SoA: Charming Carnival

(SoA: Charming Carnival)

A/N: Tig's being cockblocked I know lol

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A day off? Tig and Asma welcomed the suggestion when Jessica told them they were all going to the carnival. The blue-eyed biker didn't mind a little bit of fun, especially not after the whole year ran a train on them. From the deals they had to reluctantly accept to the moments Jessica got shot at, tortured, or kidnapped, SAMCRO and the Knights all needed a break and some fun. So he didn't even think twice when Jessica said « Carnival ». Asma tagged along, as she always did and looked peculiarly cute with her fall attire. A lovely summer dress with a nice cardigan. She looked like those pinups from the 50's, complete with the hairdo, which looked nice with his bike. They joined the others a little later because Asma felt like fooling around with him a little longer but they got there in time, finding the rest of their family waiting for Jax and Jess to come back. Tig took the opportunity to turn around and look into the young woman's eye. Their own ride had not been an easy one either. Not so long ago they were arguing because Asma wanted to know more about the club. She was adamant about being let in which he was reluctant to agree to. He cupped her cheek with his large hand and stroked it gently. Asma eyes looked at him, questioning his gaze as she didn't understand the silence that had settled between the two of them. Well, silence, it felt like it because she had tuned out of the humdrum of the place. Adults and children were screaming alike, balloons were popped, people were kissing but it all became a white noise at the back of her head because the only thing she was focused on was Alex.

« Why are you looking at me like that? Do I have something on my fucking face or what? » -She teased, her voice distracting him for a while and making the old man grin.-

« You don't.... yet. » She curbed a brow and chuckled.

« Please! You're being corny! » -He grinned at her- « Alex...I'm serious. » She said again, taking her time to repeat the words as he had wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her against him. Asma gasped and gently rubbed his arms, over the fabric of his jacket.

« I'm just one lucky bastard. That's what I've been thinking of. » He admitted, the hand on his cheek stroked the soft and warm skin of her face.

« You only say that because I'm not up all of your business. Wait until I am. » She grinned and planted a kiss on his lips. « We're good Alex. We're good, okay? » She pursed her lips and pushed herself on her toes so she could steal a kiss from him, but Alex pulled away, making her groan in annoyance.

« What do you want to do? I'd say.....Shooting booth! I want to win something for you. They always have a bear or some shit like that. »

« You're going to cheat! You're a pretty good shot! You're going to drain them of their money. » She laughed as he scooped her over, his hands on her ass to help her keep her balance while she wrapped them around his waist and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. « Ahahah, put me down, you savage! »

« You want to be down? You know the price, right? »

Before they could kiss, they were interrupted with a very loud Opie who was smacked by Lyla for being, well, an obnoxious kid as always. Asma laughed and shook her head. Piepie always did something like that. He would make anyone blush with his very crude remarks and kids be damned if they were around him. Because of him, Ava's first word was « fuck » and because of him, she was sure Abel and Thomas would learn a few things way too early for their age. It made her roll her head and close her eyes as she enjoyed the warm wind that blew into her hair. Jax came back with the queen and gave all the tickets he bought to Opie, forcing Tig to put Asma back on the floor and run towards Opie to get his share. Once secured, he grabbed Asma's hand and walked further into the carnival, searching for the shooting booth. She looked at him from behind, enjoying the sight of his nice ass and whistled.

«What? »

« Nice ass! » She said with a grin. Tig faked to be outraged and gave her a sly grin.

« Why thank you! You like the view? » -He shook it a little, which made her laugh and shake her head. « What? »

« I don't know, I could slap it. » She moistened her lips and stopped walking. He lifted a brow, his baby blues stared at the small black woman who was staring at him as if he was the Mona Lisa or some shit like that. She seemed relaxed, which, frankly, he had not seen her be in several weeks so it made his heart feel warm. She seemed to have regained some colors since Jessica had returned and it felt good to see. Jessica was Asma's whole world and he realized that there would be a moment she would have to know what exactly is going on with her sister. He knew she had decided to downplay her anger and worries when he asked her not to put her concern back on the table and it only was a matter of time before she exploded if he didn't at least give her something to chew on. For now, everything was good and Alex wanted to enjoy the moment of peace they just had. Her smiles, her laughter, her warmth. He wanted it and even more, so he turned on his heels and walked towards her, slowly, before he wrapped his arms around her shoulders while she wrapped her around his waist. She cooed against him and pushed herself back on her feet.

« Kiss me. » She whispered, ready to romance his mouth like the Ryan Gosling's memes. And he wanted to kiss her back, indulge her request, press his rough lips against the soft and sugary lips of his Bella and show the world that he loved her and would not let any other scumbag lay one hand on her. Their lips were almost about to touch when a group of kids ran next to them and distracted Asma and Tig. They were joining the growing line waiting at the shooting booth and made Tig groan as the kids were too young to watch adults explicitly kiss. Asma groaned but opted to just hug and lean against Tig.

« Eeewww icky! Kisses are icky! » Said one of them, but his older sister shook her head and replied « No. It's romantic! When people love each other they kiss! Like, mom and dad! Nobody likes you so nobody will kiss you ! » the little boy started to cry. « You're lying! You're lying! » Asma chuckled and looked at Tig who had wrapped his arm around her shoulders and entwined his fingers with hers.

« I wasn't kissed since we got there. » He complained. « We're always interrupted. »

« I guess you'll have to earn a kiss. I think it can be fixed if you win me something and if you win me many things, I promise you I will fuck you so good you won't remember your name tomorrow. » She wiggled her brows.

« I won't remember my name tomorrow? » He purred at her suggestion, enjoying the sound of her promise. Asma picked that up and added quietly.

« If you ever wake up. » She trailed off, wiggling harder before she looked in front of them and waited for the line to shorten.

"Then I will win everything!"

It was a good day, a simple day that was quite rare for the boys and the girls of this big messed up family. They were taking the best of this moment, eating at it as if it was their last meal.

-TBC-