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[ It's growing darker and darker outside her window as the sun slowly starts to sink low behind the roofs of houses and beyond the horizon. It's cold out, she can see the trees almost looking as though they're shivering in the cold. Her garden hasn't been winterized either-- he's gonna kill her for that.

Or at least he would if he would get here already. She understands that he had an emergency meeting to attend to but he's LATE and the food is getting cold and the candles are gonna go out and she's getting more and more nervous about her gift for him and, well-- she can't remember the last time she was like this for Sinterklaas. ]

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[It would work. It would just raise a huge flutter of worry, after, and at the worst cause train delays, but that's all - and while that's not something he wants, he's still halfway through typing his own pedantic It would work in response when he gets that second message.

He bites the inside of his cheek and shifts in his seat, leaning his shoulder into the window and facing the screen of his phone away from the asshole beside him. Ducks his head somewhat and sends a simultaneously defensive and panicked glance over at the guy just in case before destroying his lip as he wonders what to say.

Instead he spends about two minutes staring at it.]

See you soon

[ Haha is the asshole beside him really that much of a threat? So cute, Ned.

After she receives that reply her mind is put at a little more easy. Patience is NOT her brother's virtue and she's hoping that gave him at least an hours worth of it... just enough to get him off that train and to her house.

In the meantime, she's checking the food to make sure nothing has happened to it, putting things back on the range or in the over to make sure they're heated through by the time he gets to her. After a long, frustrating day she's at least going to have hot food ready for him when he gets home. ]

[That guy doesn't deserve secondhand love, the love is all for him okay. Although now that guy probably just thinks he's high or something, because he spends the rest of the trip sneaking glances at his phone just to read the message again. Good job, Bel, your plan was a complete success.

As SOON as he's off the train he lights a cigarette, and the fact that it's only halfway gone by the time he reaches her doorstep is proof enough that he totally pulled some Nation Shit as soon as he was able to. He's got a box of Swiss chocolate under his arm, too, though it's just the box. Her present isn't actually Swiss chocolate. It's just. Wrapped in a Swiss chocolate box, because yes he thinks it's very funny.

He knocks on her door and tucks the box inside his coat, so that she won't see it until after he gets his cheek-kisses.]

[ She just finds ways to keep herself busy as she waits for him, checking the food, cleaning what she can, picking up a magazine, putting it down, picking it back up again, walking one end of the house to the other to make sure everything is right--

Then there's a knock. She rushes towards the door, trying to keep her footsteps light so he doesn't KNOW she's flying to the door, checking herself in the mirror in the hall before she's reaching to unlock the door, putting on her best smile. ]

Happy Sinterklaas, Broertje!

Mm.

[Because he's a jerk and teasing her is fun, for the first few seconds he simply hides his small smile behind his cigarette - not that there's any way she won't be able to tell that her enthusiasm has him grinning like a goof, he's looking right at her - before taking it out, exhaling, and then returning her greeting as he drops it.]

Happy Sinterklaas t'you, too.

[With that he steps closer and leans in for his goddamn cheek-kisses, one arm lightly going around her waist just because he can.]

[ He can't hide it from her at all, his eyes give him away. The moment she sees the light in his eye shift she grins at him, kissing his cheeks back as she curls her arms around him, pulling him close. ]

I'm glad you're finally here. I thought you were gonna keep me waiting all night.

[ She knows that'll rub him the wrong way but she's only teasing. ]

I didn't - [Huff!] - that meeting was bullshit.

[He HATES being late and even worse is that he hates making her wait on him, especially since she looked so excited to see him when he finally got here.]

An' you're the one keepin' us out here.

[With that hefts her up and invites them both into her house. Ha-ha.]

[ She laughs softly and smiles up at him when he huffs, making to tell him that she's teasing before she's suddenly not on the ground anymore, letting out a surprised yelp and letting him take her back into the living room.

She holds onto him, turning her face into his to nuzzle his cheek and press another kiss to his skin. ]

Sorry.

Sure ya are.

