MHA #2 | Saturday Evening

[knife_bender]

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!]

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[knife_bender]

That just made Diego grin again. "Oh? You've been thinking about that, have you? Any reason why?"

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Well, I'll literally pinch you on Thursday if you don't wear any green, so there's that," Annie replied, meaning it. (Where she would pinch him was a different matter.) "But also because I can't just always insist on orange and blue. I need to branch out more."

[knife_bender]

"I don't think I own any green," Diego said. "How am I supposed to protect myself against the pinching if I don't own any?"

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Oh, I'm getting a bunch of stuff to wear to the bar." Diego, beware. It was going to be like the Christmas rager outfit, but green. "You can just borrow some of that if you don't find anything before then."

[knife_bender]

Diego let out a dramatic sigh. "Well I guess I don't want to be pinched. Especially by someone with super strength."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I wouldn't super-pinch you," Annie assured him, giving his leg a little pat. "I can throttle it, you know."

He definitely knew.

"But good. I think green will really bring out your hotness," she added very seriously.

[knife_bender]

"Is there a color I could wear that wouldn't bring out my hotness in your opinion?" he asked, lifting an eyebrow.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Gosh, Diego, I don't know," Annie said, pretending to really consider the question. "I guess you'll have to try wearing all the colors individually and we'll see. Maybe I can create some kind of ranking system."

[knife_bender]

"I walked into that," he said. "That was totally on me. Which is not me agreeing to your proposal, by the way."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I don't know how we'll figure it out otherwise," Annie replied, her mouth twitching as she tried not to smile. "Though, you know what I just realized? You totally have a green shirt somewhere around here, unless you burned your first Christmas sweater."

Honestly, she would not blame him if he had. That thing had been pretty bad.

[knife_bender]

"As far as you know that's exactly what I did." Or would be doing shortly to prevent having to wear that thing in public again.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Good, 'cause it was definitely too Christmassy for St. Patrick's Day," Annie scoffed. "We'll get you something with shamrocks on it. And I'll have hats to hand out, probably."

You know, in case he forgot. ('Forgot.')

[knife_bender]

"I'm already regretting this." But he would wear whatever dorky stuff she threw at him because he was just so, so head over heels.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I'll be gentle with you," Annie promised, clearly recognizing that acquiescence to dorkiness as the act of love it was. "And I promise I'll try to make sure you don't regret it too much."

Maybe by putting on whatever green accessories he ended up with after he was done with them. That had gone well with the orange Hawaiian shirt.