Skipping forward to towards the most resent episode of Stitchers so this is going to be at the point where Kristen is accusing Cam of giving out government information, in his apartment, at 3 o'clock in the morning. In Kirsten's point of view.
I am knocking on his door so hard I think the hole block may here it but I don't care because this is a matter of ergency. He opens the door looking disheveled and oddly wearing glasses. That's kind if cute. I start to tell him what I found on the disc and explaining to him why I believe he is part of the nit group of people the had access to that information. As he walks over to his bed room and starts to grab his phone and sits on his bed. He stares at me with a look in his eyes that i don't recognize. He just looks up at me through his adorable glasses and that look does nothing but makes me smile. He tilts his head as if in confusion and says "what are you smiling about?" I look at the ground and try to hide my blush. Can stands up so he's flush with me and grabsy chin with his index finger to bring my head up to look in to his eyes. He starts to talk "okay I know I didn't leak the code, I don't know who did, but what I do know is even at three in the morning you are perfect." Being this close to him I can smell his intoxicating scent. He smells of Amber wood, toothpaste, and Granny Smith apples. Mmmmmm his scent reminds me of a orchard I went to once when I was a kid. Before I can catch it a tear is falling down my cheek. Camron catches it when is gallstone my chin With a puzzled look on his face. He says "why are you crying?" I tear away from his gaze. He pulls my head back and says " hey why's ever it is you can talk to me. You know tell me right? " I nod in response he says with that look in his eye "good now what is it? " I shake my head and say " I was just remembering something. " he wraps his arms around me and pulls me in to his chest. My arms are the only thing in-between us. I can feel that scare on his chest. I run my hand over it as he looks at me. I want to ask him so bad what it is but I stop myself before I do something that might take away from the emotion I feel. I recognize this emotion from a previous stitch. I think from the first stich maybe Just maybe. It's not hate, not sadness, not overwhelming happiness but something different. I don't need him but I do want to stay in his arms for ever. He brings his arms up towards my shoulder and encircles me even more. He says to me "remember no matter where we are. No matter what you are doing. Remember I will always be there for you to protect you." those words resonate through my mind and make me feel warm and comforted. I lift my head up to see his eye underneath those dorky glasses. I pull them off of him. And bring my lips up to meet his. I get almost there when I stop as if asking for his permission. He takes that chance and enraptures my mouth with every ounce of his being. I return the emotion because only him. Only Camron can bring this emotion out of me. I still have no idea what this emotion is but I don't care. I deepen the kiss. His tongue makes its way around my mouth like it belongs there. His hands fist in my hair and ever so lightly tug. It doesn't hurt but it was hard enough so that he is in complete control of my head. Oh my gosh. What is this feeling? I pull my self away reluctantly and push off. He looks at me shocked. "what the? " he says. "I don't know how to deal with this. I don't know what I'm feeling and I don't know how to deal with all this emotion. I have never felt like this with out it coming from someone else." Cam walks up to me and says " well maybe this feeling is coming from someone else but the difference is that this feeling isn't machine generated." I node and agree. and then he continues with " so I can help you go through this feeling cause I have it to, the only thing is, I've never felt this way before either. So we are experianceing the same emotion at the same time. Soooooo." he smiles at me and that giddy smile gets me everytime and I just melt.
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