Diego Hargreeves (
knife_bender) wrote2021-06-09 06:17 am
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MHA #2 | Wednesday
Diego and Annie had gotten back pretty late last night and immediately flopped into bed. They were both covered in bruises, Diego had a concussion and Annie had emotionally been put through the wringer. They were due for some actual sleep.
It was later than usual when Diego managed to get out of bed, and shuffle out to get coffee from the kitchen, still limping slightly from being thrown around by Stormfront. He had gotten a mug out of the cabinet and was half-turned towards the coffee machine when he noticed a bald lady mannequin sitting at his kitchen table.
"Oh, Jesus!" And now there was a broken mug on the floor. Thanks, Dolores.
[Creepy mannequin girlfriend modded with permission. Post is open for people wanting to check in on Diego and/or Annie]
It was later than usual when Diego managed to get out of bed, and shuffle out to get coffee from the kitchen, still limping slightly from being thrown around by Stormfront. He had gotten a mug out of the cabinet and was half-turned towards the coffee machine when he noticed a bald lady mannequin sitting at his kitchen table.
"Oh, Jesus!" And now there was a broken mug on the floor. Thanks, Dolores.
[Creepy mannequin girlfriend modded with permission. Post is open for people wanting to check in on Diego and/or Annie]
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"Really?" she asked softly, breaking into a wide smile. "You want me to -- really?"
He was right -- it really did make sense. But it was also a really big step, commitment-wise.
But then, so was cutting off someone's hand, probably.
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She kind of couldn't stop smiling.
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(It was a huge deal.)
"I've never lived with a boyfriend before," she added a little shyly. "I hope you don't get sick of me."
Seriously, all that was going to change was that more of her stuff would be over here. They were already fairly inseparable.
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"That's never going to happen," he said. "So that's a yes then?"
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Carefully. They could celebrate this a little more vigorously when everyone was feeling better.
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"I love you too," he said, pulling back slightly. "Might be a bit until we're physically up for moving stuff, unfortunately."
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A whole terrace garden for Five to neglect next time they were out of town.
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They'd never really had a, like, 'where is this going?' conversation, but Annie had also never felt like she needed to ask. Diego was so easy to read, and they weren't exactly shy about their feelings for each other. Like, moving in together honestly seemed like a really logical next step. Especially in light of the...everything, recently.
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Which was why she was really glad he was sure, and it was kind of all over her face how ridiculously, stupidly happy she was about this.
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Spoiler alert: He wouldn't actually have to work that hard.
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Annie, with talk like that, you are just asking to be accidentally time-traveled against your will or something.
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Because nothing quite said, 'I love you' like a hand did, you know?
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She just had a lot of sparkly things in general. Also a lot of pastel-colored things. Lots of generally cheerful objects, overall.
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This was how you were going to end up owning a really cute kiddie pool and a lot of little plants in macramé holders, Diego.
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Annie was, of course, totally kidding. There would be no Kraken -- nor Starlight -- memorabilia in this apartment, save for those two precious action figures.
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Seriously, Annie needed to find an investment opportunity or something or she was just going to keep blowing all her money on her friends' brothers ransoms and hypothetical bidding wars.
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