crazy between the sheets. Literally.
"I can go pick us up something, if you like." Punk turned on his side, resting his head on his hand, "Unless you want to to cook." He said.
He could never imagine being without her now that he knew her and was with her every day. He wanted this woman for the rest of his life. He wanted to eventually marry her, and raise a family with her. He wanted to just make her happy. That was his only goal.
"I don't know if I can be bothered cooking." AJ groaned, "I think you should just go get us a pizza." She grinned to him as he nodded, feeling her hand beginning to stroke him under the covers unexpectedly.
"I-I thought you wanted me to-" He rolled his eyes at her touch.
"I do." She smiled, "But not right now." She pushed him flat on his back, straddling his hips and lining himself up with her, sliding down onto his length as her fists clenched.
"Oh, fuck yeah." Punk groaned, "Fuck, baby. You feel amazing." He groaned as she began moving her hips up and down whilst he met her thrusts with his own powerful ones, thrusting up into her to get as deep as he could. There was no doubt about it, they were inseparable and never without one another.
"Oh, yeah." AJ moaned, teasing her breasts with her own hands as she shut her eyes in pure bliss, "Oh, baby it feels so good." AJ gasped, her breath being taken away by the intense pleasure. He made her feel like no one else could. No one could love her like he did. He was her one and only forever.
Around an hour later, Punk had gotten up and showered, heading on out to go pick up dinner for them whilst AJ enjoyed a shower, getting out and putting on some old clothes, making up their messy bed and heading on out into the kitchen where Mutsy was, lying under the kitchen table whining.
"What is it, Mutsy?" AJ asked, frowning slightly, "What's wrong?" She asked her dog who continued to whine in fear of something, something AJ just didn't know about.
"Is it daddy you miss?" She smiled, "He'll be back soon." She nodded as if talking to a child, but the dog continued to whine loudly under the table, howling almost as AJ just rolled her eyes. Sometimes he did just cry for no reason and it was very irritating.
"Ok, Mutsy that's enough. C'mon come sit with me." She said, patting her thigh as Mutsy scuttered on all fours and followed her into the living room. Whatever he was whining about, she was sure it was nothing.
"How long is that gonna be, pal?" Punk asked the man in the pizza place taking his order over the counter.
"Ten, fifteen minutes." The man estimated as Punk nodded.
"Alright, I'm gonna jump over to the store across the road. I'll only be a second." Punk said.
"No worries." The man nodded as Punk left their usual pizza place that they ordered and collected from, running across the road and jumping into the store to get some soda, dog food and envelopes that AJ had requested. The soda was just for their fridge as they were running low, the dog food was for Mutsy who had ran out tonight after having his dinner, and the envelopes were for AJ to send away letters to her brother who was overseas serving in the military. She wrote to him every month, and had only realised last night when writing out her monthly letter to him, that she had ran out of envelopes. Her brother meant the world to her. After all, he was all she had left.
He quickly paid for the limited supplies and began running across the road, pausing in the middle as a loud shake paused him in his tracks. He looked around him, knowing that it wasn't just a shake that would disappear. In fact, the loud shake was then followed by extremely loud screams from the beach front which was just down the road from their flat, and then he seen it.
He dropped his shopping items as they crashed on the ground, looking on at the biggest wave he'd ever seen, watching it reach the height of thousands of story flats, not having anywhere to run to or go, his mind telling him to run home, thinking of his girlfriend, but by the time he began running, the destructive tsunami had already rolled over him, and he found him struggling for his life like never before.
"Do you know if she's out there?" A voice echoed from around the fire whilst Punk sat on a log, water still at ankle level, his beautiful city of Chicago no longer beautiful but destroyed into pieces, thousands dead, and thousands missing, including his girlfriend.
"I don't know." Punk shrugged to the people he had met on this journey and life changing experience, "I don't know if she's out there, if she's alive or if she's… dead." Punk shrugged, "I don't know." He whispered, looking down at the ground. The thought of his girlfriend being out there, hurt or injured, or even worse, dead, was just too much. It made him feel sick.
It felt unreal. It felt like a movie. It didn't seem real. Had this really happened? Was he really sitting round a fire with survivors like him as they told him about each of their missing family members, in the middle of a ruined and destroyed city that floated in nothing but water. It had been two days since the tsunami hit the city, and in those two days he hadn't came across AJ. He wondered if he ever would.
A/N: Guess it's sort of different. It felt strange writing a story and having Punk and AJ knowing each other from the very first chapter. Normally I go through the process of them meeting first, but I thought what the heck, the story doesn't need it. Hope you all will enjoy and stick around to read through Punk and AJ's journey to finding one another again. It won't be easy. Let me tell you that.
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