1x1 with Myst and Maggy part 2

{routine mission to see if anyone's in trouble or mafia or something?}

"To be honest with you, if we were to be in that tiny apartment again, I wouldn't mind,"Benedict said as he walked to the address.

Amelia-May
I glance at him but don't reply. I move my gaze away from him and look at my feet. I knew we were in that apartment, Howard had told me before hand when I asked.

"No, seriously, something's bothering you. You know you can tell me everything, right?"Benedict said, worried for her, but for himself, as well.

Amelia-May
A trace of emotion flickered across my face but faded quickly, and my expression become cold again. "I can't tell Benedict" I say, my voice quiet.

"Of course you can. Spies are well known for keeping secrets."Benedict said.

Amelia-May
I turned to face him "I can't tell you Benedict! Why can't you get that into your thick skull?" I snap, before moving my gaze away from him.

"Well excuse me, I thought people who actually respect each other tell their secrets."Benedict scowled at Amelia and noticed the same apartment from the last mission. Great.

Amelia-May
I kept my head low, not wanting to look at him. I let him lead the way into the apartment.

Benedict unlocked the door and put the keys in the back pocket of his jeans. He walked in first. Gentlemen. Pfft.

(I shouldn't have laughed so much at the gentleman comment.)
Amelia-May
I look around the familiar apartment. This place has too many memories, few of those memories being good. I sighed again and walked to the sofa-bed, and sitting on it.

"So? Have any rude commentary on this?"Benedict asked snappily, not taking any of her shit.

Amelia-May
I winced slightly, "I would rather sleep on the floor than in here" I said. That was a lie. A huge lie. The thing I needed most now was a hug. But Chameleon might see it, and that wouldn't end well.

"Well, I am sorry. Getting yourself a cold won't end up well."Benedict said. Because he might have to stay at home/this tiny apartment to take care of her. When it came to sick people, Benedict was horrible. Like a worried mom.

(ooh that's an idea)
Amelia-May
I shrugged "Better than being in here" I say, standing up and sitting on the floor to prove my point.

"Idiot,"Benedict muttered sitting onto the bed.

{ikr}

Amelia-May
I scowled at him, then stood up. "I'm having a shower" I say, walking to the shower. I got undressed before stepping into the warm water, sighing as it hit my body. I stand there for a few minutes, wondering why I was doing this. Surely Chameleon can't see into here? Though it's better to be safe than sorry.

{what the hell should i say}

(Dunno xD skip to when they are ready for bed?)

{yeah}

Benedict was ready for bed. He noticed that he was wearing the same PJs he had on The Night. Shit.

Amelia-May
I glance at him, and sigh. I lay on the floor, at the foot of the bed. I had no idea why this was a good idea. I suppose I was away from Benedict, I wouldn't stand the guilt. I cant stand the guilt.

"Are you serious? Look, you don't even have to look at me, if you're mad. Just come on up. HQ can't work with you sick."Benedict said.

Amelia-May
I look at the bed and sigh. I walk over to it and climb inside. "I'm not angry at you" I murmur, facing away from him.

"Well you seem like you are. Good night."Benedict turned the lights off and turned away from Amelia, simultaneously, but not meaning to, he stole three quarters of the blanket for himself.

Amelia-May
I don't say anything, just shivered slightly. I held onto the small piece of quilt I had, but I didn't pull it away from Benedict.

{okay she should really do something}