Kate Gregson (
vanillajello) wrote2010-08-21 08:49 pm
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Overland Park, KS, Saturday Afternoon
Kate was nervous. And she thought she had every damn right to be. This was actually the first time ever she'd brought a boyfriend home to be introduced to her parents. (As always, Leto didn't count. They hadn't even kissed before he came home with her.) And that was just... Weird. It felt weird.
And anyway, in her mind, they were here more to get a break from Fandom. Not to make official introductions. But it was still a little terrifying, even if she wasn't really showing it.
They'd taken a bus from the airport and walked the rest of the way since it wasn't far from the bus stop, and Kate thought she could use the extra time to remind Bod of what he wasn't supposed to talk about. And to prepare herself for everything.
The first thing she noticed after they got to her house was that her dad's pick-up truck wasn't parked outside. Neither was The Green Hornet, her mom's car. But she was too nervous to think about what that might mean.
"So. That's my house," she said, nodding at the house and flashing a smile at Bod as she stopped to stand by the green mailbox, which had a few painted flowers on it and said 'The Gregsons' in Tara's handwriting. "Welcome to Oak Avenue."
[ooc: For that guy I modded a bit just now. NFB due to distance.]
And anyway, in her mind, they were here more to get a break from Fandom. Not to make official introductions. But it was still a little terrifying, even if she wasn't really showing it.
They'd taken a bus from the airport and walked the rest of the way since it wasn't far from the bus stop, and Kate thought she could use the extra time to remind Bod of what he wasn't supposed to talk about. And to prepare herself for everything.
The first thing she noticed after they got to her house was that her dad's pick-up truck wasn't parked outside. Neither was The Green Hornet, her mom's car. But she was too nervous to think about what that might mean.
"So. That's my house," she said, nodding at the house and flashing a smile at Bod as she stopped to stand by the green mailbox, which had a few painted flowers on it and said 'The Gregsons' in Tara's handwriting. "Welcome to Oak Avenue."
[ooc: For that guy I modded a bit just now. NFB due to distance.]
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"And I'll continue to be adorable, complete with an actual English accent and old fashioned etiquette," he promised.
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"I'll appreciate that," she said, "and I can make it worth your while."
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[And I might disappear because of storms omg]
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Not that he was doing so hot with that so far, either.
[Noted! Boo, storms! ...But also, oooh storms!]
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And he just kept moving those lips up and down the side of her neck, open mouthed and using his warm breath to his advantage.
"I hope nothing goes wrong," he found the time to say, nuzzling her neck now, "but I am prepared to break the rules in this case. I find it hard to resist touching you."
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Failing at something was rarely this fun.
"Resist when it counts," she sighed. "Don't when it doesn't. I completely expect you to be all over me once we go to bed."
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He didn't know if there was a spot he hadn't kissed at this point but he'd definitely look. The looking was half the fun. "I'll put my hands all over you later."
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She was about to say something else, but of course, right then there was a cough somewhere behind them. She froze for the few seconds it took her to realize that a cough that awkward could only be her brother.
And it was, as became obvious soon enough. "Wow, you guys really need to learn to close doors," Marshall said, standing by the bathroom door.
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"Um." Well. That blush he'd managed to keep contained was spreading across his cheeks and down his neck now. He was just going to try and hide his face against Kate's shoulder until that went away. At least he wasn't completely wrapped around her now.
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"I wasn't sneaking, I just walked in through the bathroom," Marshall pointed out. "I was just going to come ask you what your sleeping arrangements are going to be. But I think I have a pretty good guess now."
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He was just going to let Kate handle this conversation. He was going to listen and contribute if needed but he was just mostly hoping his blushing cheeks would contribute to his overall adorable aura.
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She just sent back a look that said she didn't undertand why that would be such a big deal.
"Yeah, we're gonna pretend he's sleeping on your floor," she replied in words, "but really he's gonna sleep here with me, and you're not gonna rat us out to Mom and Dad."
Marshall shook his head. "As if I was going to. You don't think they'll figure it out, though?"
Kate shrugged, but lightly, so as not to jostle Bod. "Well, I figure Mom will, but she won't say anything, and Dad'll be too convinced he has some authority to keep that from happening. We should be good."
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He wanted to promise that he'd behave and wouldn't do anything that would warrant getting told on but, in the end, decided that actions would speak louder than words.
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It had been bad enough that one time with Charmaine staying over with Fake Uncle Nick.
"Okay, so I guess we'll do that," he said, nodding. "Good. I'll leave you to your... I'll leave now."
He closed the bathroom door behind him as he left.
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"I suppose...I suppose it's good to get that bit of embarrassment out of the way," he said, trying to make light of that. "Oops."
Good thing they hadn't been doing anything too risky.
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