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"steal a kiss when i'm lost in the mist"

[holy terrain - fka twigs and future in the background]

"Run that fucking shit up"

"Hold my hand and pull me close"

Ash rolled the blunt up ever so neatly, handing Emori the best-looking one.

The two simultaneously exhaled in relaxation after inhaling the life out of the blunt. All while Ash prepared the tattoo machine.

"Steal a kiss when I'm lost in the mist"

"So, where— and what you want?" he eventually asked after exhaling the smoke once again

"Hmm...surprise me" she told him with an anticipating grin on her face

"Do you still think I'm beautiful  When my tears fall like rain?"

He glared at her, making her cheeks flutter at the daring eye contact, before continuing with the disinfection of the tattoo pen.

"For a man who can follow his heart  Not get bound by his boys and his chains"

"At least— tell me where" he compromised, putting thick black gloves on

"Right...here...on my rib" she lifted her shirt, staring into ash as she pointed to her upper left rib, increasing tension as she inhaled the blunt.

"Hot pink when you open up my sweet thighs"

"...You sure?" he cleared his throat, "Or are you just fucking high?"

Emori looked up, pursing her lips, before looking back at ash through all the smoke, "Uh-huh."

"Well— which one is it?" he shook his head, approaching her, not breaking the eye contact.

"Im not in the right...state of mind to make that decision for myself...so fuck it" she told him as he cleaned the spot she pointed at.

"My love is so bountiful"

"Sit still..." he murmured, focused on the tattooing

"For a man who can follow his heart (I try, I try, I try, I try)"

"This fucking hurts...GOD. Ash what the fu-uck-- why didn't you warn me it'd hurt this bad" she cried, wincing in pain

"Maybe if you fucking sit still-- i can finish this...almost done" he murmured, the tattoo pen buzzing as it painted her golden brown skin

"...You don't got no...numbing cream or some shit fuck" she said, under her panting breath

"Mm-mmm...But you a gangsta-- you can handle this shit" he murmured, still focused on whatever he traced.

Ash noticed she was trying to control her breath, so he manouvered her hand with the blunt to her mouth, gesturing that she inhale the fuck out of it. He shook his head as she rolled her eyes when she realized how much it distracted her from the pain.

All Ash could hear over the loud pen buzzing was Emori trying to silence her screams of pain all while sitting still so he doesn't ruin whatever he was tattooing.

"It kinda tickles...but in the worst way possible" she giggled, trying to minimize her expression of pain

"You got a hella pain tolerance. This shit would've had me in fucking tears" he told her, making her laugh to distract her.

"I feed you poison, forever my lady (oh baby)"

"I am so gonna regret this..." she whispered, deeply sighing and blowing raspberries as she held the seat tightly

"Done." he grabbed a small mirror, lifting it to her upper torso when--

"--You've gotta be fucking kidding me...all my pain for that?" she winced in pain, seeing the redness all over her painted sensitive skin

"What? we got matching tats now!" he urged, trying to hold his laugh at her disappointment, "It looks good" he quietly added, trying to make her feel better

"We die, we die together, the prophecy complete, yeah"

"...A diamond...that says 'AT' above it?" she read, before looking at him in utter disbelief

"Yessir. The 'AT' is for 'Ashtray. Get it?" he swiped his gloves off, taking a closer look at the new tat, now feeling on her soft skin

"You were dying to do this— weren't you? You're lucky it look good on me— I would've ended your shit" she threatened, before Ash chuckled as he shook his head, watching her inhale her blunt as she death stared him with her piercing eyes.

"...If you put a pink heart-- maybe i'll like it better"

"...Alright bet"

[machine buzzing]

"For a man who can follow his heart (I try, I try, I try, I try)"

Ash and Emori lied flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling— both high as a kite while enjoying each other's company.

"...So...where you at this weekend?" Ash asked, his speech quite slurred

"...Saturday is...Dance studio...so fucking excited!" she told, under her breath as a big smile seeped through as she continued to talk about her passion

Emori always had a thing for dance— ever since she carried her first steps, it all came natural to her, and a big part on her life.

It was one of the places where she would pour her heart out without being judged.
The one thing that kept her sane during the times she wasn't with Ash.

Ash watched the passionate pink haired girl as her eyes battered and glistened, everything moving in slow motion and distortion that it felt like a dream— a really good one.

He couldn't help but look down at her pink lips. In the back of his head, all he wanted to do was lean in just a few inches closer...

Ash may have not known it yet— or while sober, but he always had a thing for Emori, from the moment she first flipped him off.

But he thought it was just because she was attractive and he was just having a phase.

( we see 10 year old Emori as she just flipped him off while politely smiling at him, making him weirdly nervous )

But why did this 'phase' last for so long. What was it about Emori that stood out to him, captured his attention.

The fact that she hit puberty was no help to losing feelings, they just got stronger— and more hormonal.

( we see Ash examining every feature of Emori in awe as she reads a book to him )

Why was he so drawn to her? Why could he let his guard down with her?— well half down, at least.

The biggest question was— Why was she so drawn to him?
I mean— most of the time he's a prick and an asshole, was he just nicer to her?

It's a mystery to him. To me as well because Ashtray was always a lost, confusing case.

Maybe it was because theyre so alike— both assholes whenever they please, and that they would do anything for the ones they love.

It was so bad, there was a time Emori quite literally drowned her best friends psycho ex...

~flashback~

[water bubbling]

"Oh, i'm sorry— what was that?" Emori yelled at the boy as she dug his head under water, him struggling to fight the power of her furious force.

"I'm not fucking stopping. You apologize to Navara or i'm waiting till bubbles stop showing up" she threatened as she pulled him out of the water, then back in

"I'm sorry i'm sorry! I'LL APOLOGIZE" the boy cried and coughed, fully surrendering.

"You needed that, you fucking smell" Emori told him before pushing him back into the pool water, then climbing out

"She fucking crazy man" she heard the faint conversation of the boys friends
"Nah, he deserved that" another person said

Emori ignored the frightened looks of the people at the party, untying her wet golden brown curls as she walked to the bonfire

"I took care of it, don't worry" Emori assured crying Navara, pulling her to a soaking hug.

She's brutal, just like Ashtray, so is that why they were stuck like glue?

I beg to differ, actually, every time Emori's around, Ash is more...at peace and less of a heartless prick than he is— Like the time he didn't want Fez to spot me for the new drugs he sold— wait, sorry. I'm sidetracking.

My point is...Emori is great for him, but it's their job to figure it out themselves...we'll wait.

She safely got home, with one of Ash's caps to hide the droopy red eyes, immediately bombarded with the smell of—

"BACON ALFREDO" she yelled, startling everyone in the house as she pushed open the grand modern doors

"good evening, 'Mori"

"Evening Zi" she said as she waddled to the couch, seeing oscar and sebastian playing grand theft auto, "Can't believe you betrayed your own sister and play gta with some...bum ass dude who's shit at it-- how are you shit at stealing cars?" she leaned down to them as they sat on the couch

"Missed you too, Emori" Seb flatly told as he was occupied with stealing a car while Emori squeezed in between them.

"Alright, get your lazy asses up. Set up for dinner" Zi ordered after taking his apron off as the trio approached the modern kitchen

"You guys won't believe the shit i witnessed this week" Emori told them as they layed the table

"You're only telling us now?" Oscar flatly asked, examining his sister's intoxicated behavior.

"Mm-hmm" she slowly nodded while trying to look as sober as possible...doing a pretty...bad job at it.

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