[Huff. But, no, it's not a serious huff. After he noses her back near her temple and pulls away, he's busy smirking as he pulls out his box at the same time that he tells her - ]

Can't open it yet.

[ She pulls away when her feet this the floor again, smiling at him before looking down at the present in his hands. Her face shifts from excited to confused to blank to annoyed all within a matter of moment, looking up at him with a lifted eyebrow and an unamused look as she points down at him. ]

That had better not be what I think it is.

[ He knows Swiss chocolate is NOT ALLOWED IN THIS HOUSE. ]

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[It is so. Hard. For him to keep even a semblance of straight face, here. He pretty much fails right away because her reaction is just as good as he'd been hoping.]

Dunno. Maybe y'were naughty.

[He had to take some time to think of that line. Jokes are hard okay. (This is the funniest shit ever, why has he never thought of this before.)]

[ What's worse, the smile only gets her more annoyed. How dare he bring this garbage into her home. Frowns at him, giving him the benefit of the doubt for now. ]

...fair enough. But if I find out you've been eating SWISS CHOCOLATE behind my back--

[ He may as well have cheated on her. lol ]

[Oh fuck, he can't. He starts chuckling at her outright, lightly crossing his arms over his stomach just in case she decides to smack him. If she really thinks he's sneaking Swiss chocolate behind her back... ]

[ And it's a good thing he does because she's going for it right now, aiming a quick punch to his stomach and looking very huffy. ]

Jerk.

[ But she can't be mad... he's laughing and she loves his laugh so. ]

[Oof. Doesn't stop him from looking entertained though.]

Hn. Sometimes.

[But he sobers up a little, reaches up to finger at her hair. He's... not actually sure if she made it look this nice on purpose or not but she did tell him he needs to work on his compliments, and he's been trying, so.]

Looks pretty, Bel.

[Keyword: trying.]

[ Well now it's hard for her to keep up the grumpy look, especially with such a simple, sweet gesture like tentatively caressing a lock of hair. It's such a little thing that means so much, a barely there touch that has to much affection it almost hurts. She can tell he's trying and it makes her grumpiness melt away. ]

Thanks.

[He gets halfway through a little grin when

his stomach GROWLS and completely ruins the moment.]

Uh.

[There's an owlish sort of blink and a furtive glance to the kitchen, then back to her. Food?]

[ Blinks at that grown before she gives him a grin. ]

I was waiting for that. Take off your coat and lets go eat.

[He nods and goes to the front hallway to take off both coat and shoes, hanging the coat on the rack just so and making sure his boots are out of the way. And when he comes back he's almost too impatient to wait on her to move first. You'd think he was a kid waiting for ice cream.]

[ She can only give him a helpless shake of her head as she leads him into the kitchen. She didn't have time to relight the candles she had set out but they're burnt down about halfway, the food still warm on the stove and the plates still set on her small table. ]

I kept it warm for you. I hope you're hungry.

[He follows along almost like a puppy, eager and interested and so not sniffing the air, nope. Though he does pause when he sees the table and the candles, kind of quirks a strange little grin. It's. Cute. When she speaks he looks up again.

And raises both brows, like "you're kidding, right".]

[ She catches that glance and laughs softly. ]

I know I know. Sit down and I'll get it ready for you.

[ And with that suddenly the kitchen comes to life again with light and smells and sounds and her humming to herself, clearly in a better mood now that he's here. Before he knows it there's a sliced roast beef on the table with vegetables and potatoes, set out with a chilled bottle of red wine. ]

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I typed something borderline creepy here and deleted it so let your imagination run wild

Sob. You should have just kept it there!

What can I say I was Le Tired and Flighty.

Sob.

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that is one of my favorite icons haha

Haha, one of mine too! :)

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Sorry I disappeared. I didn't have internet for a couple days. ;_;

You okay though? Also Slowtopia, kicking out, etc.

Yeah, I'm fine. I was just terribly bored. And I KNOW I KNOW. Also, might wanna backtag soon.