Blue GhostGhost

Ajax and Eli drabble

This ficbit takes place a year or two after the end of Haunted City. My head is a silly place sometimes.

Ajax was at the kitchen table pouring over a recent case file with an expression of concentration as he sipped at his third cup of coffee. “I think I should take this case,” he murmured, flipping back to the abstract on the first page. “I’ve been looking for a trial that really got at the new laws about body possession of minors and I think this might be it.”

“I’m happy for you.” Eli paused from putting away groceries to look in his direction with a smirk. “Does this mean we should rent Invasion of the Body Snatchers for research?”

Ajax rolled his eyes. “Very funny.”

 “I thought so. Hey…” Eli frowned suddenly, pulling something from the cupboard and staring at it. “Did you know we have a box of dog biscuits behind the cereal? We don’t have a dog…”

Ajax pointedly didn’t look up as the room fell into a prolonged silence.

Suddenly realization passed across Eli’s face. “No,” he gasped out in disbelief. “You don’t.”

Ajax shrugged, cheeks turning ever so slightly red as he suddenly found something on page four of his brief exceptionally fascinating. “They’re your favorite. I didn’t see the harm.”

“You didn’t see…” Eli’s mouth clicked shut as he glared daggers in his boyfriend’s direction. “I’m not a fucking goddamn pet for fuck sake!”

“Baby, I know that.” Ajax was up out of his seat and crossing the room a moment later. Damn it all he forgot how sensitive Eli could be about his lycanthropy sometimes. “I know,” he soothed wrapping arms around a reluctant Eli and burying his nose in the crook of his neck. “Don’t be mad.”

Eli made a slightly annoyed noise but he was already starting to relax against him, the tension bleeding from his muscles. “You shouldn’t be anywhere near me when I change. It’s too dangerous.

Ajax sighed. “I’ve told you, you’re so drugged up on wolfsbane these days you can barely wag your tail.”

Eli flinched. “Guh. Don’t say stuff like that. Jesus. You’re such an idiot.”

“I am not.” Ajax hands were stroking down his sides, making it awfully hard to stay as angry as he’d like to be. This was humiliating. Who bought their werewolf lover dog treats anyway? What kind of nut job did that? Jack should be running for the hills not making this into another one of their weird domestic things. And really this shouldn’t make him feel safe, or loved or like he belonged here. Not at all.

 “You bastard, they’re not even vegetarian,” Eli grumbled, turning in Ajax’s arms to take a biting kiss.