You Run, I Con || Sawyer/Kate
Kate dreamed. For the first time in a long time, she dreamed. Well - remembered, really. It was she and Tom, a long while back. They couldn’t have been older than eleven or twelve, and Kate was already showing signs of typical childhood rebellion.
“Katie, we shouldn’t be doing this,” Tommy said.
“Yeah?” She questioned, raising her eyebrows as she threw herself over a hunk of scrap metal. “We’re doing it anyway.” She extended her arm, offering her hand for him to take.
He reluctantly clambered over the edge, and both children made it to the cliff looming over the empty construction lot in no time. Katie sat down on the edge, swinging her legs over the side, viewing the dimly lit workplace enthusiastically - like it gave her some kind of rush that couldn’t be obtained any other way.
“Katie…” Tommy pleaded, looking over at her nervously. “Let’s get outta here. Somebody’s gonna find us.”
“Nobody’s gonna find us,” Katie replied, her eyes meeting Tommy’s. “‘Sides, I’m good at runnin’.”
At that, Tommy finally cracked a smile, sitting down beside her, looking up at the moon. They sat there silently, not saying anything at all, just enjoying each other’s company for awhile. It had always been like that for the two of them. Not many words needed to be exchanged for them to communicate freely.
“I’m happy we came out here,” Tommy said quietly before standing up and helping the brunette to her feet. “But let’s go home.”
Katie jabbed him gently in the ribs with her elbow, smirking at him through the darkness. “Scaredy cat.”
And with that, Kate eased awake, her eyelids fluttering open, a smile on her lips. Whether it was because of where she was and who she was with, or because a happy memory had been returned to her, or a mixture of both, she didn’t know. She didn’t care. She was happy, and that was all that mattered.
Her vision came into focus, and she gave Sawyer a small squeeze, her arm still in the same place she’d left it. After a few moments, she sat up a little bit, looking up into his face sleepily, quickly realizing his reading glasses were on. Her brow furrowed. “What…”
She turned her head around, finally noticing the book in his hand. “Of course,” She said softly, tilting her head back so that she could look at him. How could she expect anything different? This was Sawyer, after all. To him, reading was like breathing - and it was second nature. She knew that, and she accepted it.
Maybe his intelligence was even a little bit of a turn-on.
Kate shook her head slightly and rolled her eyes, leaning forward to kiss him. One of her hands came up to cup his neck, her thumb moving gently against his skin. When their lips parted, she moved quickly, seizing the opportunity to snatch the glasses off his face while he was unprepared.
She laughed and rolled away from him, brushing her hair away from her face to slip on Sawyer’s glasses before he could do anything about it. She rose up onto her knees, grabbing one of his shirts and pulling it on over her head with a giggle.
“I’m Sawyer,” She teased, pulling her hair out of the shirt so that it fell over her back and shoulders. She fixed the glasses on her face and sat up straighter, smiling even wider as her eyes met his.
“And I like to seduce women with bottles of Schnapps.”