Thread: Beautiful Disaster [[Writer & AshlinnRose]]

The flood of warming comfort that coursed through Jaime's veins once Ash engulfed her in her arms was a force to contend with, bringing out a soft, hummed sigh of content as the girl's muscles and nerves unwound. Being able to relax like that, to feel genuinely safe and comforted, was something that had been long overdo, and it allowed her mind to slowly trail away from the racing, nauseating thoughts and memories that it had been stuck on like a scratched CD in a player. Instead, her thoughts relaxed, and started to focus solely on moment that she was in, and the person that she was sharing it with, the warm arms so tightly and protectively, yet soothingly wrapped around her form, the soft pressure against the top of her head from Ash's cheek, and the edge of her own cheek against her friend's shoulder. Her words landed on Jai's ears with slow recognition, the comfortable silence too distracting to fully focus on any sounds at all. But even though what she had said was comforting and assuring, Jai allowed her eyes to slide open as she looked up at Ash from the corners of her vision. I think you and I both know that that wouldn't do any good, she said in a soft, whispered voice, pausing for a moment. I wouldn't ever want anyone to die for my sake, and you especially... I care too much about you... She fell quiet again, unsure of anything further she could possibly say without over-stepping her bounds or potentially ruining the moment that they were in, the moment that she so desperately needed and far too unwilling to let end prematurely. Instead, she let her gaze land unfocused on Ash's body, idly observing the corset that so beautifully accented and flattered her slender, curvy form. She'd never much been one to wear such tight-fitting and accentuating clothing herself, most likely a subconscious fear and discomfort of being oggled as result of what had happened those years in the past. The years that, no matter how much they increased, still felt as raw and recent as though it had all happened just the day before. She'd gone through trauma counseling, sure, and plenty of psychological and physical sessions and therapies, but it simply had never stuck. The way that she had seen it then, was that there was no way anyone could truly comfort her or help her to simply 'forget it and move on' without having been in a situation even remotely similar to hers, so that they had a common ground to give sustainable advice from. But Ash... Jai didn't know everything about Ash, or her past, not that she necessarily needed to, because the fact of the matter was that being in her presence alone was all it took for Jaime to feel at ease and genuinely comfortable. Her slow, calmed thoughts escaped her when she suddenly felt Ash's arms shift, and her soft, smooth hand cupped beneath her chin, causing Jai's eyes to lift with curiosity. Her heart skipped a beat and the air hitched in her lungs from the look in Ash's eyes, and a feeling similar to gravity started to grow within her. Even in the lacking light, she could easily make out the deep, rich blue of her friend's eyes, though the emotion that shone in them was indecipherable. It was clear that she was contemplating something, sure, but there was something else in her gaze... something... Oh. Jaime's own eyes fell closed near instantly, an airy, fluttering sensation filling her chest when Ash's lips pressed to her own. Soft, supple, warm, tender, and somehow, curiously fulfilling. Near instantly, that soft, simple gesture had caused a strong stirring within her, a feeling of completeness, of being whole, as if somewhere deep inside she had been missing a vital part of herself and simply hadn't realized it until now. At first, all she could do was simply accept Ash's kiss, too stunned and pleased to react, but after a brief moment, a matter of seconds that felt like hours, Jaime found herself raising her left hand to softly lay her palm against Ash's cheek, and pressed her lips back against hers.