Tris POV

I've lived in Tobias's apartment for five weeks, almost a month and a half and it has been... everything I've ever dreamt of.

And after a week we slowly but surely learned to love each other, and even ourselves, only slightly. I'm in love with him. Sometimes though he just doesn't do some things most girls would love.

He doesn't get me flowers, or sweet sayings or teddy bears or exotic perfumes. He doesn't comment on how pretty I look every day. He doesn't give me chaste, sweet kisses or hold my hand in public. He doesn't take me out to eat every night with money he has saved for the entire week every night. Sometimes he leaves with little warning and doesn't come back for a few hours.

I don't cook every morning, I don't always do the laundry, I don't get all beautiful to see him when I get home from work- or my late night shifts.

No I've always hated relationships like those, their unrealistic and to sweet it gives me a toothache considering it. No, he doesn't get me cut romantic gifts, but he did set up an extra punching bag for me, he bought me blue and black leather boxing gloves. He doesn't comment on how pretty I look beacuse the way his eyes shine with pride when I get out of the bathroom is beyond words measure.

Our kisses are never chaste, never sweet. They are the kiss of two people with pride, to halves of the same whole and borderline inappropriate when we find it in ourselves to do as much to drag ourselves to the public eye.

Which isn't much.

He doesn't take me out to eat every night Beacuse from what I've seen he is an amazing cook, with the finest foods and he cooks them to a tee. I love his sister, and he loves my cousin Hannah.

And he does disappear for a few hours with a kiss on the forehead. But I don't ask questions Beacuse I trust him. With my whole heart. I do, and I know I might have to leave for a while the next day.

And I don't cook breakfast every morning, I still haven't given him my virginity, and I don't always do the laundry, but we do chores together, we throw clothes at each other and joke around with each other's underwear- he has a fascination with my bras from Christina and I wear his boxers regularly.

I don't cake on makeup for him to come home Beacuse I hate it and so does he.

And I love every second I can look at him, even if I can't touch, just looking is enough for me to aspire to drink the Great Lakes themselves.

And thats why im in a tattoo parlor when he thinks Im at work, I took an early lunch break and wrung my hands, not nervously but simply out of habit as i saw my Aunt Tori come into the parlor main room, she hardly seemed suprised that I was there but my prescence brought a twinkle to her lifeless eyes as she saw me.

"Hey Bea what do you want today?" I smile at her as she leads me to a part in the parlor where she drew tattoos, I unfolded the ivory paper in my pocket and slid it to her. It was the roman numeral for Four with Tobias written under it.

IV

Tobias

She smiled at me and lugged me to a private tattoo chair where she fired up the tattoo gun.

TOBIAS POV

I wake up with a sour pissy attitude, mostly beacuse I dont have the warmth of Tris next to me she has become like a drug I cant live without. I sigh and don't bother to roll out of bed, I know I'll break much more than the alarm clock- which lies shattered on the floor- She doesn't necessarily tame me, hell she isn't tame herself, but she does teach me how to use it when Dauntless isn't open.

Which is why I bought her gloves, I could buy her the world if she asked but she doesn't, and I know she doesn't want it. Somehow someway... She wants me. It continues to blow my mind.

I grope around for a note and come up with her handwriting.

"Went for work in the early shift I'll be home soon love you

Tris"

I sigh and slide the note back to the pillow it laid on, we didn't have sides, not the territorial married couples sides, she usually slept on my chest or curled into my warmth- which made an amazing awakening and an even better morning...

Minus the freezing shower.

I've never had to take a cold shower before, no girl in their right mind had teased me, and Tris doesn't either. At least not intentionally, but the simplest things she does, like sleep in my clothes... it drives me insane.

I throw a hand over my head and drag myself up, my as well take a jog today, considering that if I go anywhere else I might kill someone.

To top it all off I haven't gotten a mission from Divergent in a week... and Tris is always out when I'm usually gone.

Sometimes I wonder... Is she an agent?

The thought paralysis me for a moment, like it usually does. Most girl agents of Divergent end up in bad situations, not Beacuse their weak but Beacuse their undercover. And if she's an Agent then...

I shake the thought off and sit up quickly, groping for anything to get it out of my mind. The facts are all there, she fights better than a professional, she came home in a wig and contacts. Her foster parents are Tori and Bud for Christ sakes.

My solution? She's a stunt double.

I lace up my shoes and grab Tris's phone because she grabbed mine on accident. It's not like I have anything bad on there, I don't I got rid of every girls number I've met before her and deleted every inappropriate picture. It was clean, she cleaned me up. God I'm in love with that woman.

I don't start off with a jog, I don't need to my body is beyond accustomed to the feeling of running and with all the thoughts in my head even after mile four I don't feel any ache.

I'm passing the local tattoo shop when I see it.

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. SUSPENSE...

Tris POV

I watch Tori as she bandages the tattoo. It looks odd, to have a bandage Your hip. I laugh lightly and she wrinkles her nose.

"See you later Aunt Tori" I shouted waving at her. She winks at me, then I see her freeze, I look to where she stares and feel my face drop.

It's Caleb, dressed in his Air Force suit, I knew he enrolled as an engineer awhile ago and moved all the way to Selfridges in Michigan. I had no clue he came back.

"Is that?" She turns her eyes to me and I smile, nodding furiously.

"CALEB!" I screamed shoving open the Tattoo parlor doors, he looked over at me and I saw he got even more handsome, we looked nothing alike aside from our bone structure but I could recognize him from anywhere. It was bow that I truly forgave hum, for never calling, never texting. Nothing.

"Beatrice?" He asked calmly. I ran up to him and hugged him tightly. He swung me around like I've always wished he did. I know I don't need him, I have Tobias, Zeke, Uriah and Bud. But I do love him.

"I missed you Caleb" I nearly screamed, everyone had their phones out as he set me down.

"Guess what?" He said with a shy smirk I raise an eyebrow and he pulls his hand out of his pocket.

"Married?" I asked with a brilliant smile, the ring is plain and silver, it's marvelous. My older brother, married.

"The first one is mine and Susan's band the second was from Mom and Dad, I heard you were dating someone so here" He hands me a ring from the breast pocket and I almost cry...

And then it happens.