driftfleet | Let's all hold hands and sing Kumbaya

[ considering the men who were in her life before him - it means the world to him to hear. it's a trust he'd rather die than break which is saying a lot because his will to live is pretty damn powerful; he's not the self-sacrificing type, he doesn't think. but even so, he wants to believe that he will never betray that trust, regardless of what it may cost him. not that...he expects it to cost him anything. ]

I won't let you down.

I hope I never let you down either.

[She feels like she did with Reid. Maybe even Piotr. That she wasn't there enough for them for things to work out better.]

I'm very easy to please.

[ it's a little sad how true that is. short of cheating on him or hurting another person he can't even think of anything that would make him turn away from her. and since he can't imagine her doing either (ok maybe the finding another man thing a little bit, but that has more to do with his feelings about himself) - the only things he can really see coming between them on his part are things out of their control like him losing his mind. ]

I'll remember you said that. [She smiles softly at him, just taking him in. Memorizing his face. The sort of odd thing you find yourself doing when you've spent so much time losing people. Her hand absently moves to cover the locket he gave her where she'll keep his picture no matter what.]

What are we doing after dinner?

[ his smile softens at the way she looks at him, the way she touches her locket. he's particularly proud of that particular gift.

pulling out his phone, he gives it a little wave. ]

I thought we could have a dance party.

[ to real music and not his confused singing, and without sascha. ]

Just the two of us? [We can make it if we try.]

Just the two of us. Tonight is all about just the two of us.

[ now friends - be friends and don't spoil this for him. nobody need them tonight! ]

I like this plan. Should I be concerned by the kind of music you selected? [Smiling.]

Only if you have a secret fear of slow romantic music.

The secretest! So secret I probably won't even notice I'm afraid.

It's ok, if you do notice it, you can just hold onto me.

Oh, I like that plan. You're all warm and holdable. And there's this dip in your shoulder where my head fits really well.

It's my Kitty dip. [ he nods ] Custom made.

That was really thoughtful of you to have that installed for me before we even met.

I'm always thinking ahead.

[ he cuts and serves the pie - the first slice breaks apart, so she gets an oops face and he gives that to himself. second attempt goes better - but it still falls apart a little bit. she gets it anyway. ]

Did not think ahead on pre-cut-and-served pie. Sorry.

Winn, it all tastes the same. I can handle broken pie. [Why are you so cute?] What kind is it?

I know, but I wanted tonight to be perfect.

[ he pouts at the broken pie. first his feelings and his memories brought the mood down, and now the pie is broken. why, world, he asks for so little! ]

It's a local berry, I can't remember the name but it's kinda reminiscent of cherry.

You're here. That's all the perfect I need. [She smiles at him and means every cheesy word of it.] Seriously, this has all been really great. [Even the memories and darker feelings. They worry her, but she feels closer to him sharing things like that.] And we can get lots of practice with dates here. It feels like there's a lot to do.

[ maybe if they say enough cheesy things - they'll get actual cheese for their pizzas.

he smiles excitedly at her second point. ]

Yeah - we could have a carnival date, a beach date, a hiking date - maybe even go totally wild and have a stay-in-bed-all-day date.

[ look for him it's wild, his work ethics are way too strong to allow him to just laze around usually. ]

[They're perfect. Hush you.]

I love all of those ideas a lot.

A lot, a lot.

And I bet there's lots more.

I bet you're right.

Mmm...pie. [She looks happy, broken bits and all.]

It feels like we're on vacation. That's kind of weird, isn't it?

Yeah and also - no. I feel the same way. Extra weird considering this is the first time in four months I've had an actual job -

[ which is so incredibly weird to him. he started working as a teenager and this has been his first break since. of course...it didn't stop him from working his butt off, just not for money, or a boss, or a single purpose.

he digs into his own pie, with an expression of pure bliss. ]

I had one on the space station, but you missed that I think. The ship was overcrowded and I'd just gotten there and our accounts were frozen anyway. So, I was a courier. They paid extra for pilot augments. I don't think that will apply to bartending or elevated construction work.

Yeah, I wasn't there. [ which is a shame because it sounds like a pretty good time was had. ]

Well, I don't get paid extra either, but I do get a lot of cheek pinches.

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