[ In response, Root scoots to the sit at the edge of the table and puts on Shaw's discarded tank top. Swapping clothes is cute and wholesome and she also thinks it's the kind of thing that Shaw is likely to find attractive.
When Shaw reveals the elephant knick-knack and triumphantly places it on the mantle, Root bursts into short giggles that she muffles into the fuzzy pink blanket. ]
I'm sorry to tell you, but you're the man in this relationship.
[ Oh no. Oh no. It's a personal memory about her parents. That makes her abandon the teasing-- mostly.
Root springs to her feet, leaving the blanket behind and wearing only a tanktop, utterly uncaring of it leaving her lower half bare. She strides across the room to Shaw with a smile that's Root's particular brand of mixed earnestness and mischievousness. ]
As long as this elephant is here, you can definitely say it's your apartment.
[The sudden change in demeanor only makes her more suspicious, and her eyes narrow further. In truth, it had been a lot less personal than that: remembering her parents' elephant hadn't been about sentimentality as much as it had been about confirmation that it was a solid choice of decor. Her parents had had good taste, and her mother in particular had liked art. If elephant figurines were good enough for them, then surely they were good enough for Root, who thought way lamer stuff was cool.]
Don't make it weird. Anyway, I thought you being here was what made it my apartment.
[ Just because Shaw isn't sentimental about it doesn't mean it's not personal. Root knows the facts and outline of her life but she doesn't know the color that fills in those lines. Even this little tidbit feels sweet. Root likes lame stuff with a playful irony; and she likes anything that demonstrates Shaw's sincere commitment. Even a silly elephant figurine. ]
After what we just did on that table, I hope this is our apartment, [ she says teasingly, reaching out to draw her in. The sight of her covered in marks and wearing Root's shirt is very appealing. ] We should clean you up.
[Shaw grumbles something inaudible under her breath, fussily adjusting the figurine in its spot. The very pretty and not at all lame figurine, thank you very much. It's aesthetically pleasing; she knows she picked well!!]
Hot water would be painful on these welts.
[She does not necessarily mean that as a bad thing.]
Hey, if you want your shower to hurt, don't let me stop you.
[ Root walks away with an intentional sashay to her hips, letting the hem of Shaw's shirt frame the top of her bare ass. She's deliberately seduced people plenty of times and she knows how to put on a show. ]
I thought of you every day, [ she says over her shoulder, and then disappears into the bathroom. ]
[Shaw makes a small sound in the back of her throat - half-amused, half-disbelieving - and follows right behind Root, giving Bear a hand motion to stay put.]
[ Root has an impossible amount of energy, a capacity to keep going almost tirelessly as long as there's something to do. Occasionally she crashes and crashes hard, but her default is go, and maybe that's why she's able to actually wear Shaw out. Even now she could keep going if it was called for, or pivot to violence on a split second's notice.
She realizes Shaw does not even want more sex at the moment, but she's not so lust-addled that she can't appreciate the physical intimacy without the promise of an orgasm. She doesn't pull away, just looks over her shoulder at Shaw with an appreciative look, grateful to have her here. ]
Don't be silly. They're not ready to double date with us. [ Root smirks. ] Charles said they hold hands and cuddle. It's so wholesome.
[ She loves them really, it's very adorable, but it's about a million light-years from what she and Shaw are like together. ]
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When Shaw reveals the elephant knick-knack and triumphantly places it on the mantle, Root bursts into short giggles that she muffles into the fuzzy pink blanket. ]
I'm sorry to tell you, but you're the man in this relationship.
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[She asks, turning around and squinting suspiciously at Root. Are you making fun of her elephant? How dare you.]
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You tell me. What inspired this?
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[Shaw crosses her arms stubbornly over her chest.]
People decorate their apartments. My parents had an elephant carving when I was a kid, but ivory is bad now.
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Root springs to her feet, leaving the blanket behind and wearing only a tanktop, utterly uncaring of it leaving her lower half bare. She strides across the room to Shaw with a smile that's Root's particular brand of mixed earnestness and mischievousness. ]
As long as this elephant is here, you can definitely say it's your apartment.
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Don't make it weird. Anyway, I thought you being here was what made it my apartment.
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After what we just did on that table, I hope this is our apartment, [ she says teasingly, reaching out to draw her in. The sight of her covered in marks and wearing Root's shirt is very appealing. ] We should clean you up.
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Hot water would be painful on these welts.
[She does not necessarily mean that as a bad thing.]
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[ However hot or not hot she wants it is good with Root. She steps away and turns to stride toward the bathroom, calling out, ] Bear, vrij.
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[And speaking of-- he trots over, and Shaw reaches out to give his ears a good rub.]
Hey, buddy.
[She murmurs quietly, just barely loud enough for Root to hear.]
You glad Root is back? You missed her, huh. It was weird not having her here.
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[ Root walks away with an intentional sashay to her hips, letting the hem of Shaw's shirt frame the top of her bare ass. She's deliberately seduced people plenty of times and she knows how to put on a show. ]
I thought of you every day, [ she says over her shoulder, and then disappears into the bathroom. ]
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What kinds of thoughts did you have about me?
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Charles's boyfriend works at the sandwich place, it turns out.
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[Shaw is worn out. Shaw wants a shower, and then she wants to lie down. Shaw absolutely does not need more sex right now.
Absolutely none of this stops her from trying to lift up the back of Root's shirt.]
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She realizes Shaw does not even want more sex at the moment, but she's not so lust-addled that she can't appreciate the physical intimacy without the promise of an orgasm. She doesn't pull away, just looks over her shoulder at Shaw with an appreciative look, grateful to have her here. ]
Don't be silly. They're not ready to double date with us. [ Root smirks. ] Charles said they hold hands and cuddle. It's so wholesome.
[ She loves them really, it's very adorable, but it's about a million light-years from what she and Shaw are like together. ]