A/N: Morning/evening/yadayadayada!
I have been up for the last four hours or so, finishing off this one, because as usual, I couldn't bloody sleep (what a fkn surprise), and I actually fell asleep last night while thinking that I needed to finish the chapter.
I wish I could say something like "I'm actually out of chapters, so I don't know when I'll post the next one", but then I'd be turning myself into a hypocrite, because I'd just be back here tomorrow posting another one...ha!
So, here we have more artsy stuff, a minor Goo Warning™, a cameo by one KFF, and dinner Chez Gina.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Skins. I want to lay on top of a double-decker bus and watch the stars... All typos, blah blah blah...
The late afternoon sun was casting an orange glow into the windows of Naomi's sanctuary, as the blonde sat in front of the red and yellow painting. As had occurred previously, Naomi had the duvet around her shoulders, and Emily in her arms, keeping her warm.
"How did you paint this? I know you said you don't remember painting it, but...technique wise. You haven't used brushes, here." Emily asked.
"No, I didn't. I used a palette knife. It basically pushes the paint across the canvas... Very handy for doing solid lines, if you need to." Naomi explained. "Or, as you can see... Finer detail, if you are good enough at it."
"Hard to master? Because... This is fairly detailed in some places."
"How do you know?"
Emily laughed. "I took pictures, remember? Jesus, babe, that must have been one hell of an orgasm, if you can't recall."
"What can I say? These are rather magic..." Naomi replied, softly kissing Emily's fingers.
"Cheeky."
"Yes." Naomi smirked. "So...you have looked at the pictures you took of it?"
"In the short time I had at home this afternoon before I came around, yes. They're on my laptop."
Naomi stood up and kissed Emily's temple softly, before wriggling out of the duvet and going to get Emily's laptop from the bedside table.
"What are you doing?" Emily asked, as Naomi re-entered the sanctuary, placing the laptop on the bench.
"You'll learn that I'm a very visual person, Ems." Naomi smiled, as Emily stepped close to the blonde, allowing her to slide her arms around her waist. She kissed the redhead slowly, pulling her body close.
"Hmm. I have kind of figured that out for myself..." Emily replied.
"So... Show me the photos you took of my painting." Naomi said, turning to open the laptop. Emily turned it on and the two waited for it to start up, as Naomi's fingertips gently brushed against her naked stomach. Emily gave a soft, appreciative moan as soft kisses were placed across her shoulders, and slid her hand down Naomi's arm, spreading her fingers and threading them through hers. She shivered slightly, lips pressing gently against the back of her neck as her laptop reverted to it's desktop state. She snuck her hand out from under the duvet, and clicked on a folder labelled "Naomi's Artwork", which held a series of six images. She clicked on the first one, and Naomi's hand rested on the keyboard by the arrow keys.
The first image was a full shot of the entire painting, and as she looked at it, Naomi rested her head on Emily's shoulder. "Am I able to zoom in on this?" She asked.
"Yes... I take them at a high resolution... You capture a lot more detail that way." Emily replied, as she moved a ring over the trackpad, selecting the magnifying tool. "What area did you have in mind?"
"This one." Naomi answered, indicating an area in the middle of the photo. Emily selected it, and it enlarged on the screen. Naomi leaned in closer, peering carefully at the image, taking in every detail. An idea came to her, then, and she closed her eyes briefly, allowing the idea to fill her mind. She exhaled slowly before speaking again. "Can you teach me the basics of this program? How to... Move through the photos...zoom...select?"
"Of course I can! Why do you ask?" Emily replied.
"I...want to make art, from the art you made, of my art." Naomi said, softly.
"...Come again?"
"Later for that." Naomi smirked. "I painted something. You photographed it, which makes it art."
"But, it's a photograph."
Naomi sighed, and softly kissed Emily's neck. "Forget the boundaries, Emily. It's all art, photography is just a different discipline."
"Ok. Forgetting the boundaries...right." The redhead replied.
"I've been trying to think of a way which would allow us to work together. Now, looking at these photos..." She said, flicking through the six images one by one, "I think I've found it. And not just for this image, either. You photographed my painting. You even took different types of shots. Those close-ups... They gave me the idea. I want to experiment with it, I want to take the images you capture of my art, and find the parts of them that grab us... And then focus on those, and paint it again. As though it were consistently zooming in on itself."
Emily took Naomi's words in, and exhaled slowly. "Amazing." She whispered. "Your mind, Naomi. I can't get over how brilliant it is in your approach to this."
