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[destinetmalediction]

I mean it was worth it.

But impossible~

[quicksilverwings]

[Ciar would argue no it was not worth it but--]

If you're certain.

[Sorry, Hugo, he was distressed about it that night and that hasn't exactly gone away.]

[destinetmalediction]

I am. Now, where are you?

[quicksilverwings]

Home, in the living room. I figured now was as good a time as any to start that book I got last week.

[destinetmalediction]

Then be a dear and open the window?

[quicksilverwings]

[...?

Getting up and doing just that, then--]

[destinetmalediction]

[And in comes Hugo from the top (he was clearly on the roof), handing Ciar a bouquet of flowers and a very large box of variety chocolates.]

[quicksilverwings]

Ah--!

[His surprise softens into a smile within moments, though, as he takes the flowers and chocolate.]

Thank you, darling.

[Now come here, he wants a kiss--]

[destinetmalediction]

[A kiss he shall have!]

Surprise~!

[quicksilverwings]

And what a surprise it is. I'm not sure you could've timed that any more perfectly if you tried.

[It sure stopped Ciar from getting stuck in his own head over the other night!]

Let me get a vase for these flowers.

[... He's stealing another kiss, though--]

[destinetmalediction]

[Please, he totally planned this. But yes, more kisses.]

Mhm. Speaking of plans, order in tonight?

[quicksilverwings]

[Okay, vase located and in go the flowers!]

I think that sounds like a lovely idea. Any preference, treasure?

[destinetmalediction]

Hmm...are you feeling fancy or cheap heaven?

[quicksilverwings]

It feels like it's been a while since we've done fancy, come to think of it...

[destinetmalediction]

So how do we feel about ordering from that very nice new Mexican place?

[quicksilverwings]

That sounds perfect.

[... Another kiss, because he can't help himself.]

[destinetmalediction]

[...yeah, another kiss. And another. And one more.]

[quicksilverwings]

[Ciar giggles, tugging Hugo over to the sofa.

He pauses before they sit down, though, and glances at Hugo--does he want to sit in Ciar's lap or does he want Ciar in his?]

[destinetmalediction]

[In his lap, you. He'll pull out his phone to place the order.]

Just tell me what you want, dear.

[quicksilverwings]

[Happily settling into Hugo's lap, then!]

Mm, arroz a la tumbada sounds good, I think. [A pause.] And their hibiscus tea?

[destinetmalediction]

[He nods, plugging that in. He gets something with a lot more beef--his iron is low again.]

And there. It should be here soon~

[quicksilverwings]

Excellent. Thank you, treasure.

[He steals a kiss, then reaches up to start playing with Hugo's hair.]

Now, how was your day?

[destinetmalediction]

Mmm, exhausting. I do hate having to play nice with some of these people, but it's worth it for the connections.

[quicksilverwings]

You know I'd be willing to tag in for you on interacting with some of those people, darling.

[A forehead kiss.]

I want to help.

[destinetmalediction]

I know, I know. I simply don't want to risk you getting in the crossfire if a heist goes poorly.

[quicksilverwings]

That's a risk for me with even my own work, dear. [A proper kiss this time.] Though I do appreciate the concern.

[destinetmalediction]

I know, I know. I just worry.

[quicksilverwings]

I know. [He lifts a hand to cup Hugo's cheek.] And I do appreciate the worry.

[God, he's so soft for this man.]