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[It's taken about a week and a half for Jason to finally fully recover from the awful cold he caught, Dawn somehow only catching the sore throat and sniffles from it, a fact that Jason seemed almost comically relived about. But finally they were both back at full health which in Dawn's opinion was cause for celebration, so on her way home from the market place she stops in at a wine store and picks up a bottle of expensive red wine to go with the fixings she's bought for pasta.]

I'm home!

[She calls as she enters the apartment, smiling a little to herself at how nice it is to be able to say that and have someone there to hear it.]

Date: 2022-07-16 08:11 am (UTC)
nomorefear: (out)
From: [personal profile] nomorefear
[ Dawn catching his sore throat and sniffles feels like the worst thing. He feels terrible and guilty, even if he acts like he's relieved, because he didn't want to get her sick- but eventually he supposes it's not the worst that could happen.

Mostly he's just worried about the fallout from everything that happened when he was sick.

But now they're both feeling well again and Jason still feels like they're sort of dancing around what they've figured out, and he's on edge, but he wants to work it out. He doesn't want to be this way around her.

So when she proposes a celebration of the two of them finally feeling fully healthy again, he goes for it and while she's out shopping, he does a deep and good cleaning of the bathroom, the living room, the bedroom and the kitchen, so that everything feels nice for when she gets back. ]


I'm in the kitchen!

[He calls out to her, still finishes up the dishes.]

Date: 2022-07-17 06:32 am (UTC)
nomorefear: (this should cover it)
From: [personal profile] nomorefear
Figured it would be since it's the weekend.

[He's grateful that she went out for that reason, because he's still not there yet. When she comes in, he glances over at her with a small smile, then goes back to the dishes.]

Just a little.

Date: 2022-07-18 06:53 am (UTC)
nomorefear: (find my way home)
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[ He gives her a small shrug, because he doesn't want to make a thing of it. When he does things for her, he never needs it to be a thing. He just wants to do it.

But then her arms go around him and he stops what he's doing, looking down a the beautiful dark purple flower that suddenly appears there in front of him. His mouth falls open just a little bit as he tilts his head to look at her again, then turns into a smile.]


Wow... you're very welcome. It's beautiful.

Date: 2022-07-18 07:10 am (UTC)
nomorefear: (this should cover it)
From: [personal profile] nomorefear
[ Oh, that's sweet. More than sweet. He's been feeling weird and guilty, but when she gets so comfortable against him like this, kissing his cheek, it's hard not to fall back on it.

He lets out a small laugh.]


Now it all makes sense. You color matched impeccably.

Date: 2022-07-19 06:51 am (UTC)
nomorefear: (find my way home)
From: [personal profile] nomorefear
Oh you did, huh?

[as weird and guilty as he's felt, this feels light and easy, and he twirls the flower in his hands a little as he turns as well, leaning back against the sink as he watches her.]

What are you gonna do now that it's fading away?

Date: 2022-07-19 07:00 am (UTC)
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WOW.

[He laughs, and it dissolves into a smirk as he pushes off the counter to go find a vase to put the flower in. It doesn't take long for him to find one, since they regularly seem to have flowers around. He likes that.]

If that's what it takes to get different color flowers from you...

Date: 2022-07-19 07:08 am (UTC)
nomorefear: (out)
From: [personal profile] nomorefear
Okay, good. Cause it's been a while since I've trained for that, you know.

[ He goes to set the flower on the table, then goes back to help her put some of the things away. ]

What should I start cooking?

Date: 2022-07-20 05:43 am (UTC)
nomorefear: (here we are)
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Sounds really fucking good.

[He nods, taking out some pots and pans for them to use, along with the spices they'll need. He's really gotten used to being in this kitchen and he likes it. Especially with Dawn.]

Feels like it's been a while since we've both eaten a real big meal.

Date: 2022-07-20 05:52 am (UTC)
nomorefear: (find my way home)
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Soup... fuck that shit. It was so hot.

[He laughs lightly, shaking his head.]

Thanks, though. Last time I was sick I fucking passed out.

Date: 2022-07-20 06:05 am (UTC)
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[ He doesn't make her laugh, but he shouldn't be knocking soup anyway. It really got them through.

He stops what he's doing to take the glass of wine from her, looking down at it a little hesitantly. They've been completely sober this entire time. He's been hesitant about it since the last time he relapsed on those fucking drugs, but... this is different, he reminds himself. It's not the same as what he did back then.

It's okay. ]


Cheers.

Date: 2022-07-20 06:20 am (UTC)
nomorefear: (bwc)
From: [personal profile] nomorefear
[ It got more than just the idea of dangerous for him. He took lives. Several of them, including Hanks, and this wasn't just him worried about falling into the deep end- he feel hard and did things he never dreamed he'd do.

Her reassuring smile is nice, but when he clinks his glass against hers he just swirls the wine around in his glass for a moment and brings it to his lips, but he ends up leaving it, setting it aside as he goes to get the meat out of the fridge. ]


Something light, but with a beat. Not jazz, though. I still can't get the hang of jazz.

Date: 2022-07-20 06:33 am (UTC)
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[ He starts cooking the meat, adding the spices as he sees fit. A little salt here and there while glancing at her.

It feels easy and nice if he doesn't think too hard about it, so he really tries not to. Funny thing is, everything feels just like it did before they got sick and started kissing each other. He wonders if they're just going to fall right back into that. ]


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