"Brilliant?"
"Oh, yes. It's so different to what I expected."
Naomi turned Emily around to face her. "What did you expect?"
Emily stared into Naomi's blue eyes. "I never expected you to want to do this with me. You know I don't think I'm that good at it."
Naomi smiled. "You're not allowed to say that around me anymore, ok? I don't want to hear it. You do have talent, Emily. And it's as gorgeous as you are. It grabs at me, but it is tugging too tentatively at the creativeness inside me. I'm asking you to wrench at it and shake it to pieces, leaving it breathless and wanting more."
"Is this you encouraging me, or trying to get me back into bed?" Emily asked.
"Ah..." Naomi laughed, "I guess it could be seen as both, but then you are naked in my arms, babe."
Emily buried her head in Naomi's shoulder, holding her close. "I don't know how you can manage to make a creative idea sound so..."
Naomi cleared her throat. "Erotic?"
"Yeah." The redhead replied. "You amaze me, so much."
"We amaze each other." Naomi whispered, leaning in and kissing Emily softly. When she pulled back, Emily gazed at Naomi, the orange glow of the sunlight causing her hair to take on a more golden tone.
"I...think we should get dressed." Emily said, biting her bottom lip.
"What? Why? I like it when you're naked." Naomi grinned.
"Oh, believe me, I thoroughly enjoy you being naked, too... But the light outside... Look at it. I want to take some photos of the bus, if that's alright." Emily explained.
"Emily, you don't need to ask my permission... I'd love you to." The blonde replied, kissing the tip of Emily's nose.
The two got dressed, and Emily took her camera out of her satchel, slinging the strap around her neck. They stepped off the bus, and Emily took a quick survey of the surroundings.
"I want to get it in this light...and also earlier in the day..." She said, holding her camera, almost ready to take aim. She kneeled a few metres from the front of the bus, and took a few shots, as Naomi sat on the steps and watched the redhead, taking in her expressions and lingering wonder at the spectacle that she had created out of her home.
Yet she could not help looking at Emily through artist's eyes, taking in the form of her body, watching her as she waved around the bus in such a childlike manner, capturing the small details that adorned the old metal panels and the windows. Naomi found herself as mesmerised as Emily had been while she watched her perform, as the redhead pointed her lens at the corner of the frame of one of the windows that Naomi had painted with tiny red and yellow flowers. A surge went through her as she watched Emily run her fingers along the delicate paintwork, a spark of admiration; she was seeing Emily interact with something that had come from her soul, and she couldn't help but fall for the innocent way in which she interacted with Naomi's art.
"...from across the road?" Came Emily's voice, piercing through the fog of thought that Naomi found herself in.
She shook her head to clear it. "I'm sorry, what did you say?"
"I said... The light is almost gone, should I take a few shots from across the road?" Emily repeated. "Where did you go, babe?"
Naomi looked around and realised that, indeed, Emily was right, and the light was quickly disappearing as the sun set. She smiled at Emily. "They are your pictures, hun. It you feel you should get some from over the road, then, by all means." She answered, gesturing towards the road.
Emily gave Naomi a shy smile, and then, checking for traffic, walked over the road and faced the bus, focusing her lens on the middle "E" of the word "FREEDOM" that was splashed in such vivid rainbow colours over the side of it. She took a couple of shots at the distance she was standing, and then came back over the road, standing at the back end of the bus, standing almost side on to it, and taking a shot. Emily was concentrating on her subject so much, that she did not see Naomi leaning against the front corner of the bus. Emily walked to the front of the bus, by which time Naomi had quickly moved out of sight. She then took a last shot which mirrored the previous one, before switching her camera off. The redhead walked around back to the footpath and saw Naomi sitting with her chin resting on her hands, watching her intently.
"See something you like?" Emily smirked, walking towards the blonde, letting her camera rest against her chest.
"It's fascinating watching you take pictures." Naomi replied, softly, as Emily sat down next to her.
"I'm not sure how...but then I know that you see things differently to how I do, so... I can understand. I think." Emily replied.
Before Naomi could respond, the front door opened, and Gina poked her head out. "Evening, girls!"
"Hi, Gina." Emily smiled, turning to face the older woman.
"Hey, mum." Naomi replied.
"Just thought I would let you know that I'm making dinner. You are welcome to stay of course, Emily, if you would like to."
"I would love to, Gina, thank you."
"What are you whipping up tonight, mum?" Naomi asked.
