That was another thing that just captivates him.
She would be tough and strong and...well loud but she could also be very gentle and caring.
That he got to see that side of her...it just captivates him.
"Do you want anything ?" she asked " I can make you dinner! Your favorite - boiled, not-touching whatever...
She wanted to do something for him...hug him to make things better , ... she knows he wouldnt let her , he needs to deal with things himself first. But he´s tougher than anyone thinks , especially than he himself thinks.
He shook his head "Nah, I´m good, ..you need to get 1 more of everything, though-well 2 of everything actually -to make things...even"
"Huh?"
"With Tim being here and all , you need to stock up on cutlery"...and antiseptic and barbwire ..and...
"Adrian" she took another step towards him and placed a soft hand on his shoulder.
"he doesnt live here ,you know ,and even if he did i think he would survive without his personal fork."
he slowly turned around and gazed into her eyes. They are really pretty and...so entirely focused on him.
He opens his mouth to say something he knows he shouldnt because it might change things and changes are...bad, as someone clears his throat.
She turned around, startled .
"Sharona , you coming to bed?" Tim looked at her expectantly.
She dragged him into the hallway.
"we have to sleep on the couch tonight" she states.
"What ? Why? " he asks , a little too loud maybe.
" Because Adrian needs space and clean sheets. I cleaned the couch like 3 weeks ago , he cant stay there!"
"So? Thats no big deal ,hes a grown man!"
"it is a big deal " she stressed , her tone increasing ,then she hissed " he gets the bed, okay"
Yeah thats effective , Monk thought, stand like 3 ft. away from me
and yell like a drowning person for a lifeboat but oh don´t forget to lower your voice at the END of the conversation!
He smirked, thats so Sharona.
he stepped in the hallway to save what was left of his dignity.
"uhm Sharona I think I´ll lie down, Im really tired, could you get me a blanket?"
She looked at him , puzzled "what for?"
"for, you know, the couch!"
She tilted her head " you and the couch and a 3 week pile of dust , you sure?"
"You heard him, he says hell take the couch , now come to bed" Tim whispers.
She watches Monk for a moment in thought . He smiled - or what he thought was his best imitation- for her.
As she returns with the blankets, sheets and pillows she asks again "you sure you don´t want the bed, cause you can have it, you know?"
he wouldn´t want to sleep in a bed the cooties-guy had been in.
"stop worrying , you sound like me!" he smiled again, genuinely this time as he crawled into the makeshift bed.
"Good Night!"
She lingers a bit longer than she should , lightly touches his arm before leaving and whispers "Good night"
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