25 Unicorn Street- Saturday

[throughaphase]

Clint and Kitty had always been low-key about things like holidays, so there weren't huge plans for today. Which was probably good, since the blizzard probably would have put a wrench in things anyway, and also, the whole pollen thing meant the odds would have been against them even making it out the door. Luckily there were dogs that had to be taken care of or they'd never leave.

Kitty had volunteered to do just that today, figuring the cold would at least cool her down a little, and on the way back she stopped to get Chinese to bring back for dinner. (This was maybe based on being able to add "in bed" to the fortune cookies, shhh.) That should tide them over for a while and prevent potential weirdness in a delivery guy coming over. When she got back, she let the dogs loose inside, shrugged off her coat and called, "Honey, I'm home!"

She still liked being able to say that, by the way.


[For the Valentine, and for great SP justice.]

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[so_hawkward]

Clint had managed to get some clothes on--pants, at least--and was keeping himself busy doing all the things he couldn't do with the power out, like checking email and resetting every freaking clock in the house. "In the kitchen!" he called, smiling when Lucky and Rook ran up to him where he was setting the microwave. "Hey guys, did you have a nice walk?"

[throughaphase]

"It was definitely a cold walk," Kitty said, getting her boots off before bringing the bag of food into the kitchen. Where he was busy being all hot and shirtless and all. "They obviously missed you."

[so_hawkward]

Yes, you were welcome for the shirtlessness, Kitty.

"I'm surprised by how long you were out. I figured they would have gone out and right back in," Clint said. "Did you avoid the cold?"

[throughaphase]

"Not really, but I think they were more okay with it when they found out there was food," she said, holding up the bag. And food gave you energy for other things!

[so_hawkward]

Ah yes, blessed carbs! "Thank you for going out. I don't know about you, but I'm starving."

Not that activities had anything to do with that, of course.

[throughaphase]

"Yeah, funny how that happens," Kitty grinned, going to the silverware drawer. "And as my true Valentine's Day present to you, I'm not even gonna make you use chopsticks."

[so_hawkward]

"I thought my present was the flowers. Which were very sweet, for the record," Clint said. "I mean, I'll take getting to use a fork too, of course."

[throughaphase]

"Yes, thank you for those," she said, and she kind of thought the note she got with them was even better. "And normally I'd say there'd be a lot of dirty stuff also as presents, but..."

[so_hawkward]

Clint grinned as he grabbed one of the food boxes. "Yeah, I think the island's taking care of that," he said. "It's so helpful that you're already here, or I probably would have just stationed Lucky in front of the door all weekend so you couldn't leave."

[throughaphase]

"Oh no, trapped by an adorable dog," Kitty grinned, opening another box. "I think it's pretty safe to say you'd have trouble getting rid of me even if I didn't live here. Especially when you walk around all hot and shirtless."

Yes, that was a major focus for her here.

[so_hawkward]

"Oh, I'm sorry," Clint said, not sounding sorry in the slightest. "Should I put a shirt on? I guess it's chilly enough outside--"

[throughaphase]

"Don't you dare," Kitty laughed, sliding an arm around his waist. You know, just in case he thought he was going anywhere. "If it's cold outside, then obviously you need to stay inside, with me, where I can keep you warm."

[so_hawkward]

Clint made a small, happy noise before he could stop himself. "With warm Chinese food, right?" he said. "That'll help a lot."

[throughaphase]

"To start," she said, sticking her fork in a box and offering him the bite. "And then, let's be real, probably counter sex or something."

[so_hawkward]

Clint waggled his eyebrows at Kitty and took the bite. "You on the counter or me?" he teased.

[throughaphase]

"I was thinking me. Though if you're feeling ambitious..." she teased back.

[so_hawkward]

"I don't want you to get bored. Isn't variety part of a good relationship?" Clint asked. "It might give you a fun story to tell Irene later."

[throughaphase]

"Who says I tell Irene that kind of stuff?" she asked. Of course now she had thoughts of Irene in her head, too.

[so_hawkward]

"I don't know what kind of stuff you talk to Irene about. I figured, considering the place she owns, she might like getting details about stuff," Clint said. "I mean, she did know me from my arms."

[throughaphase]

"She doesn't really get details. I mean, aside from that time with the 'would you want to try this sex toy?' thing," Kitty told him, only blushing a little. "But I rave about your arms because they're great."

She said, taking the opportunity to grope a bicep.

[so_hawkward]

"Hey, I'm trying to eat dinner here," Clint said, although his laugh might have made it clear he didn't mind her groping at all. "I wonder if Irene's getting a lot of new business."

[throughaphase]

"Probably. Not everyone on this island is as lucky as us," Kitty said. "And I feel especially lucky because I don't have to risk any time in a bed just by myself when this is going on."

[so_hawkward]

"Me neither. And I'm glad we're not trying to move you in this weekend, or we'd get too distracted," Clint said. "Your stuff would have been sitting outside for too long."

[throughaphase]

"Or we'd be using boxes as surfaces for dirty stuff, and that's how things get damaged," Kitty said, faking serious.

[so_hawkward]

"On the plus side, your furniture would have been christened really quickly," Clint pointed out.

[throughaphase]

"Yeah, but better to space that kind of thing out," Kitty smiled. "It's good to know that after a few weeks we can still have a first time on something."