[For Jason] Dated 5 Feb 2012

[illuxinated]

If there's one thing that Lux Cassidy has always prided herself on, it's her ability to bounce back from life's myriad and many crushing disappointments. December had been as bleak a month as she'd ever had, probably because she let herself truly wallow for the first time in her life. She'd felt entitled to that, thought it was only fair; there was no precedent for her gaining and then losing biological parents. Surely there isn't any graceful way to deal with that.

January had finally brought the island back to normal, though, as well as her very own sewing machine and accessories. She'd been learning on Kate's, but there was something empowering about having her own machine. Whenever inspiration strikes, she's good to go, and doesn't have to worry about screwing up someone else's settings. Falling into her sewing had been easy, a worthy and much-needed distraction, and by the time February rolled around, for the first time in nearly two months Lux actually felt mostly like herself. There's no doubt that she misses Baze, still misses Cate and Ryan and all the rest, but it feels more like that's okay now. The world isn't buckled under the weight of it anymore.

Presently, she's seated on the floor of her treehouse peering in consternation at several panels of fabric spread out before her as she attempts to decide precisely what needs to be changed in the design. Baze's hut is bigger, has multiple rooms and better amenities, but it hasn't occurred to Lux once to move from the treehouse. Baze built this for her with his own two hands; that makes it worth way more than extra bedrooms.

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[prodigaljaybird]

Jason comes through the window, breaking the silence of his entry with a quick bark of a laugh. "It looks like a closet threw up in here," he says as he drops down behind Lux. Not wishing to break her concentration, he stows his desire to pull her into his lap and wraps his arms around her instead, chin on her shoulder to peer at the bolts of fabric.

"What are you making?"

[illuxinated]

Lux is so used to Jason's comings and goings at this point that she barely glances up when he slips through the window. His laugh elicits a frown, though, less at his amusement than at her own situation.

"I don't even know anymore," she admits. "It was going to be a dress, but then I decided I didn't really like the cut of the hem here, and thought maybe a blouse instead, but now I'm back to the dress idea again." She sighs, leaning back against him, and drops her head back onto his shoulder.

"I think I need a break. Save me, please."

[prodigaljaybird]

"I like the dress idea," says Jason, eying the fabric seriously before he gets distracted, burying his nose in the warmth of her throat. "You look good in dresses. Your knees are fucking adorable."

[illuxinated]

A laugh bursts abruptly from Lux at that, and she swings her head and torso around to stare at Jason in incredulous amusement. "My knees? My knees. I look good in dresses because of my adorable knees. That's what you're going with?"

[prodigaljaybird]

"Yeah, your knees," Jason returns with a grin, but he pulls her closer, playfully cupping her breasts. "Among other things." Kissing her neck, he then reaches down, long fingers tickling at her knees, tanned skin so thin over the bone. "Easy access, too."

[illuxinated]

"It all becomes clear," Lux replies on a laugh as she instinctively leans closer and nuzzles against Jason's dark hair. Ticklish in the tender spot at the back of her knees, she twitches involuntarily. "Knees are like the gateway to the magical land beyond, right?"

[prodigaljaybird]

"That's the idea," Jason replies, and, inspired by her squirming, moves his fingers to her sides instead. "Can't believe you've been up here all day," he adds, even as he seeks to make her scream, "I watched two movies."