Subtle Aesthetics [Galax]

So that was it. The girl always had standards to meet. Explains a lot, Galax's mind chided. No wonder she had previously appeared so hard and standoffish, it was something her parents made her out to be. The blond haired boy couldn't even begin to understand how it would feel to have to constantly prove himself and his merits. Of course it wasn't much of a challenge for him, because he was naturally amazing at what he did regardless. She was someone that tried and pushed in order to meet her parents credentials. Galax came home and was always praised, even when his parents knew nothing about what he did in the career center. With Stella in his arms he almost wanted to feel sorry for the angelic beauty. He knew however that he really couldn't because one, he wasn't that caring, and two, she'd probably knee him in the stomach for pitying her. She's a fighter, he convinced himself, screw their standards.

Once he heard the marble figure speak he listened intently. A question? His mind immediately went off in thousands of directions. What could she be asking? Well, he responded as suavely as possible, maybe I have an answer. And then, boom. She dropped the big one. It honestly took the career a couple of seconds to hash out what she had just said. Her...sleep..my..house...me..what? There was literally no end to the surprises the girl decided to dish out for him tonight. For any other person it would have been too much, but Galax was never afraid of a challenge, and could take on anything. Still, he was rather surprised she would even ask. He knew his parents wouldn't care, but wouldn't hers?

Removing his arms from her and taking a few seconds to position himself so they could look at one another, the boy put on a devilish look. Yeah, of course you can. But I should warn you, if you try anything funny, I will end you. He knew she would take it as a joke, but there was a hint of truth in his words. In his home he was king and everyone listened to him. If Stella did try to take control, it would take him less than a second to have her flying out of a window. Here, said the sixteen year old stunner, let me help you. Wading back to her he lifted her up in his arms and looked her in the eyes. Just kidding, he chuckled. Dropping her back into the water he made a dash for the bank where his clothes rested. He was certain she was going to punch him, but he could take it.

Standing with water dripping down his toned body he shook out his hair and awaited her arrival so that they could both get dressed. Realizing how skin tight his briefs had become due to the water didn't bother him much. He was full of pride with absolutely nothing to hide.

Not usually, the career laughed, most of my fights end up dead in the center. It wasn't true of course. Galax wasn't allowed to literally end people's lives, but this kind of sick humor was something he knew the angel enjoyed. She couldn't possibly assume that he took people like her home every night. Whenever he decided to have a social life it was always outside of his home. His parents were far to irksome to deal with, and his younger siblings drove him absolutely insane. No one needed to see what it was like inside the Castile household. Well until now, he thought.

Deciding it was time to get dressed the boy pulled on his jeans, threw on his long sleeved shirt and got on his sneakers just as Stella was finished dressing herself. Shaking out his hair once more to try and have it dry he looked towards the girl with a reproachful smile. Well here goes nothing. Taking her delicate hand in his he spoke, my home isn't too far from here. We should be there soon. Taking a step forward he stopped and then spoke again, unless you're terrible at keeping up with my pace. Winking in her direction he was off with her hand in his. The blond haired boy knew she wouldn't have an issue keeping time with him, but he rather enjoyed messing around with her. There really was no point in trying to be sensitive with a fellow career, they were hard headed individuals, trained to deal with these circumstances.

Occasionally during the walk Galax would find himself stealing glances at Stella. She was indeed a sight to behold and it was hard for him to focus on anything else. His feet and brain were programmed to know where they were going, so his eyes were allowed some free time to look at the beauty. No matter how many times their hands may have made contact tonight Galax was still self conscious about how rugged and calloused his were in comparison to hers. If she handled weapons why weren't her hands the least bit calloused? He'd probably ask her once inside his home. There was no reason to ruin the silence they found themselves in during the walk.

After about what seemed to be fifteen minutes or so of walking the careers had finally reached the Castile household. Home sweet home, the boy sneered. Staring at his home Galax knew it wasn't the prettiest of things. The family itself was middle class and lived in proximity to the mines where his father worked. The inside was quaint and simple, but Galax did indeed have the best bedroom of all which was all that simply mattered to him. Standing outside the front door he turned to Stella and put on a devilish smile. Prepare yourself, he warned. Stepping in he turned to close the door behind them and could immediately smell the dinner that had been awaiting him for over an hour. I'm home, he shouted!

Instantly the brats decided to descend upon their older brother and guest, but before they could even utter a few words Galax was on top of them like a hound. Shut up and go away. Tell mom and dad you can all eat now. I'm going upstairs with her. Using his elbow to indicate he was talking about Stella the children just stared and then immediately followed their brother's orders. Taking Stella's hand once again he brought her upstairs to his room and shut the door behind them. Taking a minute to allow her to make herself comfortable he asked, would you like anything to eat? I can bring it up here for the both of us. In truth he was very hungry himself.

The career stood and awaited her reply. He hoped she wouldn't size up his home and or room. It was still a very odd feeling to have her here, and yet he almost enjoyed it.