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She peered around the darkened room it was very similar to hers except it appeared to have a second room, probably a bathroom she thought. A few minutes passed as she surveyed the room there was very little in the way of personal touches just a small night stand with a candle burning away on it, apparently he was having trouble sleeping as well, and a small chair where his remaining weapon sat atop a neat stack of what he considered clothes. Somehow knowing he was completely naked as apposed to his usual partial nudity made her even more nervous about wandering to his room in the middle of the night.
"Did you need something?" He questioned her, she was still too embarrassed to turn around and face him. "Couldn't sleep "She said as much to her feet as she did to him. He nodded slightly "I'll make you some tea" She was about to protest but he had already gone through the crooked door way into the next room, she had never really liked tea but she supposed it gave her an excuse not to go back to her room.
He busied himself in his small make shift kitchen trying to push the image of the slight blush in her cheeks out of his mind, the women he had married defiantly didn't blush over him being naked . The water in the pot began to boil; he searched around looking for a clean cup as his mind fell back to the idea of what an interesting opportunity he was being presented with how many people had the chance to dirty up the mind of beautiful women, let alone the same one twice in one life time.
He quickly pushed that thought away, it was all to complicated to think about, she wasn't his wife, but she would be, he could finally have her back but at the same time he couldn't … Damn like he said complicated. He finished preparing the tea and walked back towards the main room to find her sitting on the foot of his bed watching the candle flicker, god she was beautiful he had been positive he had remembered exactly as she was but looking at her now his memories didn't do her justice. The candle threw a light glow to her blonde hair and reflected of her eyes in a way in couldn't describe, he took a deep breath as his pushed those thoughts down and entered the room, this was going to be harder than he thought.
She spent a few minutes wondering if she should sit on the bed or move his stuff off the chair, both possibility seemed a little to personal. Damn why was she nervous, despite all she had heard from him today he was still just Mikey, the whole thing was probably much harder for him than he let on, so she let her mind to the task of asking casual she settled herself on the foot of the bed and watched the candle burn away on his night stand. A few minutes later he returned holding a small steaming metal cup, he passed it to her without a word then moved over to the chair placed his stuff on the floor and took a seat across from her.
She carefully sipped the tea, it was really good she wasn't sure what kind it was but she had never had it before. She looked up over the rim of the cup to find that he was watching her "You didn't think you liked tea did you?" He asked his deepened voice lit up with a touch of amusement. "No" She admitted laughing a little, it was weird talking to someone who seemed to know more about her "Is there anything else I should know about me?" He looked thoughtful for a moment "Yes, you're a terrible cook no matter what I tell you and when you think no ones looking you dance like Elaine from Seinfeld" She laughed out loud and threw his pillow at him, finally for the first time in days she actually felt relaxed.
They talked for a long time, he told her stories about herself it was weird like when your parents told you about the stuff you did when you were a baby. Eventually she felt her eyelids begin to grow heavy, Mikey seemed to notice because he rose from his chair and took her cup from her and retreated to the kitchen.
He rinsed out her cup try as he might he couldn't push away thoughts of her, he already knew exactly what she looked like under her clothes , the way she would kiss, where she wanted to be kissed. But her expression on the roof when he had told her that she had been his wife and clearly let him know that she hadn't developed feelings for his past self yet, trying something now might ruin it for him before it even started. He tried to gather his wits about him as he went back the way he came to find he standing now yawing and stretched he could help but smile " 'M sleepy" She informed him " I see that " She had a great talent for stating the obvious " I should probably go" She said taking a few steps towards the door and by direction towards him, before his brain had time to catch up with his mouth he had already said " You can stay if you want"
