America Chavez is the medic to the multiverse! (multiversemedic) wrote in ageofmarvels, @ 2016-05-16 20:51:00 |
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It had been almost a week since America had come home disoriented, probably half making sense at best, and sore as hell. She'd realized the next day that her lease on this apartment would soon be up, and that meant she needed to figure out if she was staying or not. Her final decision wasn't due quite yet but... It was getting rather close for comfort to put her word in. At this point? The tank had literal days before she had to chose one way or the other and it was starting to make her more nervous than she cared to admit. It was a conversation she needed to have with her lover, but..... How was Karolina going to react to that conversation? At this point, America wasn't fully sure anymore. Today had been mostly a calm one. Since getting back she'd recovered, paid rent, caught up on her classes while groaning that finals were far too soon, and touched base with... Well.... Both of her 'jobs'. Thankfully, nothing had gone too crazy since before she'd left and now. It mostly meant that she'd actually had the time she needed to properly to catch up, recover, and sleep without interruption. This weekend? There were no plans. Well, nothing solid at least aside from being on call to the Avengers. Which meant that she was at Karolina's disposal, and whenever the other woman didn't want America around or had to go do some tv show star thing or another, America would just work on her homework while hoping that stupid call to arms from the caped idiots didn't break up her study time too much. Now though? This evening? This was different then the rest of the week, or even earlier in the day. Around noon she'd sent Karolina a text 'Dinner, bonita?' and had gotten a favorable response. A couple more texts had been sent back saying for her partner to just come over and not worry about bringing anything, America would make sure it was taken care of. Which, true to her word, the tank had been certain to have everything that would be needed for the meal that night - along with a boatload of hidden stress - a meal that she'd actually started to make before Karolina had even shown up in hopes that it might help to calm her nerves about what she needed to address with the other woman tonight... And whatever questions her partner might have cooked up for her about the multiverse. Though, the anxiety around questions about the multiverse wasn't likely to go away anytime soon as she'd given the other woman an open invite to ask questions at any time.... Which she somewhat regretted now, even if America knew it was the right thing to do. Yet, regardless of the anxiety, and America's somewhat questionable cooking skills - Karolina didn't always have to come in and fix the meal, America could generally make most things at least edible - the night had actually gone well so far. They'd talked casually about their days, cooked, eaten and had settled onto the couch to read while Karolina leaned back into the tank. Normally, in America's world, this would have made for a near perfect night as long as they avoided the multiverse. Maybe toss in a movie, a little dancing or something a little more intimate and it would have been perfect.... If this were any other night where America didn't have to talk to Karolina about what she was doing with her lease.... But... Maybe she could put it off for a few more days, or... No. No. She really needed to get her shit together and have this talk tonight. It was at the fifth attempt of trying to read the first sentence of the new page that the tank finally knew she couldn't avoid the topic any longer. A low sigh followed by a grumble caused America to close the book and shift so that she could put it down before moving to wrap her arms around Karolina. A kiss was pressed to the back of the other woman's head. How should she try to get into this? Was there any way to smoothly shift them into this topic? Couldn't she just.... "Hey, bonita." The tank interjected into the silence gently before moving to press a kiss against the other woman's cheek. "¿Te perdiste? El cielo está muy lejos de aquí." Bad pick up lines to break the ice it was. |