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( dump?
well, okay, it's definitely a dump, but they usually revel in that fact. hmm.
sara's place is decidedly the opposite, though, even if her space is a little impersonal. she's definitely fine with not having to shlep to the gallery. )
I'll even be nice and leave the door unlocked.
well, okay, it's definitely a dump, but they usually revel in that fact. hmm.
sara's place is decidedly the opposite, though, even if her space is a little impersonal. she's definitely fine with not having to shlep to the gallery. )
I'll even be nice and leave the door unlocked.
[He's driving, so he doesn't see the text until he arrives. The response makes him chuckle faintly as he walks to the door and he simply opens it. He almost would have enjoyed the challenge of breaking in.
He shuts the door and shrugs out of his parka, uncharacteristically subdued, though he's trying not to show it.]
Hey there, beautiful. [He smirks at her as he leans against the door and takes a good long look at her] So to what do I owe the honour of the invite?
He shuts the door and shrugs out of his parka, uncharacteristically subdued, though he's trying not to show it.]
Hey there, beautiful. [He smirks at her as he leans against the door and takes a good long look at her] So to what do I owe the honour of the invite?
Didn't realize I needed a reason to want to see you, ( sara says with an almost challenging smirk as she crosses the room towards him, arms characteristically folded over her chest. if she notices anything off about him or his demeanor, she doesn't say anything just yet.
either way, she crosses the living room towards his place against the doorway and loops her arms around his neck, tipping her chin up so she can capture his lips in a warm kiss, lingering there with her fingers linking together as her hands rest against the back of his neck. ) Hey, you. ( soft, almost whispered. )
either way, she crosses the living room towards his place against the doorway and loops her arms around his neck, tipping her chin up so she can capture his lips in a warm kiss, lingering there with her fingers linking together as her hands rest against the back of his neck. ) Hey, you. ( soft, almost whispered. )
[His eyes slide way for a moment, and then come up again as she comes over to him. He slips his arms around her waist and kisses her softly, enjoying her warmth and the fit of her body against him]
Hey... [He lowers his head and rests it against her forehead] You been having a good time?
Hey... [He lowers his head and rests it against her forehead] You been having a good time?
Yeah, ( she responds with a bit of a mischievous little glint in her eye. ) Been getting more and more acquainted with your friend Linda Park.
( there's a soft peck pressed against the corner of his mouth, a soft hum low in the back of her throat as she leans into him. ) I'm guessing you've been having a good time, too.
( there's a soft peck pressed against the corner of his mouth, a soft hum low in the back of her throat as she leans into him. ) I'm guessing you've been having a good time, too.
[He smiles faintly, shifting to nibble at her earlobe so she can't see his face.] Mmmm, well isn't she lucky. I'm almost surprised you remembered I existed.
[His smile falters slightly, but his tone sounds sincere] Oh yeah, the greatest. Barry Allen busted out the 'L' word on me last week. [And then he vanished. Fuck his life]
[His smile falters slightly, but his tone sounds sincere] Oh yeah, the greatest. Barry Allen busted out the 'L' word on me last week. [And then he vanished. Fuck his life]
[it's intense in a way that things haven't ever really been with them so far. a focus there that he knows he'd usually shy away from. but with len being the one behind it all, it's easy for him to accept it. to fall in to it with arms wide open and enjoy every moment.
it's only later, once he's left sated and sleepy, once he's curled back up against len's side again, that he finally lets the full scale of just what has changed between them now sink in. and he finds himself...nowhere near as concerned as he once was.
nuzzling against the side of len's face, he presses a kiss to his cheek, his hold tightening as he mutters a final, quiet--]
I love you. [because it's a lot easier to say now.]
it's only later, once he's left sated and sleepy, once he's curled back up against len's side again, that he finally lets the full scale of just what has changed between them now sink in. and he finds himself...nowhere near as concerned as he once was.
nuzzling against the side of len's face, he presses a kiss to his cheek, his hold tightening as he mutters a final, quiet--]
I love you. [because it's a lot easier to say now.]
