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bellabelgium ([personal profile] bellabelgium) wrote2012-11-04 11:19 pm

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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. ]
handelaar: (moving along now)

[personal profile] handelaar 2013-01-10 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Goddamn indeed are you trying to make him blush.

The way his mouth twitches down - not a frown but an awkward attempt at a cover up of one that won't stay down, because, well, drinking - is probably telling. When he drops his first pile into the trash he mutters his answer and immediately spins back to the sink once it's out.]

Like that spot.
handelaar: (not blushing)

[personal profile] handelaar 2013-01-10 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
[JUST. Gonna clear his throat and pick out some more dish pieces. He isn't blushing, really.]
handelaar: (gimme a light)

[personal profile] handelaar 2013-01-10 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
[He can try! Sort of. Really at this point it's out of stubbornness and principle that he tries.]

Maybe.

[Mumble grumble.]
handelaar: (i fear for the future)

[personal profile] handelaar 2013-01-10 06:59 am (UTC)(link)
Just... woulda been nice. If I wasn't holding a dish.
handelaar: (derpa derpa let's play chill)

[personal profile] handelaar 2013-01-10 07:07 am (UTC)(link)
[He totally pauses and purses his lips, staring down at the pieces in the sink.]

Hn.

[Sets his hands down on the counter but doesn't turn around.]
handelaar: (trade secret)

[personal profile] handelaar 2013-01-10 07:20 am (UTC)(link)
[It's really hard for him not to turn around when he hears her step up, but her hand on his waist immediately has him removing his own hand from the counter to cover hers, twine their fingers and give hers a little squeeze as his eyes slip shut.]

Lower'n that.

[Definitely the wine speaking on that one. Can I make a "Dutch courage" joke here.]
handelaar: (too many questions)

[personal profile] handelaar 2013-01-10 07:39 am (UTC)(link)
Ah -

[He swallows, because for some reason that smile he can feel is hot, too.]

Almost.
handelaar: (i got ahead of myself)

[personal profile] handelaar 2013-01-10 07:56 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah.

[Breathed out even though she didn't actually ask that time, arms tensing for a second as he licks his lips. Funny how they've gone this long and she'd never stumbled upon that spot - and he'd never brought it up.]