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#she'd be like jeremy there's something on your cheek!! (starts making out with him)
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mythandlaur · 11 months
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Code: July Day 6 - Mistakes
A lot of people get on Jeremie's case for not apologizing for this one, so...here's that. It's a messy, imperfect apology--but it is one.
...And also some banter because I'm ship trash now apparently
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They don't have too much longer until light's-out sends them back to their separate floors, not that Jeremie thinks he's going to sleep tonight with this new lead. That's just real egg on his face, isn't it--all of this trouble, only to find out Franz Hopper really is alive, somehow. XANA's probably really annoyed about seemingly being totally unable to kill him, but it works out for them.
Though, speaking of egg on his face...
His keystrokes slow down. There's still a loose end.
"Um...Aelita?"
"Yes, Jeremie?" She's leaning close to him to watch his screen, but turns to look at him, the sparkle of triumph still in her eyes. Their faces are almost too close, forcing Jeremie to push his chair to the side just to be able to focus on what had been running through his head most of the day.
Jeremie clears his throat, making a great deal of effort to look Aelita directly in the eye. She's now giving him a puzzled look, but he launches into it anyway.
"I, uh, I wanted to apologize, for what I said earlier about your dad, it's true I didn't think it was possible but I got upset and said something uncalled for--"
Aelita crosses her arms, interrupting him. "Jeremie, how long have you been practicing that?"
Jeremie sputters. "I--most of today..." he relents, breaking his forced eye contact to stare at his hands in his lap. He starts rolling the sleeve of his nightgown between his fingers. "B-but I do mean it! I just...I've been trying to figure out what to say so I didn't say it wrong."
Aelita sighs, and out of the corner of his eye, he catches her shaking her head. "Jeremie." It's a reprimand, but not a harsh one. When he doesn't immediately look back up at her, she reaches out and tilts his chin up herself. "I don't care if you say it wrong. I just care if it's honest. Besides, it's not as if it would be the first time."
Jeremie whines. "H-hey! You don't have to kick me while I'm already down!"
Aelita giggles, releasing his chin. "Sorry, I couldn't help it. So, do you want to try that again?"
Jeremie glances over to his computer screen. Through the remote supercomputer connection, he's attempting to search for any other matches on the DNA string code. "...I'm sorry," he manages, resting his cheek on a hand. "I knew I messed up as soon as it came out. I'm not saying you should forget where you came from, especially since it took so long to find it, but..."
"...but you think it can wait."
Jeremie finally looks her in the face again, pained. "I still can't say I get why it can't. But--that's...not really something I can say for you, or anything..."
"I don't want to put my whole life on hold. That includes my past."
"I know..."
Aelita's posture softens. She moves over to stand parallel to him, putting an arm around his shoulders. She'd been a very touchy person ever since arriving on Earth, and it had gotten them in trouble relating to the school's PDA policy a couple of times--Jeremie had asked about it once, and she'd said something about touch not existing on Lyoko, and he'd never complained about it again. Now that her memories are back, though, he's pretty sure she's just like that. Not that he's complaining.
"Thank you for apologizing," Aelita says, frankly. "And for double-checking."
"If it wasn't for you, I probably wouldn't have bothered trying..."
"And I'm sorry for leaving." She leans over to rest her head against his. "I don't regret it, but I should've at least told Yumi or Ulrich, too. The Scyphozoa..."
She lets the implication remain unfinished. Jeremie scoots himself up higher in his chair like a cat trying to push its head into a pet.
"I gotta ask," Jeremie muses, "Were you getting back at me when you went along with that whole 'oh, Jeremie said he was gonna kiss you both' thing Ulrich had to bring up?"
Aelita suddenly bursts out laughing, standing up properly. "Why can't I just want a kiss, huh? You're the one who said it."
Jeremie groans. "But I also had to kiss Odd."
"And that was an issue?"
"Well--no, but--you all know I was being facetious!"
"But Odd would've been so disappointed~..."
"You aren't answering my question!"
"Maybe I wasn't." Aelita puts a finger to her lips. "Maaaaybe I was."
"Stones!"
Both of them turn to see Jim in the doorway, an expectant look on his face. Aelita shakes her head, working out the last of her giggles. "I guess that's my cue. Please get some sleep, Jeremie."
"Well...!" Jeremie looks between Aelita, Jim (who's raised an eyebrow in an unspoken warning), and his computer. Surrounded on all sides. "...Apparently I am actually going to be doing that, now."
"You're welcome," Aelita tells Jim with a smirk, scooting past him to get out into the hallway. "We'll work on it more tomorrow."
"Understood. Goodnight, Aelita."
"Goodnight, Jeremie."
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