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Usually the detective comes home late at night, because her work has a lot of different cases that need attention. Just at the time when Amelia Watson returns home, a shark flies into her at all times, pulling her into an embrace. And of course, the tired detective will not refuse to answer them, even though his legs barely allow him to stand upright. But there are days when Amelia comes home too early and this one seems to start to give the impression that she finishes things quickly enough to meet Gura, who is only too happy.
Even that evening, the detective arrived significantly early, which greatly surprised the shark, which had not even had time to cook dinner. The blonde stands on the threshold of the house, puffing up and taking off her heavy coat, which she can barely keep on herself. The suitcase, which she treated with care all the time, flies somewhere into the corner of the corridor and falls with a creak to the floor. She clutches at her tie, which has kept her from breathing properly all day, and exhales when it becomes easier to breathe.
Gura's head peeps out of the living room, and only then all of it stands in all its glory in front of the tired detective, who, despite the pain in his muscles, was able to smile. This time, the shark doesn't run towards her to hug her right away, he slowly walks up to the blonde and looks into her eyes. Amelia does not understand why, but for some reason she felt a little uneasy when she looked back. But then the white-haired girl's hand rose and lay on her pale cheek, on which a slight blush immediately appeared. The detective breathes in gaps, letting Gura's hands explore his face. She stops on the blonde's shoulder, and then the shark stands up on its toes and kisses the detective on the cheek, an action he did not expect.
«I'm glad to see you so early.» Finally, she says, when she stands near the detective and takes off his hat from him. «But I didn’t have time to do anything for dinner, I’m sorry.»
The detective smiles tenderly and bends down to bury his nose in the thin shoulder, and calmly let go of the shark's back. «I've had enough of you for tonight, so don't apologize.»
Gura giggles and pushes the blonde away from him, who mumbles in protest, but still lets her go. She grabs her hand and leads her into the kitchen, where she then forces her to sit on a chair. The shark moves away from the detective, who wearily put his head on his folded hands on the table and began to watch her. Gura goes to the stove on which the kettle stands and turns it on, moving away to prepare tea. She always knows that Amelia loves strong tea, that's why she added more tea leaves, waiting for the water to boil.
«How was your day, Ame?» She asked as she sat in front of the blonde, whose head still hadn't moved. «You look like you've been crushed by an elephant.»
«Something like this.» Amelia answers slowly, and raises her head, whereupon her bangs cover her eyes. «More specifically, the elephant was my boss, who wanted me to turn him in on a project that hadn't even started yet.»
«My poor detective.» Gura says and reaches out to pat the girl on the head, causing her to turn her head and snort. She stops doing this when she hears the kettle whistle. «Okay. Now we'll drink tea, and then we'll figure out what to do.»
Amelia chuckles and reaches out to grab the cup, even though it's hot and about to fall over. She hums as Gura tells her to be careful and presses her lips to the cup as she takes a sip, which sends a pleasant heat into her throat. The shark at this moment drinks carefully, not caring that the tea can cool down and watches the blonde. Tousled hair, a dangling shirt and a tired look make a girl simultaneously start to worry about her girlfriend and at the same time be touched at the sight of this. They drink tea for a few more minutes, sit in the kitchen for another ten minutes, and then go into the living room.
They, or rather Gura, decides that they should spend their remaining strength on watching a movie, and then still go to bed. Amelia sat on the sofa, and the shark sat between her legs and leaned on the chest of the blonde, who immediately covered her with a blanket. Intertwining their fingers under the covers, Amelia rested her chin on her shoulder and wrapped her free arm around her slender waist. Gura, getting used to the load on her shoulder, tilted her head back and turned on the TV, after which they stopped moving and watching the movie.
After twenty minutes of watching the fifth film, Amelia stopped looking at the screen, completely unaffected by the film. She hides her face in the shark's shoulder, not caring that now her attention should have been switched to the TV. Their fingers are still intertwined, and she feels Gura squeeze them as another touching moment occurs in the film. Then she nevertheless raises her head, but not to look at the screen, but to bury her neck. Gura says something when she feels cold lips touch her skin and make a path of kisses along it.
«I thought someone was too tired today, hmm?» Gura said, tilting her head to look at the detective, who mumbled something in response. «Maybe we should go to bed?»
«No, I want to be with you.»
The offended tone, as if her toy was about to be taken from her, made the shark chuckle.She pulled away a little from the girl, from which she received a whine, but simply decided to turn around to the blonde, and already sitting facing her. She wanted to say something, but Amelia immediately grabbed her by the back and pulled her to her, preventing her from saying something. Gura again hit her on the head, for a second it seemed to her that she looked like a puppy that needs affection.
«Ame, it won't be comfortable here if you fall asleep hugging me like that.» She said, but the blonde still did not answer, but only squeezed the sweater tighter. «My God, I can't say anything when you're so cute.»
«Then don't speak. Better hug me.» Amelia answered and when she snorted, Gura realized that it was a hint that she didn't want to say anything anymore.
She rolled her eyes, leaning down to kiss the girl on the forehead and yet hug her back. The detective murmured something victorious in response and calmed down, completely immersed in the power of his fatigue. Gura ran her fingers through the girl's blond hair, passing the strands through her fingers and repeated this action several times. She heard the refined breathing coming from the detective and realized that she still gave herself and her fatigue into the hands of sleep.
«Good night, Ame.»
[THE END]
P.S. HAVE A NICE DAY!!!