"Pumpkin soup, with avocado, spinach and mushroom panini's for dipping."
"That sounds amazing!" Emily smiled.
"Sounds great, mum."
"Alright, then. It'll be ready by about six, so you have plenty of time for sha-"
"Mum!" Naomi exclaimed, cutting her off as her cheeks began to turn pink. She flicked her eyes towards Emily, in a gesture that clearly meant 'not now!'.
"Alright, alright... I'll give you a shout about five minutes beforehand." Gina chuckled, as she pulled her head back inside and shut the door.
Naomi groaned softly, running her fingers throb her hair and rolling her eyes.
"She was totally going to say shagging, wasn't she?" Emily giggled.
"However did you guess that?" Naomi smirked, standing up. "Come on..." She said, taking Emily's hands and pulling her up with her, "I've got the perfect place to watch the rest of the sunset."
Emily followed Naomi back inside, and the blonde led her back upstairs to the sanctuary, and to the compartment that held the ladder leading to the roof. She opened it, and reached up to unlatch the hatch, pushing it upwards until it fell onto the roof itself with a loud thump.
"After you." Naomi smiled, gesturing for Emily to climb up. Emily handed the blonde her camera, and then, rung by rung, she climbed up the ladder and onto the top of the bus, seeing a much wider view of the street around her, and the setting sun in the distance. She reached back down into the hatch, and Naomi passed her the camera, which she slung over her neck once more and watched, as Naomi hoisted herself upwards and stepped onto the roof, walking around Emily and sitting behind her, placing her legs either side of the redhead's, and wrapping her arms around her waist. She leaned backwards, relaxing into Naomi's body, feeling the familiarity of her chin as it nestled into her shoulder.
Emily turned on her camera, and focused her lens on the sunset, and Naomi sat still as she took a couple of shots. When she lowered the camera, Naomi gently kissed the side of her neck. "Get one of us, too?" She whispered. Emily carefully turned the camera around so the lens was face them, and just as she pressed the shutter, Naomi gently turned Emily's head and placed her lips to hers, kissing her slowly. Emily carefully kept her grip on the camera, unconsciously pressing the shutter a few more times as the kiss between them deepened, and then finally placed it beside them as the kiss descended into rather a heated snog.
Naomi groaned softly as Emily began to kiss down her neck. "Em... We're kind of..."
The window to Effy's room opened and Katie stuck her head out. "OI, Lezzers! Doesn't Naomi have a bed in that bus, for that sort of thing?" She called out, a joking tone to her voice. Emily squeaked and buried her head in Naomi's shoulder, as Katie began to laugh.
"Don't worry, Katie. A free show isn't on the cards." Naomi laughed, in reply. "C'mon, babe." She kissed the top of Emily's head, and began to stand up, picking up Emily's camera, and helping Emily to her feet. Katie smirked at the blush on Emily's cheeks, and watched as Naomi descended down into the bus, Emily handing down her camera, carefully descending after her. The last thing she heard was a high pitched squeal, followed by a series of giggles, as Naomi's hand came out of the hatch and groped around the air for its handle, before slamming it closed. Katie shook her head, laughing as she shut the window.
"I think that was payback for this morning..." Naomi giggled, as Emily placed her camera on the workbench and pulled her through the sanctuary and into the bedroom.
The redhead drew Naomi into her arms and wrapped them tightly around her body, holding her close. "I love this." She whispered. "How we just...match up so perfectly. How time doesn't matter when I'm with you."
"It feels good." Naomi replied.
"Yeah." Emily said.
"Lie down with me?" Naomi asked. Emily kissed her softly and led her to the blonde's double bed, where they both lay together, snuggled up in each other's arms. Emily stroked her fingers through Naomi's fringe as the blonde stared into her eyes. She leaned in and kissed the redhead softly, relishing the warm sensation of their lips pressed up against each other.
Naomi leaned her head against Emily's and exhaled softly. "I'm so glad you are here with me." She said, quietly. "I can tell you are, too."
"How?" Emily asked.
Naomi stared deep into Emily's eyes. "You seem much happier than you were when we met up in the club... I know you were upset, but... I guess it's your eyes. They seem so much brighter than they were. I notice it more every time I'm with you."
"Oh, Naoms..." Emily murmured, kissing her softly. "You're very observant, aren't you?"
Naomi smiled. "I am, but it's something I've been doing for a long time."
"Well, yeah... But I just..don't know how you see it."
