Guys, I'm so sorry for the crap ton of mistakes in the last chapter, I was typing on my phone and it screwed up some of the spelling thingies yk. So sorry about that heh 😅.

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Mila's POV

That music sounds really nice.

I wonder what song I- oh wait.

I sat upright, scrambling to find my ringing phone.

"Hello?" I grumbled, rubbing my eye.

"Hi," a voice whispered back.

"Ajax?"

"That's my name Schatzi (treasure)."

"What happened? Is everything okay?" I asked, standing up and turning on my lights.

"Don't worry, everything's fine," he replied quickly.

"It's 3 in the morning."

"I know, I'm sorry. Can I come to pick you up?"

"Huh?"

"Please," he whined and I could almost see his puppy eyes.

"Ugh, fine."

I quickly washed my face, brushed, and pulled a hoodie over my shirt. I didn't bother with my hair, throwing it up into a bun.

I heard my phone ding meaning Ajax had sent me a text that he was outside.

Slipping on my Vans, I hurried down the stairs to Ajax's waiting car.

"Good morning," I muttered, sliding into the passenger seat.

"Good morning," he grinned, kissing my temple.

He seemed to be wide awake somehow and it was quite annoying.

How does he have this much energy?

"I brought coffee," he said, an adorable sheepish expression on his face.

"Aww thank you! Trying to make up for waking me at the devil's hour huh?" I fake smiled, taking the to-go cup.

"Sorrrryyyyyy."

I could tell by the smile on his face he wasn't sorry at all.

"What happened?" I asked as we drove towards his house.

I couldn't help but feel concerned that he called so early in the morning.

"I missed you," he shrugged, glancing over at me.

"I missed you too," I replied, my heart fluttering.

His apartment complex was eerily quiet as we climbed up the million steps to his 6th floor apartment.

"When are they going to fix the damn elevator?" I huffed, pausing to catch my breath.

"No idea. Might as well build my endurance hiking to my own house," Ajax replied sarcastically  

Once we were in his apartment, I was met with the familiar scent of his cologne.

How the hell does it get everywhere?

"So, what's the plan?" I asked, taking the last few sips of my coffee.

"I don't know," he shrugged.

"Ajax," I warned, giving him a stern look.

"I know you didn't drag me out of bed to tell me you missed me."

"Fine," he huffed, laying his head on my lap as we sat on the couch, "I really want to bake something.

"Seriously?" I raised a brow, running my hands through his soft hair.

I wonder what shampoo he uses...

"Yes seriously. I don't know how to cook and I reeeeeaally wanted cupcakes. Then I remembered Lena said you loved baking."

"You were craving them that much," I laughed at his sheepish expression.

"That's why I called you," he mumbled, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Okay, let's do it," I grinned, standing as he sat up.

We spent the next 20 minutes measuring out ingredients and putting them into the bowl. Ajax insisted on mixing because he had arm strength equivalent to the that of an electric mixer

*facepalms*

We had to wait 30 minutes for them to bake and in the meantime I prepared some buttercream frosting.

Or tried to.

"Ajax stoooop!" I whined as he smeared a bit of butter on my cheek.

"Oops my finger slipped," he snickered gently slapping my cheek with his flour covered hands making it stick to the butter. 

"You do realize I could just say 'oops the bowl slipped' and you'd be getting cream out of your hair for days," I deadpanned and he took a few steps back.

But that wasn't the end of it. I separated the frosting into different bowls to color them. When I turned around, Ajax used his thumb to swipe frosting on my forehead.

"You're a paid actor in the Lion King now."

Then I gently smacked him in the face with the frosting coated spatula.

It made a very satisfying smack.

And then I grabbed a dollop of cream and threatened to smear it all over his favorite black shirt.  Only it was a faded black colour from all the flour covering it. That's when he finally surrendered and moved to the far side of the kitchen.

Somehow Ajax actually had food colouring, apparently his mom brought it last time she came. His kitchen was honestly a joke because he had the bare necessities.

Men.

"Wait what color is that?" Ajax asked as I added the pink colouring to the frosting.

"Pink."

"It looks blue. What about that one?"

"Green," I replied adding the colouring to another bowl.

"And that's blue right?" He asked pointing to the blue container.

"Yeah, go put your glasses on," I suggested and his eyes lit up with excitement.

"Do I look hot?" he asked, a smirk on his face as he placed them on his face.

"Mmmm, sure," I replied, patting his shoulder.

"You know what, nevermind. Bye," he huffed, crossing his arm and stomping to the stairs.

"Noooo come back. I'm sorry," I pouted, holding back a laugh.

"You're the hottest and most handsome guy I've ever seen."

"Danke," he smirked, puffing out his chest and I rolled my eyes.

I tapped on my phone to check the time.

4:42 am.

"Wait wait wait," he said suddenly, grabbing my phone.

I couldn't see through the dark glasses but he seemed to be focusing on my wallpaper which was a selfie of Ajax and I making silly faces.

"What the hell," he mumbled.

"What?"

"My eyes," he muttered, his brows furrowing.

"You have green eyes Ajax," I smiled, showing him more pictures.

"Holy shit," he breathed zooming in.

It was a bittersweet moment, seeing him discover the true colour of his own eyes.

"I always thought I had hazel eyes," he whispered.

"You have the most beautiful green eyes," I replied, poking his cheek.

"Thanks," he mumbled, a smile tugging at his lips.

"Can you see my sweatshirt?" I asked, standing up so he could see the pink hoodie.

"Oh wow, I thought it was blue," Ajax said, shaking his head slightly.

"Wait your hair," he reached out to touch the strands.

"Is it different?" I asked, tilting my head.

"Yeah, it's redder than I thought. I thought you had almost black hair. But it's reddish brown."

I watched as he looked around the living room.

