MHA #6, Wednesday Afternoon

[arboreal_priestess]

They hadn't gotten home until almost dawn yesterday morning, trying to plan for the Covenant and what they could do to keep Baltimore safe from them. And Verity, more dispirited than she was willing to let on, had just fallen facefirst into their--her bed the moment they'd gotten into the bedroom, barely taking the time to kick off her shoes and remove her holster.

Even now, it was afternoon and she was struggling against waking up. Liam was a warm presence beside her, offering comfort just by being there. What would she be doing now if she didn't have him, she wondered? Trying to bring people together all by herself? No one to hold her when it all got to be a bit too much? It was bad enough those rare nights he went back to his place and she didn't follow along; imagining not having him at all was...awful.

Without saying anything, she rolled over on her side and wrapped her arms around him, burying her face in his side.

[For the modded one, please!]

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[firstofitskind]

“I thought we were supposed to be a team, anyway,” Liam retorted, bringing the rest of the dishes to the sink and then moving to wrap his arms around her from behind. This, the back-and-forth, the working in the kitchen, the cleanup after, it all felt... comfortable. Domestic. Right.

[arboreal_priestess]

"We are a team," Verity said, smiling up at him. "Just sometimes, our team motto is 'every man for himself.'"

And it just so happened that those times corresponded to dealing with excited mice. Weirdly.

[firstofitskind]

“Ugh,” Liam said in mock-frustration. “You’re lucky you’re cute,” he continued, shaking his head.

[arboreal_priestess]

"No," Verity said with a smile. "I'm lucky I'm yours." Right now, it seemed like it was the only thing going right for her lately. "C'mon. We can worry about who's telling the mice later. Let's go see about making this our place."