[Len lets out a long exhale at that final declaration of love, and tightens his grip until he's almost clinging for dear life. He doesn't know how to handle this or what to say in return. The thought of saying the words back is too terrifying to contemplate. But he holds on tight, silent, never wanting to let go.]
Edited 2016-12-15 15:08 (UTC)
Oh, please, ( sara breathes through a soft laugh as his breath tickles her ear, her fingers pressing lightly against the back of his neck.
except — ) What?
( it comes out a little sharper, a little more quickly than she'd wanted it to, as her hands slide to settle on his shoulders so she can pull back and really look at leonard, gaze sweeping over his face to try to gauge some sort of reaction.
barry allen told leonard snart that he loves him. she has a hard time figuring out how she feels about that — surprise? definitely; jealousy? hopefully not — but sara mainly just wants to figure out how he feels about such a declaration, one that's definitely also crossed her mind maybe a few times too many. this feels a little too important to just gloss it over, laugh it off.
she tries again, hoping to meet his gaze if he'll let her. ) I mean — what did you say?
except — ) What?
( it comes out a little sharper, a little more quickly than she'd wanted it to, as her hands slide to settle on his shoulders so she can pull back and really look at leonard, gaze sweeping over his face to try to gauge some sort of reaction.
barry allen told leonard snart that he loves him. she has a hard time figuring out how she feels about that — surprise? definitely; jealousy? hopefully not — but sara mainly just wants to figure out how he feels about such a declaration, one that's definitely also crossed her mind maybe a few times too many. this feels a little too important to just gloss it over, laugh it off.
she tries again, hoping to meet his gaze if he'll let her. ) I mean — what did you say?
[He's not sure how to interpret her reaction, but it doesn't sound positive. This is something he's still working through how to feel about it, especially since Barry followed it up by disappearing back home, where his feelings will surely change.
He's inclined to laugh it off, and pulls away from her, walking into the room and shrugging dramatically]
Didn't say much of anything about it. Kid's fooling himself, but it's a nice sentiment.
He's inclined to laugh it off, and pulls away from her, walking into the room and shrugging dramatically]
Didn't say much of anything about it. Kid's fooling himself, but it's a nice sentiment.
I know he feels it. [He turns around, spreading his hands and giving her a wicked grin] Who couldn't love this, right? Especially since he doesn't know any better. But that's all right - it's flattering as hell. [He walks towards her again, a cold flame lit in his blue eyes] But what are we talking about him for? You're right here, and he doesn't matter right now.
[there may not be any words said, but len's reaction is enough of a response for him. enough of a prompt to have him relaxing against his side, covers tucked in tight around them. he's more than content to stay just where he is for the rest of the day, even though--]
You're going to get me fired, you know? I'm meant to be at work right now. [not that he'd been much use there. nor does he feel particularly guilty about leaving either, as his tone likely attests to.]
You're going to get me fired, you know? I'm meant to be at work right now. [not that he'd been much use there. nor does he feel particularly guilty about leaving either, as his tone likely attests to.]
He does matter, because he's important to you. ( his theatrics bring forth a standard eye roll and a contradictory little smile to match it that leonard's probably way too familiar with by now. he might be walking towards her, but he's gonna have to work for her affections considering her arms are back to being folded across her chest, no matter how close he gets. )
There are some people who do know better that still care about you a whole lot, too, you know. ( and there's a challenging lift of an eyebrow at that — like it's not obvious who she's talking about. spoilers: it's not mick. )
There are some people who do know better that still care about you a whole lot, too, you know. ( and there's a challenging lift of an eyebrow at that — like it's not obvious who she's talking about. spoilers: it's not mick. )
[He gives a twitch, and recognizes that look in her eye, too. It reminds him of when she said he'd have to work hard to steal a kiss, and he stops just within arm's reach of her, tilting his head and leaning down towards her slightly, but not reaching for her] My, my, and who might you be talking about?
( she simply tilts her chin up just enough to look him straight in the eye with him leering down at her like that, but otherwise, sara remains stock still. sometimes league training still comes in handy, even in the simplest of contexts. )
Mick. Lisa. They know better. ( and she pauses, considering, remembering that night that maybe for fhe first time in a long time, she didn't feel brave enough. she didn't feel brave enough to say the extent of her feelings to his face and hid behind arabic instead. )
I know better.
