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"You have to kill me? That's dismal."
She took a coat from the coat hook and gingerly wrapped the prosthetic before slipping it in the bag. "Alright. Let's go."
"Well... yeah! But I don't like how easily you can recall it!"
He hesitated before reaching down and brushing her hair back. "You should find someone else," he said quietly, his fingers brushing through her...
“Oh, I don’t know. It can’t be that hard, though.”
“No,” she agreed. “I wouldn’t. But you’re killing me right now.”
She took the prosthetic gently and moved to put it in her purse before hesitating. “Should I wrap it in something? I don’t want it to get hurt...”
He gasped, feeling as if he should be offended. “I beg your pardon?”
He sat on the edge of the bed and was quiet for a moment. “I love you,” he said after a moment, standing up, his brows furrowed. “And I’m always...
“And I can teach you to fly,” he said cheerfully, brushing his fingers through her hair slowly.
“Oh, God,” she said, a loving grin on her face as she shook her head. “I’m actually going to kill you.”
She nodded, offering him the orange juice. "Good. Are you okay to leave the apartment without it? I can put it in my bag."
Jack chuckled, stirring the chocolate into the cream with a whisk. The sweet smell of cocoa filled the room as he spoke. "You speak 'baby' now?"
He came in a few minutes later, his brows furrowed. "Tez?"
"It's the norm, yeah," he said with a shrug. "Pixie dances are generally with lots of flips through the air. They're more fun that anything."
"Uh uh. You can't just say something like that and tack on 'obviously' at the end of the sentence, like it's something I should clearly know," she...
She let go when he stood, giving him a sunny grin. "Are you going to wear the prosthetic?" she asked, heading to the fridge and setting out two...
He laughed, stuffing more pancake pieces in his mouth.
He looked up and watched her leave before bowing his head with a sigh and returning to his work.
He looked up at her with a small, mischievous smile, her grey, green eyes crinkling with his smile. "You can't fly, though."
