MCA #5, Saturday Morning

[electrocynic]

As far as Sarah was concerned, this was a perfectly ordinary Saturday. She'd slept in late, had some brekkie, was lounging around on the couch with something mindless on the telly. And considering the way last Saturday had gone – she felt like she'd only just recuperated from the hangover, if not the mental fallout of it all – she thought this one should just stay a quiet one.

In fact, she had half a mind to just stay in her pajamas all day.

[ooc: Open, natch.]

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[electrocynic]

She wouldn't have bought it, anyway. The pajamas were ratty and she hadn't brushed her hair and she knew those things didn't matter, she did, but she probably would've scoffed all the same.

Which might've given her something else to do than watch him while debating with several conflicting urges she was having.

He was warm and she was very aware of that.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"Don't think I regretted anything more than leavin' here," he admitted quietly. "Gave up a lot for the Corps. Too much, probably."

[electrocynic]

"No, I get it," she told him, glancing down. "You want to be a hero. Or, do good, whatever."

The way she didn't, really. There was being a hero the way she and her friends and, God, even Devlin were, and then there was actually feeling like making a difference.

"And you're supposed to."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"I wanted this for years," he admitted, reaching up to brush a thumb over her cheek. "Ended up getting beat into a coma, watching friends die, and getting no respect at all. And yeah, helping people was worth that crap."

[electrocynic]

And now she was putting an unnecessary amount of willpower into not nuzzling his hand.

Yeah, that would last. Sure.

"I don't even know what that feels like."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"Yeah you do," Guy insisted, leaning in to rest his forehead against hers. That was better than kissing her, right? Right. "You're a good person, Sarah. Great even."

He was biased.

[electrocynic]

Guy, no, that was worse. Much worse. Possibly the stupidest thing he could have done.

She loved it.

She made a dry sound. "Now you're just talking out of your arse." Ever the romantic.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

Guy snorted, closing his eyes. "I got a lot of regrets. But knowing you would never be one of 'em. I'll always love you."

Because they were awful about saying those things when they were actually together.

[electrocynic]

The noise she made this time was a lot less dry.

He was definitely going to get punched if he made her cry.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

And he would so deserve it.

He did the worse thing possible and kissed her then. Because oh god, Guy. Why do you do these things?

[electrocynic]

Because he was a fool in love even after two and a half years?

So, basically, he was an idiot.

Sarah hesitated for a few seconds. Because, you know, it was a bad idea. Or possibly just because it'd been a long time and her brain just spazzed out. Either way, she recovered. She kissed him back.

Got her hand tangled up in his shirt and everything.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

Well of course he was an idiot. That was a basic part of his personality.

What was her excuse?

Guy took that as his go ahead to run fingers through her hair and only get a little caught on tangles. This totally worked better in the movies, you know.

[electrocynic]

Well she'd never been one of the smart ones, either.

You could tell by the way she used her hold on his shirt to pull him towards her. Also, the continued kissing.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

They were just making this worse on themselves. Seriously, no amount of alcohol would make the post-weekend funk better.

Guy pulled back just enough to look at her and give a little thought to how bad an idea this was. But, hey! Why stop now? Because now he was helping with that whole closer thing she was going for by putting his hands on her hips to almost pull her onto his lap.

[electrocynic]

Well, this had always been bound to hurt, right? Like a lot. So... Might as well go all in?

She knew this was a bad idea, looking at his face right now was reminding her of that. She was still trying to shift onto his lap because dammit. It was there. She wanted to. She'd never been very good at worrying about the consequences in the moment.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

Relationship YOLO!

"God damn, I missed you," Guy muttered, taking full advantage of their position now to run his hands over her back and shoulders to keep them close as possible.

[electrocynic]

"Yeah, missed you too." She didn't have to say that louder than that, did she? When she was winding her arms around his neck and everything. "You bloody American wanker."