[Age Switch] For Ellen

[manwithoutfear]

Ever since learning Ellen was carrying our child, I've spent more nights at her place than my own, despite my admitted annoyance towards her dog. Some might call this hovering or being overtly concerned, but most don't live subject to the whims of a magical island. Sleeping by her side gives me a false peace of mind, and given that rest will be in short supply once the baby comes, getting as much of it as I can in the meantime strikes me only as forward thinking.

A light sleeper by nature, something as simple as a shift in her weight is enough to ease me awake. I noise a grunt in the back of my throat as my eyes flutter open, still close enough to dreaming that I don't notice anything's off.

"Ellen?"

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[shewaswarned]

She gives him a strange look.

"Unless you want him to have an accident, then yes," she replies, stepping past him on her way into the other room. Zeus gets the living room whenever Matt's staying over, which is happening more and more these days. He's eager to get outside and sprints out when she opens the front door, waiting out on the porch.

[manwithoutfear]

I huff an annoyed breath in reply.

The pitter patter of doggy feet scratching the hell out of the floor is somehow easier to bear when I don't have only sound to go by, but that still doesn't make me the dog's biggest fan. Regardless, it's another distraction to focus on while I pull out the available food, finding my way to the pantry more by memory than sight, though I'm careful to take a look around. I'd forgotten what mangos looked like, surprised by the pinks and yellows and greens of its flesh as I grab a knife to start slicing.

[shewaswarned]

Zeus is a bigger dog now, but still technically a puppy, which makes it a lot of fun when he tries to barrel into her, but somehow he senses now that he needs to tread lightly around her, as if he can scent the difference. If anything, he's more protective of her, although he and Matt have a tenuous alliance.

She lets him back inside afterward, moving to the kitchen to feed him, where he digs into his food with happy crunching noises. One hand idly resting on her belly, she sidles over quietly. "Need any help?"

[manwithoutfear]

"I'm good," I all but squeak, wanting to avoid any more awkwardness before she gets too close. Even then, I can't help but take her in, turning to watch her face. "You sit down, I've got everything covered here."

[shewaswarned]

"Okay."

She gives him a small, studying look and then moves to the kitchen table in the neighboring room, settling herself into a chair. Her stomach is the perfect size for her to casually rest her hand on it, so she leaves it there, her other hand drifting down to pet Zeus when he comes over to lay down after finishing the food in his bowl.

[manwithoutfear]

Breakfast isn't anything special, though it takes longer than normal to make. I'm not used to operating by eyesight anymore, and I get distracted every few moments by something else I've never seen. The last time the island turned back the clock, I wasn't yet involved with Ellen, so it's the first I've ever seen of the place.

I walk into the kitchen with the tip of my thumb pressed against my mouth, tonguing at a knick I made accidentally when I was slicing the fruits.

"Got any bandaids?"

[shewaswarned]

"Probably. Did you cut yourself?"

Ellen frowns visibly and gets to her feet, moving into the kitchen and towards the cupboard where she keeps the majority of her first-aid supplies. The bandaids are the first thing she sees, and she grabs the box of them to bring them back to the table, reaching out to take his hand.

"Let me see."

[manwithoutfear]

"You'd think being able to see would make things easier, right?" I'm reluctant to give her my hand -- it's just a cut, I can take it care of it on my own -- but I don't want a fight, so I hold it out for her. If nothing else, it gives me an excuse to look at her some more, filling in the line work of my memories with color and texture.

"Guess it comes with an adjustment period."

[shewaswarned]

"It's definitely an adjustment period," Ellen murmurs understandingly, cleaning off the cut first before putting a fresh bandaid around his thumb, gently holding onto his hand for a few more beats once she's done.

"There." She smiles up at him. "Okay?"

[manwithoutfear]

I reach out to cup her face with my uninjured hand, tracing the curve of her bottom lip with my thumb -- completing the picture in my head.

"Yeah," I exhale, finding a smile of my own. She's more beautiful than any sunrise, and I know if I stay here for any longer, things'll get awkward real fast, but… I don't care.

[shewaswarned]

It might be an unconscious act, but she tilts her head into his touch, reaching up with one hand to gently snake fingers around his wrist, the bones feeling smaller under her hands. More delicate.

"Good," she murmurs, smiling slowly.

[manwithoutfear]

Again, the urge to kiss her catches me off guard. My head bows down, instinct taking me through familiar motions…

I jerk back at the last moment, my mouth pressed together in a thin smile as my face grows hot.

"Maybe I should, uh--"

[shewaswarned]

"Eat your fruit?" Ellen weakly finishes, clearing her throat quietly as she shifts, turning to face the first-aid kit instead of him directly.

She'll just busy herself with putting it away first before taking a seat at the table, though she's attempting to stifle a smile as she does so.

She fully intends to blame the hormones.

[manwithoutfear]

"I am a growing boy," I mutter under my breath, turning on my heel to sit opposite her at the table. I stab at a piece of mango with my fork, examining it with all my available senses before I sink my teeth down.

I take a minute to chew -- I always enjoy my food -- and glance back over at her.

"...so I guess I'll be sleeping on the couch 'til I get back to normal, huh?"

[shewaswarned]

"Why would you - oh."

She hadn't even considered the possibility that there'd be an issue with - keeping hands to one's self.

[manwithoutfear]

I clear my throat. God, this is awkward.

"Unless you don't mind sleeping next to jailbait...?"

I can't help the slight hopeful note in my voice. I blush that much more.

[shewaswarned]

"What, are you worried I'll try something?"

She's fully confident in her ability to stay hands-off until this is back to normal.

[manwithoutfear]

I gape at her for a full minute before I force myself to shut my mouth and keep eating.

"Shut up."

Not my most eloquent reply.

[shewaswarned]

She practically snorts back a laugh, some of the earlier tension easing away, and returns to eating silently.

For a lawyer, someone needs practice on coming to his own defense.