Diego Hargreeves (
knife_bender) wrote2022-03-15 07:58 am
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MHA #2 | Saturday Evening
Diego's usual Tuesday evenings were nothing glamorous. He was almost always alone (Five puttering around the guest room didn't count), and he fell into a sort of routine on the days Annie was in New York working. He'd work out, come home, shower, make a sandwich for dinner and then settle down with a book or TV until he felt like going to sleep.
Tonight was no different. He was currently post-sandwich, and well on his way to picking a channel to veg out to.
[3 for 3 today. For the girl!]
Tonight was no different. He was currently post-sandwich, and well on his way to picking a channel to veg out to.
[3 for 3 today. For the girl!]

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Though he was of course very welcome to disagree on that point, biases be damned.
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Annie was pretty over it, herself, but it was a lot better now that she was in the cape pretty much full-time. Less catcalling, anyway.
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(And someday, she might finally be exposed to his stutter and all that went along with it, and would likely go into some kind of protective rage.)
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"I don't think you'd get jealous over me either," Diego murmured. "I'd like to think I'm pretty blatant about how nuts I am over you."
What with the marriage and kids thing together being pretty much settled before they even dated for a year.
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A pause, and then, "But I also think you'd probably find it hot if I knocked out some chick I thought was hitting on you. Like, in the moment." Like, just to put that out there. It wasn't necessarily healthy, or even likely to come up -- they lived on a small island where pretty much everyone they knew was well aware of how they felt about each other -- but knowing what made him tick was also part of what was so great about being so into each other.
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Kind of a bummer for him, since she knew he liked the outfit. But there were other appealing crimefighting outfits out there that were less instantly recognizable.
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"That's a fun idea," Annie mused. "And a mask would help with the recognition thing." Honestly, probably even better than her messy-bun-and-sunglasses thing did. "And like, no one would expect Starlight to wear black leather."
Which also kind of made it fun for her. Like actually being someone kind of new for once.
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Hey, she had to go through life seeing him in black leather on the regular. Only fair.
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Sure, that wouldn't lead to fitting room sex or anything.
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As in, the vast majority of her experience with leather was admiring other people (Diego, Maeve) wearing it.
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And after a certain point, white cowgirl boots just became impractical as part of a working superhero uniform.
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"By doing kid stuff," Annie replied, amused. "Are we going to have little foul-mouthed twins eventually thanks to you?"
Honestly, that sounded sort of cute, here in the distant past when they weren't really her little responsibilities yet.
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