"Baby..." Naomi whispered, "It's there, believe me. They light up more every time I see you. It changes every day. What was bothering you that night is so far from your mind, now."
"I've had a good distraction." Emily replied.
"I make a difference?"
Emily kissed Naomi softly. "You know you do, Naoms." She said. "You amaze me so much. Not only that, you've grown on me quite a bit."
"As you have on me." Naomi replied. "I think you could be someone who changes my life."
"I think you are already changing mine. You're teaching me to see things I never thought about before."
"Have you never studied your own photography?" Naomi asked.
Emily shrugged. "I guess not. I usually just make sure they aren't blurry, but I've never... Looked at them the way you do. You see things that I don't, for whatever reason."
"Can I ask... Why did you stick with it? I mean... You said you studied it in college, but... I just curious as to why you kept it up."
"I like documenting things. I thought about photojournalism at one point, but I didn't pursue it, because at the time I didn't have my camera. I saved for it, for months. When I finally got it, I took a few photos at a few pub gigs. Just for my own enjoyment, really. At the time I got the camera, I was working a well paid job at a photo lab. The work was mostly digital, editing, touching up images... And then... Charly left."
"Oh." Naomi said, softly.
"She left, and I fell apart. I crumbled, had a minor breakdown. I moved in with Katie briefly, but I couldn't handle working, so I had to quit my job at the photo lab. When I was well enough to work again a couple of months later, I wasn't able to get my job back, because they had filled the position. It was a shame, because I loved it. So, I ended up working for the council."
"I see."
"There's more, though. I stopped taking photos for a while."
"Why?" Naomi asked.
"Because..." Emily replied, before pausing. She gave a soft sigh and continued. "Charly was the one who used to encourage me. She didn't know that much about imagery, nowhere near as much as you. But, she could see that I loved it and it made me happy, and she wanted me to be happy. Or at least, that's what she said..."
"Hey..." Naomi said, pulling Emily close. "Is in the past, yeah? I didn't-"
"You haven't upset me."
"How did you know that's what I was going to say?"
Emily shrugged. "Instinct, I guess. I feel good, being with you. Better than I have in a long time, you are right. You make a difference to my life, and not even talking about my cheating bitch of an ex can dampen the way I feel."
"Well...enough about her. I know it just have been hard for you when she left... When I caught Alicia out, I didn't have the best few months afterwards... I spent a lot of time to start with, wondering where my life was going. I knew I couldn't be part of a work-a-day world, it just isn't in my blood." Naomi explained. "I buried myself in paint, quite literally. I'd wake up everyday, paint for hours until it was late, and then go to sleep. The result is what you see all around you... I've been painting this old girl on and off for the past couple of years."
"Sort of like...your life's work?"
Naomi smiled. "I guess you could put it like that. I had the odd show to do here and there, and then, for a while, Effy and I just nicked off and lived in the bus for a few months. She helped me process what happened with Alicia, get it sorted out in my head. When we came back, Effy stayed with Gina for a while, and I went off to do some shows... And then I came back just over a month ago, when I realised I needed to get the brakes sorted."
"About Effy... Has she lived here long?"
"She's been my friend for a long time. Gina treats her like her own daughter. Her and Anthea, Effy's mother... They're good friends. She asked Gina to look after Effy while she was off overseas, because she was a bit wild when we were younger. She's had a few mental health issues... She's always been a bit different, she knows things. It's hard to explain, and it an be off-putting for some people. But to those of us who know her, she's a very special person."
"I see." Emily replied.
"Gina insisted that she always had a place in her home. Completely like Gina, of course. Years ago she got into this whole communal living thing... There were always people in her house, some of whom were a bit sketchy. One of them even stole the TV in my room!" The blonde explained.
"Oh, god!" Emily laughed. "I bet that was frustrating."
"Yeah, but in hindsight, I could see it was because Gina is such a generous person. She's given me a home when I needed it, when most parents wouldn't care. She's done the same for Effy. Family is everything to her. It was just me and her when I was growing up, and I'm very grateful that she loves me as much as she does."
"You are lucky to have her for a mother." Emily said, smiling.
"I think she'd adopt you, if she could." Naomi grinned.
"What?"
"I was serious when I told you that she likes you. She sees how good you are for me."
"My mother would hate you on sight, I'm afraid." Emily frowned.
"I can be pretty charming!"
Emily half-smiled. "I know you can, babe. But she would hate you on sight because you are a girl."
"Oh." Naomi replied.
