LITTLE SECRETS - MALO ONESHOT
Title: Little Secrets
Wordcount: 702
Pairing: Mini and Alo (Haters to the left)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything!
Warning: Takes place during and after 601 so if you haven't watched the episode yet, GTFO!
This is pretty much me fangirling all over the place and interpreting 601 like a crazy obsessed shipper.
“Why don’t you try just having some sex?” she asks him, and it’s like it’s the most simple question with the most simple answer in the world.
They’re in Morocco, and he’s pretty sure he’s never sweated this much. The heat is overwhelming. He’s so uncomfortable, he’s pretty jumping down in burning lava would be better.
The reason he can bear it is because of the drugs they found stashed under the kitchen floor of their abandoned villa. He could tell something was wrong about that, and that they probably shouldn’t smoke that weed, yet the suffocating heat made it so they really didn’t have a choice.
Mini, she’s sitting on the side of his bed and the first thing he notices is that she’s just wearing a towel. She’s looking at him with a little mischievous spark in her eyes and he’s pretty sure he does to.
He chuckles. “Don’t be stupid, who would want to have sex with --”
She’s got her lips pressing against his and her hands all over his body.
What the fuck!
He pushes her away and stares into her blue eyes. “Whoa! Hang on!”
He’s not ready for this. He’s not ready for any of this.
He’s scared, and pretty much confused.
And yet he’s staring into those beautiful eyes and he can tell she’s scared too.
Of what this could to do them.
Of what would happen an hour later. And a day. And a week.
She’s got the answer to that one, though. “If you tell a soul, I’ll fucking kill you alright?”
Is he dreaming? He’s dreamt about this so many times already, he wouldn’t be surprised if this was just his imagination being a total dick.
He starts pinching himself, because it seems like the only sensible thing to do right now.
She grabs his arms and places them over his head. She’s looking at him now, and nope, he’s not dreaming. Her confidence is back, and she chuckles lightly. “Stop pinching yourself!”
Their foreheads are lightly pressing against each other, and she kisses him again. “You’re awake, and it’s time this ship set sail.”
This time, he kisses her back, and he’s not scared of anything anymore.
***
They sit on his bed, and she replaces her towel around her tiny body.
He smiles at her, and she smiles back, and they both don’t know what else to say.
“Well,” she says after a while, “I fixed the pool.”
He runs a hand through his hair and nods. “Oh.”
She stands up and smiles at him again. “You guys are lucky I’m around.” She leans over and gives him one last kiss before leaving his room.
***
He watches her sunbathe, and he takes in her long legs and her golden hair and he doesn’t even notice when Rich throws himself at him, shoving his face in the water.
An easy smile forms on her lips, and she looks away before he resurfaces, gasping and laughing.
***
They sit next to each other on the plane. They’re on their way back to Bristol, and Grace is at the hospital.
Her eyes are red, and the tears fall and she’s not doing anything to stop them.
He looks at her, and he doesn’t know what to say.
His thumb is rubbing smooth circles on the back of her hand. She looks down at their hands and her face softens.
“She’s going to be okay, Mins…” is all he can come up with.
She nods and wipes her tears from her cheeks with her free hand. “Yeah. I know.”
She falls asleep with her head against his shoulder and Alo doesn’t complain at all.
***
Somehow, the halls seem smaller.
The colors are dull.
He can’t seem to find her anywhere.
There’s a weird sensation in the pit of his stomach that makes him feel like this isn’t by pure coincidence.
He spots her at the cafeteria and he waves at her enthusiastically. He can feel every muscle in his body relax.
She smiles vaguely at him and quickly resumes her conversation with Liv.
The way she smiled, he knows she’s holding back so many things and it makes him frown.
No one can know, Farm boy.
Wordcount: 702
Pairing: Mini and Alo (Haters to the left)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything!
Warning: Takes place during and after 601 so if you haven't watched the episode yet, GTFO!
This is pretty much me fangirling all over the place and interpreting 601 like a crazy obsessed shipper.
“Why don’t you try just having some sex?” she asks him, and it’s like it’s the most simple question with the most simple answer in the world.
They’re in Morocco, and he’s pretty sure he’s never sweated this much. The heat is overwhelming. He’s so uncomfortable, he’s pretty jumping down in burning lava would be better.
The reason he can bear it is because of the drugs they found stashed under the kitchen floor of their abandoned villa. He could tell something was wrong about that, and that they probably shouldn’t smoke that weed, yet the suffocating heat made it so they really didn’t have a choice.
Mini, she’s sitting on the side of his bed and the first thing he notices is that she’s just wearing a towel. She’s looking at him with a little mischievous spark in her eyes and he’s pretty sure he does to.
He chuckles. “Don’t be stupid, who would want to have sex with --”
She’s got her lips pressing against his and her hands all over his body.
What the fuck!
He pushes her away and stares into her blue eyes. “Whoa! Hang on!”
He’s not ready for this. He’s not ready for any of this.
He’s scared, and pretty much confused.
And yet he’s staring into those beautiful eyes and he can tell she’s scared too.
Of what this could to do them.
Of what would happen an hour later. And a day. And a week.
She’s got the answer to that one, though. “If you tell a soul, I’ll fucking kill you alright?”
Is he dreaming? He’s dreamt about this so many times already, he wouldn’t be surprised if this was just his imagination being a total dick.
He starts pinching himself, because it seems like the only sensible thing to do right now.
She grabs his arms and places them over his head. She’s looking at him now, and nope, he’s not dreaming. Her confidence is back, and she chuckles lightly. “Stop pinching yourself!”
Their foreheads are lightly pressing against each other, and she kisses him again. “You’re awake, and it’s time this ship set sail.”
This time, he kisses her back, and he’s not scared of anything anymore.
***
They sit on his bed, and she replaces her towel around her tiny body.
He smiles at her, and she smiles back, and they both don’t know what else to say.
“Well,” she says after a while, “I fixed the pool.”
He runs a hand through his hair and nods. “Oh.”
She stands up and smiles at him again. “You guys are lucky I’m around.” She leans over and gives him one last kiss before leaving his room.
***
He watches her sunbathe, and he takes in her long legs and her golden hair and he doesn’t even notice when Rich throws himself at him, shoving his face in the water.
An easy smile forms on her lips, and she looks away before he resurfaces, gasping and laughing.
***
They sit next to each other on the plane. They’re on their way back to Bristol, and Grace is at the hospital.
Her eyes are red, and the tears fall and she’s not doing anything to stop them.
He looks at her, and he doesn’t know what to say.
His thumb is rubbing smooth circles on the back of her hand. She looks down at their hands and her face softens.
“She’s going to be okay, Mins…” is all he can come up with.
She nods and wipes her tears from her cheeks with her free hand. “Yeah. I know.”
She falls asleep with her head against his shoulder and Alo doesn’t complain at all.
***
Somehow, the halls seem smaller.
The colors are dull.
He can’t seem to find her anywhere.
There’s a weird sensation in the pit of his stomach that makes him feel like this isn’t by pure coincidence.
He spots her at the cafeteria and he waves at her enthusiastically. He can feel every muscle in his body relax.
She smiles vaguely at him and quickly resumes her conversation with Liv.
The way she smiled, he knows she’s holding back so many things and it makes him frown.
No one can know, Farm boy.