#calphonse

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We'll Have Tomorrow

Cal sat on the slide, the width of her hips holding her snugly atop it. Her eyes burned where salty tears had eaten away at her skin like acid, and the cold night air drying them, making them water again. She didn't want to blink, because the sight of Luther on the floor of the shop was painted on the inside of her eyelids. She'd quieted and sat in the darkness, silent as the world slept around her, minutes ticked by as she tried to turn all the noises, the sights, the smell into static inside her brain.

In a sudden burst of energy she pulled up her legs and stomped on the metal slide, letting out a night-splitting scream that echoed through the dark side by side with the booming of metal. The spasm loosened her body in the side and she tumbled down it quickly, being thrown off the bottom into the wood chips. She landed with a thud, bursting into tears again as she turned and threw her arms over the bottom of the slide, burying her head into them and breaking the silence with hiccuping sobs. 

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"There’s a difference between respecting someone and blindly following them." Al replied. "I think of the two of us, you’re the one in need of loosening up."

She narrowed her eyes defiantly at him, snorting slightly. Her arms were below the waterline, and she shifted blindly below the waves, never breaking her gaze above the surface. When she finally ceased movement, the water broke up around her and she lifted her arms hurling a dark ball of wet denim at him, smirking from the moment the heavy pile left her hands.

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Al shrugged. “Don’t take it personally. I even call my own Alpha a brat should he act like one. I’m unprejudiced in my condescension.”

"For someone who supposedly has respect you definitely do condescend." She ducked under the water again to get her hair wet, but floated a bit closer to him in the process, then proceeded to wade in a circle around him, slowly, like a lioness hunting prey. "I would make a comment about you needing to loosen up but since you were so subtle about your comment earlier I won't. Besides." She shot him a teasing smirk. "You might find me sexy if I do." 

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"Also valid points." Al shrugged. "What would I get out of lying to you? Why shouldn’t I respect you? You’re strong and intelligent and from what I’ve seen an good Alpha."

"You did call me a bratty child." She pointed out, pursing her lips slightly. She found it hard to accept his respect, given her past. "Thanks, I guess..." She chewed on her lip, a bit lost in thought.

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"Are you sure? I mean….you are an Alpha. Pretty damn dominant. Of course that’s a good thing." What was he doing? Flirting, really? Probably creeping her out most likely, but he couldn’t shut himself up. "Those boys of yours must have mad respect for you. I know I do."

She shook her head, scoffing. "Didn't I give you a history lesson last time? You guys are so full of penis superiority that you argue wet jeans as a men's issue." Cal deflated visibly, his statement being only a dream where she had an ounce of control over her Pack. His final statement surprised her, and she narrowed her eyes at him. "You're lying." She accused, her voice still soft but losing the teasing, flirtatious tone from before. 

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"I don’t know. Maybe." he shrugged, leaning his head back to look at the sky. "You give off this whole dominatrix vibe. Kinda sexy."

He'd rendered her silent, the compliment shocking her. She swallowed, a strange fuzziness forming in the pit of her stomach. Cal knew she was far from a dominatrix, but she did find herself more in control when she was around Alphonse, when he allowed her it anyway. "I don't know if that's true." She said, shifting a bit awkwardly, the denim irritating the skin of her legs.

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Alphonse gave a friendly laugh, trying to show he was only playing. “True. I’ve said worse things to my guy friends. You however terrify me.”

"I do, now?" She said slowly again, cocking her head to the side and staring directly at him; he'd captured her attention. "Elaborate. What do you think I'll do? Drown you?" She gave a fluttery laugh. "I'm not stupid. I know exactly what you would have said, and i would have worded it better than you anyways." 

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"If I were an asshole I would make a comment about giving you a thigh gap. Luckily I’m just an ass, so I won’t say the full comment." he laughed, pushing himself back a little just in case she tried to hit him. "Seriously though, thigh gaps look really creepy and unnatural."

Her mouth hung open in shock for a moment at such a rude comment, her brow furrowed in disbelief that he'd said it. However, in all her immature glory, Cal's lips turned up at the corners, only very very slightly. 

"I'm pretty sure you are an asshole..." She said slowly, her voice soft and suspicious. "You're just too pussy to say it outright."