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 Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2017 6:20 pm
It seemed only natural to swing by the Zeus dorm after she had given Beth her gift. Unfortunately, the idea had not hit Misha until after she was done with her darling Hera Chosen. So she had to detour, anyway, but it was worth the effort. If nothing else, it allowed her to pick up the little bag of cookies and the swanky little eyeglass repair kit in its leather case for Mal as well as Brian's gift. Two birds, one stone. After being forced to leave Mal's gift hanging from his room's doorknob, though, Misha had to admit - to herself, at least - that she should never just assume people would be where she wanted them to be simply because she wanted to see them at that exact instant. She was committed, though, by this point and crossed mental fingers as she approached Brian's door. She hoped he would be home. It was one thing to leave Mal's present at his door; it felt very different if she had to do the same for Brian. Misha did not dwell on what that could be. Instead, she neatly tapped out a rhythm on the door. Then she took a step back and smoothed her dress.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2017 12:32 pm
Brian stood up from his desk and appeared with a pen in his mouth behind the open door. He smiled when he saw it was Misha, took the pen from his mouth and tossed it back on the desk.
"Hey!" he said, and stepped out to give Misha a hug. "Nice duds."
ShortGreen I think Gaia ate her dress. Is it the elf one?
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2017 6:46 pm
"Thank you. I figured it was a good idea to be suitably festive when playing this part." Misha giggled and immediately stepped into the offered hug, no hesitation. For a moment, she lost herself in the warmth of his hold. Then she drew back with a delighted smile. Reaching up, she tapped a finger against his lower lip. It was a clear call-back to the abandoned pen. "I'm not interrupting anything important, am I, Handsome? You can't be doing your taxes. It's too early. Maybe balancing your check book?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2017 1:14 pm
Brian's eyebrows shot up and his eyes widened. What in the world was that? He kissed her finger reflexively, and only when she continued to speak did he recognize what she meant.
"Oh, no, you're fine. Wanna come in?" He had only been making a to-do list, and he hadn't gotten very far. He'd have to ask the higher-ups if anyone needed a supply run.
Misha, like Beth, seemed like she might be doing her gift-giving rounds with a getup like that, so he certainly wouldn't be offended if she denied his invite. He didn't see all too many packages with her, though.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2017 2:17 pm
His instinctive kiss to her finger brought an even brighter smile to her lips and Misha bit back a happy sigh. She adored tactile affection so very much and Brian had quickly fallen into line to oblige. She was a very lucky girl. "It'd be my pleasure to come in and distract you utterly." Misha giggled and slipped past him. She immediately beelined to his bed where she perched on the edge. She gave him an expectant smile.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2017 2:25 pm
Brian had the bizarre urge to put the pen back into his mouth, but instead he just turned and came in. Rather than join Misha on the bed, though, he went down on his knees and went under it, looking for Misha's present. It being the only one left, it wasn't all that hard to find. He crumpled up the little paper marker that said "Misha" and tossed it in the trash as he came up and offered it to her.
"Merry Christmas."
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2017 3:23 pm
As he straightened, he found Misha in a curious pose, right hand to her chest and grey eyes wide and white teeth pressed to her full bottom lip. "Oh, Brian," she breathed. Then she broke character, winked, and leaned forward to kiss his forehead. "Don't ever go down on one knee in front of a girl unless you mean it, Handsome," she giggled. Taking the box, she set it on her lap and then fished out a gaily wrapped box from the purse she had dropped onto the mattress beside her. She handed it over with a solemn-sweet smile. "Merry Christmas."
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2017 3:34 pm
Brian looked to Misha as if he had done something horrible. What was that face? Had he ripped his pants? He hadn't heard them rip. The explanation came shortly after and he just shook his head and chuckled.
"Aren't we a bit early in our relationship for that, Beautiful?" He traded her box for his tiny stack. There were three boxes, one smaller, one that looked distinctly like a giftcard still in the cardboard that someone had wrapped, and the third a chunkier sort of box, but still one you could carry one-handed...almost, anyway. The paper was blue with white snowflakes.
He smiled to Misha and began to open his gift.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2017 9:13 pm
"Oh, I don't know. I feel like I've known you forever which pretty much makes me the luckiest girl." She cradled his gift to her and smiled at him as he began unwrapping his own. "Besides just look at how much we've been through," she added with a gentle laugh. "Metal birds and sunsets and swamps and nudity." Misha watched him closely with bright eyes. Her bottom lip caught just barely beneath her teeth. She really hoped he liked it. For some reason, he had been so much harder to shop for than most of the others. grasshopper pie Brian will find this in the box. Inside the wallet, he'll find a candid picture of the two of them, faces close, grins wide. Misha somehow snapped it with her phone camera at some point.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 11:38 am
Brian saw the lightning bolt and gave a delighted laugh. Cute. His wallet had been on its way out anyway too, and now he could be God-appropriate. He opened it only to check how many card slots it had and if it had a coin zipper, but instead he found a photo of them. His shoulders sank and his expression went soft. He smiled. Brian looked over the photo for a good few moments, and then his smile grew with a soft breath of air and he turned to Misha.
"When did you even take this?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 7:53 pm
His reaction warmed her all through and Misha could not resist the enormously pleased smile that curved her lips. "I can't believe you don't remember," she teased. "You fought me so hard on it. Nooo, Misha, I don't like pictures. You don't want a picture of me. Nooo." She laughed and leaned forward over her presents to peek at the picture. "I took it during our sleep-over. Remember? When you had me come to your apartment in Houston and we stayed up way too late watching movies and eating pizza."
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 7:57 pm
Brian laughed and shook his head.
"I didn't think you'd took it!" Had she been planning this at the time? Ah, it didn't matter. It was cute, and he appreciated it. In fact it made him feel a bit warm and fuzzy, but that wasn't something he'd share. It'd be left for Misha to try and read in his eyes. He leaned over and kissed Misha's cheek just below the apple.
"Thanks, Meesh."
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 8:15 pm
"Of course I took it." Cheeks flushed a pretty pink, Misha twisted to return the kiss. Hers fell closer to the corner of Brian's mouth while still maintaining a level of chastity. "I've been thinking about making it my lock-screen, Handsome, but thoughts of my mom seeing it keeps me behaving... And you're very welcome. I'm so glad you like it."
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 9:21 pm
Brian smiled at the return kiss, even as his eyes reflexively shut. It was a kissing instinct you couldn't really unlearn, he guessed.
"You're too sweet," he said, and his accent returned ever so briefly in that subtle way that said he wasn't doing it on purpose. Misha had a way with him. Her presence was comforting. There was no need for a stiff upper lip.
Now he thought his presents might be kind of lame. Misha's was very personal, and damned if he wasn't going to switch over his cards and things as soon as she was gone.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 9:54 pm
"I'm just glad you don't think it's a lame and silly gift." The touch of soft accent in his voice further reassured Misha and she straightened in her seat. "I just couldn't resist it. What with the lightning bolt and all. The picture was just a bonus impulse." She smiled gently. "I think it's a great picture. We both look so happy."
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