"Hold up," he said, grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl, "Apples actually have different colours?"

"Yes, there's red, yellow, and green."

"I heard people say that but I thought they were all just yellow," Ajax said, staring at the fruit in awe. It was adorable how he freaked out every time he saw a new colour.

He took off the glasses, looking around again.

"What colour is this?" he asked, holding up a red mug.

"Red," I replied.

"What the helllll," he exclaimed, his eyes wide, "That looks like olive green to me."

"Try it with the glasses."

I held back a laugh as his brows rose even higher when he realized the mug he was holding was indeed red.

The timer blared from my phone and I jumped, hurrying to turn it off.

stupid iPhone alarms never shut up until you pressed stop. God forbid you press snooze or you'd have another heart attack when it rang again.

I took out the cupcakes from the oven and set them out to cool.

"Hold on," I opened my phone and pulled up a colour wheel.

"What do you see?"

"The left side is blue shades and the right side is yellow shades."

"Now with the glasses?"

I watched his reaction carefully. His mouth dropped open and he grabbed my phone.

"Are you kidding me? That's what you see?"

"Yup," I nodded. I was living for his excited reaction, his bright eyes darting across the screen.

"Pink? That's pink?" he asked pointing at a colour.

"Mmm, that's magenta," I replied, leaning over his shoulder.
By now the cupcakes had cooled and they were ready to be frosted.

I handed Ajax the blue piping bag and took the green for myself and we got started.

I was so focused on my own decorating, I didn't look over to Ajax's work.

After I'd added the final flower to my cupcake, I looked up to find Ajax watching me intently.

"What?" I asked, biting my lip as my cheeks burned.

"I'm just admiring the view," he shrugged and I some how turned into a tomato.

Looking over at his cupcake, I was surprised to see a rose created from the blue frosting.

"For you my lady," he said in a posh accent making me laugh.

He held out the cupcake for me to take a bite.

"I'd be ruining your marvelous rose," I said as he pulled off his glasses.

"Well I hope you know I'm going to ruin your field of flowers," he stated, glancing at my own cupcake.

I took a bite of his cupcake, my lips brushing against his thumb. His eyes darkened as I licked the frosting off my lips.  I smirked, holding my own cupcake out to him.

He didn't look away as he bit into my cupcake, but I made sure I didn't let myself slip.

"Good?"

"Delicious," he smiled, licking his lips.

"You have some frosting," he motioned to the corner of his lips.

"No other side," he said as I tried to get it off.

He reached out, wiping the bottom side of my lip.

Bite his finger. No don't do that your not a dog.

So instead, I drew his finger into my mouth, gently swirling my tongue around it. I could taste the sweetness of the frosting.

Ajax's eyes darkened even more as he watched my and I held his gaze. He didn't make a move to remove his finger until I let it go with a pop.

I turned to go to the living room but his strong arms circled around my waist and pulled me back.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asked lowly making me shiver.

I turned to face him, sandwiched between the counter and his chest.

He leaned down, pressing his lips against mine. Our lips moved in sync as my body presses up against his. All I could feel was the heat transferring between us and the warm feeling of his lips. My hands automatically reach up to grip his hair, earning a moan from him as I tugged gently. Heat surged through my body at the sound. It was the first time I'd heard him moan and something in me wanted to make him do it more. 

I think I have a moan fetish.

His hands gripped the back of my thighs, signaling for me to jump. My legs locked around his waist and I gasped when I felt his hardness against my core.

Our make out session was suddenly interrupted by the loud blaring of my alarm. I jumped in his arms and he too seemed startled. Setting me down, I hurried to turn off the stupid alarm.

Guess what.

My dumbass pressed snooze.

"Well then," Ajax said in amusement, his lips now swollen.

"Oops," I chuckled sheepishly. Now the mood was ruined and there was no going back to that.

So, I let him scroll through my phone a bit more at the pictures.

The best part was when he was so surprised to find out that Pia's hair was a light shade of purple-grey instead of blue.

"I'm having a revelation," he breathed, staring at the picture.

"Do you wear red lipstick?" he asked suddenly, turning to look at me.

"Not really," I replied, "Only on special occasions, but there should be a picture somewhere."

I took my phone, scrolling to an old competition picture to show him.

"You look pretty," he said, looking at the picture.

"Thank you," I smiled, kissing his cheek.

"I like that colour on you," he smirked and I suddenly knew what he was getting at.

"Why are men always like this," I sighed, swatting his shoulder.

He laughed, moving towards the drawn curtains. He pulled them open and I got up, eager to see the Berlin skyline.

"Wow," he breathed, catching sight of the sun rising.

"It's beautiful."

I felt Ajax's arms wrap around my neck, hanging over my chest. He rested his chin on my head as we watched the sunrise.

"So that's red, pink, orange, and purple?" he asked, pointing at the various colours.

"Yeah."

"I have a new favorite color," he declared.

"What is it?" I asked, resting my head on his shoulder.

"Teal."

"That's nice, I like teal too."

"Good," he nodded.

I gently pulled off the glasses so I could see his eyes clearly. He gazed down at me with an unknown expression on his face.

Leaning down, he peppered my face with kisses making me laugh.

"I'm really glad I met you Mila," he spoke up after a few moments.

"Me too," I nodded, pressing my lips to his.

I felt a zap that sent tingles from my head to my toes. It wasn't like the kiss we'd shared earlier. It was much calmer, a loving kiss.

I suddenly felt this overwhelming emotion take over me. It made me want to hug Ajax tightly and never leave.

What scared me was that I'd never felt this emotion before.

But I had a feeling I knew what it was.

A four letter word.

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Another long chapter as requested ;). Let me know what you guys think! 

Thank you to @you_drew_stars for the idea, I hope you like it 🥺🙈.