Literally Pirateninja (shadowcat) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2015-12-02 17:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, gaz membrane, kitty pryde (shadowcat) |
You know
Who: Kitty and Gaz
What: post-thanks giving cuddles and talking
When: 11/29
Where: Their place
status: complete
“You know,” Kitty said, lazing on the couch with a plate of turkey. “This being Orange County i’m surprised we haven’t had the Turkeypocalypse yet. I mean can you imagine? Thousands of turkeys getting off their plates and attacking people. An army marching down the street to the drumbeat of drumsticks, the terrifying battlecry of gobblegobblegobble?”
She twisted around to look for Gaz. “I’ve been wondering, it’s our first holidays together, how do you want to handle things?”
Gaz had a soda and was walking toward the living room, plopping onto a chair by Kitty. “Don’t say it, it’ll happen. That shit would be awful. And I dunno, I don’t have family.” Gaz had her mom, but they’d never been close. They had a companionable distance going, she wouldn’t interrupt it.
“I’m imagining it. The gobbling echoing off the buildings as people flee in terror. This needs to be a movie. I need to write this down.” She shifted around until she got her phone out so she could email herself the idea. “We could visit the twins, or have them come here. What about decorations? I’m used to trees, and I’ve always liked the colors and lights involved but I don’t know if you’ve ever had one. I need a new menorah though, mine didn’t survive the catastrophes this year.”
“It’s already a movie,” Gaz sat, putting up her legs. “It’s called ThanksKilling. I have it on DVD if you wanna watch it.” She leaned over so she could gently scritch Kitty’s scalp, smiling to herself. “I can put up a tree. And I got you a menorah, it’s a T-Rex. I wanted the twins to come here, but they should decide where they spend the holiday, I think.”
“...damn.” She tossed her phone aside, closing her eyes and leaning into the scritching. “You got me a T-rex menorah? Gaz, you really do love me.” She opened her eyes again. “We’ll let them know it’s an option, then. Getting out of town during December is probably not a bad idea though.”
“A Menorahsauraus Rex, yeah.” Gaz smiled and leaned over to kiss Kitty’s forehead before resuming her scritching. “Well, in the movie there’s just one? The shambling horde angle is new.” Never let it be said that Gaz didn’t try to cheer up her lady. “I’m sure they’ll get sick of it being cold. It’ll probably snow here, but it’s less balls breakingly freezing.”
“That’s beautiful. I’m wiping away a tear at the thought.” Kitty laughed. “How about Shaun of the Dead meets ThanksKilling?” Comedy and zombies, they go so great together. “I just want to see snow and I don’t really care where.”
“That would work,” Gaz smiled. She also wanted to see snow, and she shrugged. “We can fly to Chicago if there’s no snow here. You’ve got a plane, I’ve got a plane, we’ll figure it out.”
“Small detour to Canada, we can import Genuine Canadian Snow,” Kitty joked. She set her plate on the coffee table, then scooted over closer to Gaz’s chair. “Do you want to watch cheesy movies or do you want to go out and hit things?” Really, she was good with either as long as it ended in cuddling, sex, both, or cuddling.
“Go kidnap a moose for Logan,” Gaz grinned. She was feeling relaxed and content, so she made the surprising choice. “Eh. I’m full and you’re cute, let’s watch movies.” They could hit people any night of the week.
Kitty laughed, then patted the couch next to her. “Then get your butt over here and we’ll put on netflix.”
“I wonder what mooses sound like,” Gaz murmured thoughtfully. She settled down by Kitty, lifting her up easily with one hand and setting her down upon her lap. “What you wanna watch?”
“Ugly, probably.” Kitty snuggled into Gaz. She sometimes forgot how strong she was and ended up pleasantly surprised. “Cheesy movies where people fall in love and stupid things happen and sometimes there are monsters.”
“So, uh, Sean of the Dead, then?” Gaz blinked and smiled, snuggling back into Kitty. “Not a lot of movies like that.” Well, that Gaz had seen. She didn’t watch many romantic movies.
“What about Hot Fuzz? Less romance in that one but it’s got everything else, and swans.” Okay so she was on a Simon Pegg phase, but honestly who wasn’t? “Honestly I just want to spend time with you.” That and she was a sap.
“That works for me.” Gaz leaned down to kiss Kitty as she fumbled for the remote, navigating to Netflix once she was sitting back up. “Not like we’ll watch all of it anyway.”
“And just what are you implying, missy?” Kitty closed her eyes into the kiss, knowing full well what Gaz was implying and every time they kissed she got this buzz in her stomach and limbs and she just loved her so much. She had to blurt it out. “I love you.”
“You know what,” Gaz smirked. She thought it was cute whenever Kitty got all bossy and ‘I’m technically older than you’ on her. “I love you too.” Sometimes Kitty’s butterflies would make their way over to Gaz, something she’d hit anyone for pointing out.
“I like the way you think,” Kitty replied. She brushed her thumb along Gaz’s cheekbone. Her adorable demoness fiance. Only she wouldn’t say adorable out loud. Most of the time. (it was too good to save for moments when Gaz might be drinking or otherwise occupied)
Gaz would take adorable from Kitty, in private, but that was about it. Besides, she could always counter with tickles. It was cute when Kitty squawked. After putting the movie on, Gaz counter snuggled, wrapping her arms around Kitty and gently squeezing.
Kitty snuggled in, paying more attention to Gaz’s closeness than to the movie. She closed her eyes, straining to hear Gaz’s heartbeat. It was slow, but steady and she smiled. She bet she could make it race, that was always a fun game. “Hey, Gaz?”
“Yeah?” Gaz wasn’t really watching the movie. She was trying to figure out what colors she’d need to mix to get Kitty’s skin just right on canvas.
“You’re not going anywhere, right?” Kitty sounded so vulnerable just then.
Gaz blinked. “Where would I go?” She lifted her head, her blue-purple hair brushing against Kitty’s cheek. “You’re the only person in the whole world who gets me.”
“Sometimes that’s not our choice to make,” Kitty pointed out. She tangled her fingers in Gaz’s hair. “It’s stupid, but I worry sometimes. I know you’re not going anywhere but I’ll watch you sleep and be afraid you won’t be there in the morning.”
“If I ever get teleported anywhere, it’s not because I want to. I promise.” Gaz closed her eyes, nosing closer into Kitty’s neck. “Why do you think I worried so much when you disappeared into the multiverse and became glowyKate?” Gaz didn’t really think of Kitty as anything but Kate.
“I came back,” Kitty pointed out, and figured that Gaz would just come back too. She leaned her head to the side, sighing softly. “Okay. I’m being stupid I know.”
“I know. But I was scared. I think I actually cried on Logan.” Not that Gaz would ever admit that to anyone, ever.
“I didn’t know you could shed tears,” Kitty teased.” She tucked her finger under Gaz’s chin and lifted her head. “I won’t go anywhere on purpose either. Promise.”
“I can.” Gaz was quiet, but she nodded solemnly at Kitty. “Okay.” It meant a lot that Kitty said that, if only because Gaz believed her.
She leaned in, kissing Gaz softly at first, then a little harder, Simon Pegg’s troubles in a little town forgotten.