Mick. Lisa. They know better. ( and she pauses, considering, remembering that night that maybe for fhe first time in a long time, she didn't feel brave enough. she didn't feel brave enough to say the extent of her feelings to his face and hid behind arabic instead. )
I know better.
( if he's gonna frown, he can frown — sara's not going to stop him. it will not, however, prevent sara from cupping his jaw with her hands and pulling his face nice and close as though she can somehow make what she wants to say sink in a little better with the proximity. )
My point ... ( she takes a breath, a pause. ) My point is that you think people love you in spite of yourself, but people love you because of who you are. ( there, bam, she said that previously unspoken l-word, and she didn't even need to go out and throw up her feelings on him directly.
with a small furrow of her brow, she tacks on: ) And you're gonna have to deal with it, Leonard.
My point ... ( she takes a breath, a pause. ) My point is that you think people love you in spite of yourself, but people love you because of who you are. ( there, bam, she said that previously unspoken l-word, and she didn't even need to go out and throw up her feelings on him directly.
with a small furrow of her brow, she tacks on: ) And you're gonna have to deal with it, Leonard.
[She'd said the word, but it was a long way from a declaration like the one Barry had hit him with, so he didn't lose his cool entirely. His eyes flicker with uncertainty and he pulls away, affecting unconcern when really the proximity just makes him feel exposed.]
No doubt you're correct -- oh. One thing, though. Apparently I'm leprosy to Lisa's love life. I knew she'd fly the coop sooner or later, but I kinda figured she'd at least let me meet the guy.
[He's whining and he's sober enough to know it. He scowls and adds.] But like I said before. You didn't bring me here for this. Barry's left town. Lisa doesn't need me. But you've still got a use for me, so let's get down to brass tacks, and actually enjoy our evening, all right? Or have you changed your mind?
No doubt you're correct -- oh. One thing, though. Apparently I'm leprosy to Lisa's love life. I knew she'd fly the coop sooner or later, but I kinda figured she'd at least let me meet the guy.
[He's whining and he's sober enough to know it. He scowls and adds.] But like I said before. You didn't bring me here for this. Barry's left town. Lisa doesn't need me. But you've still got a use for me, so let's get down to brass tacks, and actually enjoy our evening, all right? Or have you changed your mind?
( now it's time for sara to be the one who frowns once he pulls away for a second time, but continues to rattle off people and problems so quickly it could make her head spin. lisa's in love? barry's gone? it starts to clarify leonard's mood, though, even if she doesn't know the finer details.
"actually enjoy their evening" practically makes sara scoff, but instead she just gives him a little shove so that he might fall back onto her couch. if this is what he wants, she'll give it to him, pinning him there by climbing onto his lap. ) Can't get rid of me that easily, Len. I'm not going anywhere.
"actually enjoy their evening" practically makes sara scoff, but instead she just gives him a little shove so that he might fall back onto her couch. if this is what he wants, she'll give it to him, pinning him there by climbing onto his lap. ) Can't get rid of me that easily, Len. I'm not going anywhere.
[Now this is more like it. Less talking about things that make him feel uncomfortable, and more taking their clothes off. He runs his hands up her thighs as she straddles him, the uncertain, wary look in his eyes starting to clear and be replaced by hunger.]
Glad to hear it. [He leans up to kiss her, too happy to just forget all that stuff - Barry's abandonment, Len's ubiquitous tendency to fuck-up royally with every person who truly matters to him.]
Glad to hear it. [He leans up to kiss her, too happy to just forget all that stuff - Barry's abandonment, Len's ubiquitous tendency to fuck-up royally with every person who truly matters to him.]
Just because of my speed?
[there isn't any really heat behind his words though. even if he did think len meant it in a literal way, he's too relaxed right now and len's too comfortable for him to even bother trying to get riled up about it.]
I guess m'just going to have to go back to working at the bar again if that happens.
[there isn't any really heat behind his words though. even if he did think len meant it in a literal way, he's too relaxed right now and len's too comfortable for him to even bother trying to get riled up about it.]
I guess m'just going to have to go back to working at the bar again if that happens.
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