"Us Fitch kids could do what we liked, so long as it conformed to Jenna's socially acceptable ideals." Emily explained. "Which didn't include announcing at the age of seventeen that you are gay."
"And she's still less than accepting?"
"I've been persona non grata at Casa del Fitch ever since."
"Your dad is ok though, right?" Naomi enquired.
Emily smiled. "My dad is wonderful. He loves us kids no matter what. It didn't matter to him that I liked girls. I was still his daughter, and it didn't change anything."
"You still see him?"
"Yes. We see each other regularly. He has a gym here, and one in Liverpool. He comes down on business every month, and always makes an effort to see Katie and I." Emily said.
"I'm glad." Naomi replied. "My dad nicked off not long after I was born. Mum said it was because he couldn't handle fatherhood. He just... Walked out one day and never came back."
"That's awful." Emily whispered, as she snuggled closer to Naomi. "Do you think about him at all?"
"Sometimes... I wonder what I'd say to him, you know... If I ever met him. And then, other times..." She shrugged. "I'm just glad I have Gina and the rest of my extended family. They may not be blood related, but they mean a lot to me."
"So... Effy, of course, but, who else?"
"There's Cook... He hung around in the same group with me and Effy in college. Same with Freddie, although Freds was more Cook's mate, but he's still a good guy, when he's not giving Eff puppy dog eyes... He's being wanting her for years." Naomi explained.
"Ha... I think he'll have to fight Katie for her." Emily laughed.
"Are they...?"
"I'm not completely sure. She wouldn't tell me outright, but just from the way she speaks about her, there's something going on there, I think. I think it's been inevitable. She's never been this shaken by someone." Emily said, quietly. "And when she grabs onto something she wants...she doesn't let go easily. I should know, I've had bruises from when she would fight with me in shops over shoes."
"Seriously?"
"They were purple leopard print stilettos."
Naomi laughed. "Oh, god. So the boots she wore to the festival weren't just a one-off, then?"
"No... She wears so much of it, if she went to Africa, lost baby leopards would crowd around her as if they were her own children."
Naomi laughed, as she pictured a terrified Katie, in the midst of a pack of fumbling, bumbling leopard cubs. "That's rather amusing." She replied. Emily's brow furrowed as she got a mental picture, and then stared laughing as well.
Naomi heard a knock at the bus door downstairs, and groaned. She kissed Emily on the forehead, and got up, walking to the window and opening it, before sticking her head out of the bus, to see Effy standing at the door. "What's up, Eff?"
"Food is on, if you two are decent." Effy smirked, looking up.
"Oh, right. Is Katie still here?"
"No, she had to go. It's just you two, me, and Gina."
"Ok. We'll be down in a sec." Naomi replied, and shut the window. She turned back to Emily who was sitting up and stretching her arms, making an adorable little squeak as she did so. "Dinner is ready. Katie went home, though."
"Yeah, Jersey Shore is on, she never misses it." Emily replied, as she stood up.
"Oh, god! Seriously?" Naomi laughed.
"Uh huh."
"God. It's so fake, though. You need a personality bypass just to watch it."
"OI! Cheeky... That's my sister you're talking about." Emily laughed, as they went down the compact staircase.
Naomi pulled Emily into her arms and held her close. "Sorry, hun." She said, kissing her softly. "I just don't think much of the show, that's all."
"It's ok. Deep down inside, Katie is more or less normal. She just... Puts on a bit of an act, I suppose. It's her defense mechanism."
"Oh, I see."
The two went outside, and Naomi locked up the bus before they went inside Gina's house. Emily caught the delicious aroma that met her nose as they walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table.
"Hello, you two!" Gina smiled, as she turned from a large pot of soup on the stove. "Have a seat. Effy, could you be the spoons out of the drawer?"
"Sure, Gina." Effy replied, standing up to fulfil her request.
Emily and Naomi sat down next to each other, as Effy distributed spoons around the table.
"It smells really good, Gina." Emily said.
"I hope you enjoy it, love." Gina replied, as she checked the grill, seeing that the paninis were done. She picked up a pair of tongs, and slid the sandwiches onto plates, before slicing each one in half with a large knife. She then served up the soup into four bowls, and placed them on the table, before sitting down. "Alright, dig in!"
Emily picked up one half of her sandwich, dipped it into her soup and took a bite, the flavours exploding onto her tongue.
"Tasty as always, Gina." Effy said.
"Thank you, Effy."
