MHA #6 Sunday

[arboreal_priestess]

As much as Verity wanted to be out there, dealing with tremens herself, her first priority had been getting Liam safely home. She went with her home over his, since he still didn't have a real bed, though considering the state of her cupboards, maybe his place would have been the better idea after all.

But hey, this was Fandom. Takeout during an invasion was a thing, wasn't it? Especially if she tipped really well?

Whatever, they could make it work. Maybe Liam would believe that stale tortilla omelettes were a common Pacific Northwest breakfast food.

...She needed to go grocery shopping like whoa.

[For the guy!]

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[arboreal_priestess]

At some point in the proceedings, Verity had turned around on the couch to watch Liam putter around in the kitchen. She was having more of those warm, sappy feelings again, dammit.

"Lookit you," she said, giving him a soft smile as he brought over the tray of breakfast. "Totally worth waking up with coffee, see?"

[firstofitskind]

There were so many warm, sappy feelings in this apartment today!

"I suppose," he said, settling back down next to Verity and offering her a quick peck on the cheek. "Though I'm far more partial to waking up with you, as it happens."

[arboreal_priestess]

Verity was going to deny the heck out of hers, at least for a little while longer. The kids had spooked her a little bit.

"Me too," she said, smiling up at him in a way that was still decidedly sappy, regardless of plans to the contrary. "Which is why we still need to go out to Ikea, so I can wake up with you, too."

From their room at the end of the hall came a loud, probably-unrelated cheer.

"...Without the peanut gallery even."

Sure, Liam had roommates, but they all understood boundaries.

[firstofitskind]

"Well," Liam mused. "My schedule's still not terribly full. I've been talked in to running a workshop up at the school, but that doesn't even start for another couple of weeks."

[arboreal_priestess]

"See, now if the island wasn't swarming with monsters, I'd say that would be a nice way to spend a Sunday," Verity said with a sigh that was entirely for show. "Dammit, Fandom, no sense of timing."

[firstofitskind]

"And I didn't think to bring a portable ID field generator with me," Liam said, shaking his head. "My bad, I guess."

[arboreal_priestess]

"Clearly, you didn't think before packing for a weekend at the girlfriend's," Verity teased, like she hadn't hustled him from the clinic to her place. "Looks like you're stuck cuddling instead. Possibly with a side of TV."

[firstofitskind]

"Oh no," Liam deadpanned. "How terrible."

... The expression on his face probably gave away just how not-terrible he found the prospect, yes.

[arboreal_priestess]

"It's true," Verity said, looking very stern. "I might also demand cuddles segue into makeouts at some point. It's my apartment and I have gone mad with power."

[firstofitskind]

"Mad with power?" Liam echoed. "Actually, I'd say that seems pretty reasonable," he declared, after pretending to think it over.

[arboreal_priestess]

"Maybe you just don't know how many makeouts I have planned," she said, tugging him in for a kiss.

[firstofitskind]

Well, if Liam had any objections, he was a bit too occupied to voice them now. Or was that part of Verity's dastardly plan all along?

[arboreal_priestess]

Bwahahaha, she was a criminal mastermind! And look how cleverly she'd ensnared him with her lips and feminine wiles!

"Yeah," she said, pulling slightly away to catch her breath. "Definitely gonna be more of that this afternoon."

[firstofitskind]

"Hmm. No objections so far," Liam replied, a little breathless himself.

[arboreal_priestess]

"We should probably finish breakfast though," Verity said--and not just because Liam had probably cooked the only edible food in the house and it would be a shame to waste it. "Wanna keep our strength up. You know, for all that TV watching later."

[firstofitskind]

"That what they're calling it now, huh?"

[arboreal_priestess]

"I taught high schoolers for a semester," Verity informed him. "I am hip to every lingo."

Verity, you were twenty-two, god.

[firstofitskind]

"Oh good, so since I'm teaching this semester, I can come to you if I have any questions about... teenagers."

Yes, he said that last word as if it was an entirely foreign concept. Mostly because it was.

[arboreal_priestess]

She laughed. "Absolutely," she promised. "I'll be here to translate all your teen-to-human speech, anytime you have trouble. Maybe I'll even stop by and watch your class sometime."

[firstofitskind]

"So long as it's not to judge the fact that I'm making them use safety equipment as we jump from high places," Liam replied. Caving didn't exactly lend itself to free-running, after all. Lots of rappelling, though.

[arboreal_priestess]

"Well, that takes all the fun out of it," Verity pouted.

[firstofitskind]

"So do broken bones," Liam pointed out.

[arboreal_priestess]

"Pffft, you only break something if you're doing it wrong!"

Very helpful, Very.

[firstofitskind]

Liam's expression shifted at that statement, traces of playful banter disappearing as something more solemn took over.

"Even experienced cavers can have accidents," he replied, his tone clipped.

[arboreal_priestess]

Verity's brows contracted together. "Hey, hey, I'm just teasing," she said, leaning over to pat his knee. "You know the only reason I take those risks is because I've spent years preparing and practicing."