[ It's mid-afternoon and he's prepping food in the kitchen because he hoarded some groceries from the store two blocks away. He's pretty methodical for all that the kitchen looks like an ordered mess. There's a box full of cold sandwiches on the couch because sure the Admin's got things covered, doesn't mean he can't do his part.
He's smoking though a cigarette right now, his coffee's gone cold and Naoki is keeping him company on the counter with a piece of shiny crumpled tinfoil to gnaw on. ]
for a second i thought it was mae's apartment and was about to go DON'T SMOKE BITCH
[She has slept in the same clothes that she came in here yesterday - same clothes she was at City Hall in, too - only that's the only thing that makes this sort of feel like a walk of shame. Other than the fact that there is no shame, and nothing to walk away from.
That aside, it's been cozy here. She has to wonder, constantly, whether it's cozy because of the warmth or because of the company; constantly, remember the conversation with Ariadne and kick herself ever so gently over being a dumbass and a half. And yet, she still came here.
Because she's not the kind of dumbass and a half that ruins a good friendship with non-platonic feelings. Blossoming. For both.
While Mae isn't the biggest fan of coffee, she's learnt the appeal of it in Eudio. So because it's a hot beverage and hers has gone cold too, she's settled on making a new pot while Josh carried on prepping food. Beverages are her thing, not food.
After she pours herself a new cup and tops it off with milk -- aplenty -- she walks on over and touches his mug to check. Not asking, she takes that and dumps the cold coffee in the sink, refilling quietly. It's almost...pleasant. Dumbass and a half queen.]
Thanks. [ He tosses a grin over his shoulder as he packs a couple more sandwiches in foil wrap.
Mae brought it up while they were sitting together, heater warm and close by at City Hall. Hot chocolate and booze is good, but people need fuel to burn and while he half thought to himself that there'd be a mozzarella stick truck rolling up into the drive, that wouldn't be enough to feed everyone. ]
Snowfall looks bad. But I think we can maybe go later.
[ They could time it for when Hikaru finished the rounds; using City Hall as a rendezvous point and then come back together. ]
[And maybe someone out there was vegan. Yes, all good valid points. She's very proud that her quiet little suggestion has triggered such a response from him, considering the whole load of food he's turning into sandwiches.
So sweet.]
Yeah? [Hadn't even looked outside the window, but it's true. She lets out a groan.] Why is this happening in May?
Try snow in September, in a country that was supposed to be the tropics.
[ Granted, it was only ever contained to Falner, but still. The temp change as soon as you stepped out the Main Gates were weird.
Scratching Naoki behind those ears now, as he kills his cigarette on the ashtray. The kitten purrs contentedly in response and proceeds to roll around and gnaw affectionately on his fingers. ]
Thanks. [Yes, shelf - there's the sugar. And she's going to help herself and her coffee to some sugar, stirring it in with the same spoon she scooped it with.
[Okay, so - she takes another teaspoon from the drawer, then walks on over to where he's standing, with the cat, and adds just a bit -- what she imagines is just a bit -- into his coffee, stirring. Standing close, no big deal; it's heat preservation.]
Yes, but what would I do here? Don't get me wrong, it's been very night to sleep here last night, but - it's your place. Everything in it is yours, and fits, and I sort of...[Don't?] Well, I'm a guest. Nobody likes a guest who overstays their welcome.
[ There's a frown now, and maybe Naoki stops batting at his chin in favor of burrowing against his palm. You and tiny seem to be at odds ( he's got eyes, alright ) and it would be cute, but this conversation's more pressing. ]
You're not an imposition Mae.
[ There are things he knows that you don't. But they're not for him to tell. ]
And I don't think either of us could forgive ourselves if something happened to you.
[ He slides his gaze away at that; scratches the kitten behind the ears.
( She's not one of the Hounds, Josh. Of course she'd wonder. He honestly forgets sometimes, you know? ) ]
[There's no reason to be blushing over this, it's the absolute truth and that's how she says it, turning to look at him.]
The feeling is mutual. [For a beat, she stands there with the spoon in her hand, not stirring.] But, [and resumes activity again.] That doesn't mean you should let me impose - I'd feel better if you told me when to stop sweating up your bedsheets. Plus there's privacy -- I'm sure you're not getting a lot of that with me here...
[All done with the sugar, she walks back to put it in its place and pick up her mug.]
I don't feel alright, not having something to do.
Edited (i mean it's even better in the edit) 2015-05-24 14:55 (UTC)
[ He can't... really... knock her on the privacy thing.
Okay, setting Naoki down and feeling the kit hide behind his foot. He steps gingerly, picking up that mug and letting the warmth seep into his hands. ]
We-- [ take a breath, this is delicate ] --honestly don't mind.
[ Looking down at the cup. Yeah, he'll just say it. ]
But I suppose I get the apprehension.
[ It's probably weird, right? Knowing your almost-married friends could be going at it in the next room. ]
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