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[asongwithin]

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text: Notrosecolored

[notrosecolored]

I need relationship (?) advice.

text; un: dayspring

[asongwithin]

[ Give her a minute she's choking on her coffee. ]

Well first you'll have to clarify the (?).

Re: text; un: dayspring

[notrosecolored]

The clarification is that it's Logan.

[asongwithin]

Well at least it's not an ampersand, that's progress.

So. New developments?

[notrosecolored]

You are such a dick, sometimes.

I think I told him I love him.

[asongwithin]

Imagine how intolerable I'd be if I wasn't.

[ But...give her a moment, again, for entirely different reasons. ]

Scott, that's -

Wait, you think? Were you bleeding out?

[notrosecolored]

I like you better like this, yes.

...Let's just go with yes.

[ Drugged and out of his head turned on. It's close enough, right. ]

[asongwithin]

[ She considers pushing for the details, but ultimately the heart of things - so to speak - is more important. ]

Do you remember how he responded?

[notrosecolored]

I think he laughed.

[asongwithin]

You have know idea how tempted I am to ask you to share that laughter right now.

But I can guess. Low and warm with a side of "well I'll be damned" and "about fucking time" all at once.

[notrosecolored]

If I do share it are you going to get turned on?

[asongwithin]

Obviously.

[notrosecolored]

In that case sure, I'll share. After you tell me how long I can coast on something I'm only pretty sure I said aloud/if I need to say it when I'm in my right mind.

[asongwithin]

I mean, we can check to make sure you did, if you want.

But either way, just thinking about it - telling Logan you love him - how do you feel about it now?

[notrosecolored]

Yeah, I know, that's how you're getting the reaction -- but it won't change the out of my mind element.

Like I checked a slightly uncomfortable but necessary task off my to do list.

[asongwithin]

Ah, romance.

Do you want to do this long distance, or should I come visit?

[notrosecolored]

Text, telepathy, in person is all fine. You haven't been to the new place yet have you?

[asongwithin]

I haven't.

Give me, oh, fifteen minutes.

[ Yes she is bringing a housewarming gift. ]

[notrosecolored]

I'll unlock the door. Lock it behind you when you come in. We can talk about Nate, too.

[asongwithin]

It's a plan.

[ It takes a bit longer, between lines and the elevator, but soon enough she's letting herself in. She's got a black canvas bag over her shoulder, covered with hand stitching; songbirds, butterflies, flowers.

Instead of turning around and locking the door physically, she closes her eyes and concentrates, until the light click confirms her success. ]

[notrosecolored]

[ He comes out to hand her a cup of coffee once she's finished. ]

Is this a fine control thing, an out of practice one, the city is fucking with you, or I'm being an idiot and forgetting?

[asongwithin]

[ She accepts the coffee with a wry, grateful smile. ]

That first one. I'm much better than when I arrived, but I want to keep it up. ...Especially if the city starts fucking with me.

[notrosecolored]

We'll work on it.

[ It's made to her preference, because he's Like That.

What he said sounds like a statement, but it's an offer and comes with some faint mental warmth. Not wholly dropping into telepathy but using it to ... back up the words.

Then heads toward the living room... ignoring the bag. ]

Where were we?

[asongwithin]

[ She trails along casually, sipping her coffee and taking in the apartment. ]

Romance. And Nate. Those should probably be two separate conversations.

[notrosecolored]

[ Three bedroom house, better on the inside than the outside. No carpet. There's typical furniture. They're not really fully settled into the place, but it's working. ]

All right. I've lost what I specifically wanted to talk to you with about him, so let's go back to Logan until it comes back:

Do I have to say it again?