"Oh good," Clint teased, brushing a kiss to her lips. He leaned back, letting his hands settle on her waist, brows raised in amusement. "You looked pretty hot kicking some drunken arse earlier." She had. That short dress had ridden up and watching her lay it all down on someone that wasn't him was a bloody turn on. He might have some issues. Pulling her towards the floo, he gave Ade a wave and shrugged. He felt bad leaving his cousin but Ade was Ade and he'd figure it out. He glanced up the stairs, feeling slightly bad for Emma but it was what it was. Not much he could do about it. Plus, he had a hot girlfriend who was in a short dress and he didn't mind taking advantage of that.
"Let's grab something to go," he said, glancing at the clock. "We can makeout for a little bit." He pulled her into the fireplace, calling out a grate in Diagon before stepping out, pulling her into a deep kiss in the middle of the Leaky. "It'll be fun."
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Katie's lips quirked upward at his admission and she nudged him with her uninjured arm. "Yeah," she said, amused. "But you're used to me. I've been irritating you since I was eleven." It was different. This was expected of their relationship. However, with Dobbs... well, the girl was just trying to do her job. But, she knew better than to say that to Marcus. She was pretty sure he knew it too. When he unclenched his fist, she took his hand, not really thinking about it and held the ice down. It was easier to focus on his injury than hers.
"Oh," she said, glancing down at the wrapped arm that was bleeding slightly through the bandage and wrap. "It's alright. I'm sure it'll stop soon." It ached like a son of a bitch but she wasn't one to complain. She met his gaze and gave him a small smile. The undeniable urge to snog him came over her but she managed to hold it in. Glancing away, she took his other hand and put it over the ice. She'd become all to aware that she'd been holding his hand. Goosebumps popped over her skin, the cold weather settling over her.
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Emma sighed when she heard the knock on the door. Wiping the tears off, she knew who it was but she wasn't sure she wanted to answer the door. Still, it was Adrian and she tried not to think of Marcus's implications about her sex life and all that mess. Standing up, she moved to the door, pulling it open and giving him a reassuring smile that didn't quite meet her eyes.
"Hi," she said, somewhat stupidly. She really didn't know what there was to say. She'd been on her own for a long time and it was odd to have someone come after her when she was upset. She didn't really know how to process it. Instead, she opened the door wider and moved away, flopping down on her bed, staring at the ceiling. "Sorry about all that," she apologized. Though, she really was just trying to do her job and make the team better.