"It's really delicious." Emily said, with a smile. "I have to say, this kitchen is such a comfortable place to be, as is your home."
Gina smiled. "Thank you, Emily. It's nice to hear such a compliment twice in one day."
"Twice?" Naomi asked.
"Katie said the same thing, we had tea...earlier." Effy replied.
"We didn't even know Katie was here." Naomi laughed. "Until she spotted us on the roof."
Emily giggled and turned a shade of pink. "That was sort of embarrassing."
"Oh no, it was alright, she could have caught us in bed." Naomi smirked, glancing at Effy.
"Knock, next time." Effy smirked back.
"Lock the door, next time." Naomi laughed.
"Oh, you two." Gina added.
Emily watched in amusement, wondering if it was a normal occurrence in Gina's house. She remembered her own family dinners had been dry, dull affairs, with exceptionally lousy food, in contrast to this ones which was lively, entertaining, and with exceptionally better food. There was definitely more cheer in Gina's cosy kitchen than there was around the six seater table at Casa del Fitch.
The four of them continued to eat and make conversation, Effy mentioning that she had asked Katie about dinner on Friday, and she had agreed to come.
"She would have stayed for dinner, but she said something about a television show... I'm going to see her later, though."
"Geordie Shore." Emily replied.
"God, she watches that shit?" Effy asked.
"Unfortunately."
"Clearly I need to know more about her interests." Effy replied, in her usual monotone.
"Fashion. That's the main one." Emily stated.
"Geordie Shore is not fashionable." Effy said.
"I know." Emily laughed. "I didn't say it was what other people perceive as being fashionable."
"Trashy."
"Yes."
"Katie isn't trashy." The mysterious brunette stated.
"Hmm. You really like her, don't you?" Emily asked.
"I do."
Emily nodded. "Just...be good to her, yeah? I know she can be a bit much sometimes, but she's a good person."
"Emily, I know." Effy said, with a small smile. "I don't intend to hurt her, she's too precious for that."
Emily shook her head. "Never thought I'd hear her described that way. But Naomi vouches for you, so I can accept that."
"Alright." Effy replied.
The rest of the meal was finished in short order, and Effy helped Gina clear the plates, while Emily and Naomi went back out to the bus, lounging around on the couch, lying in each others arms, in spite of the small size of the furniture.
"Are you staying tonight?" Naomi asked, her fingers tangling in the ends of Emily's hair.
"I was thinking...you could come stay at mine? It's just... Easier in the morning. I won't have to rush off so quickly, and I do enjoy lying in with you." Emily replied, kissing Naomi slowly.
"Alright. Well, if you give me a few, I'll grab a change of clothes and we can go?"
Emily nodded, and Naomi leaned in and kissed her softly. "Ok. I'll be right back."
Naomi got up and went upstairs, packing a change of clothes into a bag, as well as packing up Emily's camera and laptop into her satchel. She also picked up a sketchbook and a small tin, placing them into the bag with the change to clothes, and then went back downstairs to find Emily looking at the large fractal poster.
"It's the Mandelbrot set." Naomi began to explain, startling Emily, who turned around and squeaked. "Oh, sorry. Didn't mean to..."
"No, it's ok." Emily laughed. "I was just...engrossed in it. It's a f-fractal, yeah?"
"Fractal geometry, yes. Very mathematical, but also beautiful. You can continually magnify the image and it will always come out the same."
"The same?"
"Yeah, it's what is called 'self similar'. It's a never ending pattern."
"Wow. It's beautiful." Emily said, turning back to the poster, studying it carefully. "Oh." She said, quietly, as Naomi stood behind her and wrapped her arms around her waist. "I see what you mean... The closer you look, the more you see how similar it is to itself."
"Yeah. The mathematics surrounding it is a bit of a head spin, but the imagery is just...amazing."
"Yeah, it is." Naomi replied, resting her chin in Emily's shoulder. "I packed up your camera and laptop, by the way."
"Oh, thanks." Emily said, relaxing into Naomi's embrace as she stared at the poster. "I could stare at this for hours, you know."
"I have done. There's always something interesting to see." Naomi said, quietly.
"Hmm. Shall we go?"
Naomi kissed Emily's shoulder softly. "Yes, let's."
The two stepped off the bus, and Naomi locked it up, before setting off into the early evening, for Emily's flat.
A/N#2: For those of you who have no idea what fractals look like, I will put up a link on my twitter as an example. (I am garden_naoms there, if anyone wishes to follow my quirkiness.)
Until next time...