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 Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 10:20 am
He eyed her suspiciously, trying to discern something other than an honest fact in that statement, but there wasn't. The slightest amount of color rose to his cheeks, and he scoffed derisively and turned his head to the side as she kissed his neck.
"Are they going to let you hop in and out like that?" Jack asked. "You've been using it recently. This offer isn't birthday exclusive in case you feel there's a rush."
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 10:25 am
"I'll find a way," she insisted again. "I'll find a way." More sure the second time, to herself.
She turned his head to face her again, bumping her forehead against hers like she'd wanted to much earlier that day. "There is a rush, aight?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 11:03 am
IncongitoShe was halfway through plaiting her hair into one thick, messy braid when Chris said he was ready. Not sure what she expected, Abbi whirled around and took a moment before she laughed, bright and full. "Sorry, bud. Don't think that's gonna fool them." But it was cute that he'd tried. After a few more seconds of hastily finishing her hair, a hop and a skip had her over by the bed and both hands clamored to pull the larger man up and off. "You need something... A bit more. Its like oh! OH! Its like when Cap and Natasha had to go undercover in Winter Soldier, right? So like, yanno. Find a new outfit!" With a grin she shoved him toward the door, starting to bounce in her excitement. "Go pick a new outfit and meet me back here in five." For a second she paused, going just a touch sparkly. "If you have like, reading glasses I would def suggest that."
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 11:19 am
"If you say so, birthday girl." He nudged her back with his nose, debated something else, and then went with it. "Sorry for bitching out earlier."
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 11:30 am
"No yer not," Chel said with a sideways grin, sliding back down to where she'd been before, resting on his chest rather than awkwardly suspending herself over his head.
She let out a long breath and said, "'Fore we go to sleep and I deny this whole thing I'm 'bout to say ... I know ya don't really give a s**t, but I talked to Dawson ... told him I wasn't interested on account of- us bein' an us. Never had to turn down someone 'cause of another someone like that ... Was a weird feelin'." A feeling that she was beginning to realize ran much deeper than sex with a friend.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 11:40 am
Jack chewed over that for a moment, then switched arms behind his head. He wasn't interested, but at the same time—
"You do remember this isn't an exclusive thing, right?" he said, making a vague gesture between them. "******** the fatty if that's your kink for the day, I just don't want to hear about how pathetic it was afterwards." They'd already established quite clearly that Dawson was second rate, so now he wasn't the least bit bothered about it other than if she chose to regale him with the extremely boring details of audible breathing and the sound of IQ slowly leaking out the ears to the sound of ayup partner yeehaw.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 11:46 am
"I know," Chel said, following his movements and adjusting her body when he did. There was an expression on her face that was pensive, biting her lip and all. "I know." Repeating things seemed to be her thing today.
Then you get why I'm denying this conversation.
"Wasn't fair on his end s'all." She wiggled her pinkie above her face again. "Then again, maybe I'm fallin' madly in love with Prince Charmin'. This ring feels pretty serious."
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 12:05 pm
He scoffed and toed his shoes off like it was nothing and avoided the unfortunate pit they seemed to always visit. "You want me for my castle, my pet dragon, and my giant friend," he retorted as he leaned his head against the couch, placed his glasses somewhere safe, and closed his eyes. "The marriage is a sham."
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 4:35 pm
incognito
Chris blinked. The only different between Cap in disguise and Chris in that moment really was the glasses. But he thought he understood, mostly. "Okay, okay," he grunted, stumbling as he was pushed out the door.
He was about two minutes late returning because it took him extra time to find the glasses she requested. They'd long since been buried deep in a drawer somewhere, but he'd unearthed them. They were thick rimmed and big, and they felt awkward as they sat perched on his nose.
He'd dug up an god-honest, actual button up shirt somewhere (it may not have even been his) and had it buttoned neatly an everything. He'd exchanged his snapback with a stupid saying under the bill for a beanie that covered his blond hair. The change ended there.
He looked like a ******** nerd. "Are you satisfied? I look ridiculous."
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 6:05 pm
Incognito
It was really to Abbi's favor that Chris took so long, as she had fished out her old purple contacts and was standing with her nose practically touching her mirror in an attempt to get them in. The first one had gone in perfectly, but the second one was giving her a dozy of a time.
The moment she'd been alone she changed into an oversized sweater that hung off one shoulder enough that she'd tossed on a tank underneath, accompanied by yoga pants (she was surprised at herself that she actually owned a pair of pants at all) and a pair of oversized pastel sneakers she'd forgotten she'd bought. She knew he was due back any moment, but she was still startled when he returned and nearly dropped the second contact.
"What huh-- Yowza!" A hand smacked over her mouth when she caught sight of him, clearly grinning behind her freckled fingers.
"No you look really cute! I mean, sure, the glasses could be a little slimmer, but nah! You clean up well, Axten." She went so far as to wink at him before she shuffled the little purple sliver on her finger.
Before she turned to the mirror she turned back to the man and blinked wide eyes at him, momentarily heterochromic with one blue eye and one purple.
"So whaddya think? Am I'm cuter with blue eyes or purple?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 6:18 pm
incognito
He snorted, sticking out his tongue snottily at her. "Cute! I look like I got bullied in high school." He held out his arms to look down at himself and sighed. So bad.
He stepped up to the mirror to stand next to her and made a show of hming and hawing. "Neither. You're a fierce battle nurse." He pinched her cheek, making a face at her as he did so. "Put your other eye in and let's go, or we're going to miss them."
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 6:49 pm
Home
"It was a house and now it's a castle? You're a sham," Chel mumbled back to him with a yawn.
Except the part about the giant might have been true.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 7:00 pm
Makeover
Jack slept longer than Chel (she hadn't realized just how exhausted he was- she'd slept through the night, but maybe he'd had a harder time? It worried her but it wasn't like she was any different).
She went to her bathroom and touched up her own face (some of her eyeliner had smudged off, most likely now to be found on Jack's shirt- woops) and then grabbed her kit, pulling what she thought would be closest to Jack's tones and hues out to the living room. There was a whole slew of things available for use, because despite the fact that Chel wore nearly the same thing every day, she usually experimented in her down time. It was actually something of a hobby.
Chel stepped out of the room, leaving Jack to sleep as long as she wanted while she went and made the necessary arrangements, most of which entailed taking so many shifts that there wasn't an hour for anything else in her life.
But then, that was how it was usually.
"Jaaackles," she taunted, pulling his hair the same way she had this morning. She was crouched by the couch, chin in her hand while she watched Jack with an oddly complacent, affectionate smile.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 9:03 pm
Makeover
In contrast to that morning, he had been mostly still throughout his nap. He had stirred when he unconsciously felt he was able to move and had rolled to his side while half-asleep, with his back against the couch and his face inches from Chel's when she called his name.
Jack's face wrinkled briefly before he blearily opened his eyes. He wasn't one who liked taking naps and it showed; he looked worse than before if it was possible. He took one look at Chel and merely blinked hard, not quite yet able to understand why she'd be smiling at him like that.
"You rang?" he murmured.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 9:23 pm
Makeover
"You slept for like two whole hours bruh. Sit up," she told him. Hadn't he been the one to tell her not to let him sleep more than an hour?
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