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]

"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."

[firstofitskind]

"So did my mother," Liam said quietly.

It hadn't helped her, in the end.

[arboreal_priestess]

Oh. Oh shit.

Verity leaned over and just pulled him into a deep hug.

[firstofitskind]

It was a long few moments before Liam felt like saying anything again. "Sorry," he said finally, head still buried in her shoulder. "You had no way of knowing."

[arboreal_priestess]

"It's okay," she murmured. "I get it. I'm sorry, too. I shouldn't be flippant."

[firstofitskind]

"No, I like when you're flippant, most of the time," Liam admitted, a trace of a smile in his tone. "Just maybe not about this topic in particular."

[arboreal_priestess]

Verity nodded. "I've got plenty of stuff to be flippant about," she said. "I won't miss this one."