He would forever maintain that it was an accident. Somehow he didn't see the large, bright pink sun hat before he sat down to take a well-deserved nap. Perhaps he was too busy loosening his buttons and cursing suits unto the end of time. None of this changed the fact that Jacob Keyes, lowly soldier, ruined Catherine Halsey’s favorite accessory.
He’d mulled over a solution for days, dodging her scowls and looks of distaste, almost upset by her avoidance and lack of closeness while they were out scouting the children. It was as though he had wronged her so greatly that they might never put their act on appropriately again. He had made a huge mistake, and she had had to do her least favorite thing in the universe because of him: shopping. The dress was nothing without a hat, so she’d been forced to buy another dress for the remainder of the trip.
Unforgivable.
But he swore he would make it up to her. With her reluctant blessing, Jacob took his leave one afternoon, refusing to give up his itinerary and making few apologies. It afforded Catherine peace and quiet, time enough to pore over her results and draw conclusions on this fitness study they were on. Jacob, however, was on the most important mission of his life to date.
Hours later, worn down but feeling triumphant, he returned. In his hands, he held a large box, which he silently offered over to the curious doctor. She didn't seem eager to open it, still annoyed, and he frowned and cleared his throat as she set it aside, then waved him off. All feelings of victory were denied.
That is, until the next day, when the doctor emerged from her dressing area with a powder blue cloche atop her hastily styled hair.
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catherine x jacob | halo
1/10/13 04:10 (UTC)He’d mulled over a solution for days, dodging her scowls and looks of distaste, almost upset by her avoidance and lack of closeness while they were out scouting the children. It was as though he had wronged her so greatly that they might never put their act on appropriately again. He had made a huge mistake, and she had had to do her least favorite thing in the universe because of him: shopping. The dress was nothing without a hat, so she’d been forced to buy another dress for the remainder of the trip.
Unforgivable.
But he swore he would make it up to her. With her reluctant blessing, Jacob took his leave one afternoon, refusing to give up his itinerary and making few apologies. It afforded Catherine peace and quiet, time enough to pore over her results and draw conclusions on this fitness study they were on. Jacob, however, was on the most important mission of his life to date.
Hours later, worn down but feeling triumphant, he returned. In his hands, he held a large box, which he silently offered over to the curious doctor. She didn't seem eager to open it, still annoyed, and he frowned and cleared his throat as she set it aside, then waved him off. All feelings of victory were denied.
That is, until the next day, when the doctor emerged from her dressing area with a powder blue cloche atop her hastily styled hair.