spin_kick_snap | Apartment Above Lukes, Tuesday Evening

So, technically, Kathy's plan was to make tacos for dinner, but no one would know that from the state of the kitchen. She'd decided to make homemade guacamole (because what were tacos other than tasty vehicles for guac?) and now all the taco fixings were kind of pushed off to one side while she finished mashing up the avocados and chopping the cilantro and prepping the other stuff.

And texting Dante, because making tacos was the perfect opportunity for jokes, right? Especially with her shoulder still a little red from Pride?

Looking forward to putting all the tacos into my face tonight, she said, continuing their lazy conversation. No more sausage for me, but tacos are always the way to my...heart.

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rebelseekspizza

u got a taste o pride now or r thr srsly tacos

Contrary to what most people thought, Dante did not have a one track mind. He had a two track one.

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spin_kick_snap

Kathy never would have doubted his commitment to food. Ever.

Seriously tacos, she sent, then looked at all the toppings still sadly untouched next to the sink and amended, in like 20 mins. I'm making guac now.

Priorities!

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rebelseekspizza

im comin over, Dante decided.

What? Anders wasn't in, and he was hungry.

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spin_kick_snap

Kathy knew better than to even argue at this point. Fine. But no bitching abt the olives.

She happened to like black olives. And they'd be in their own little bowl, not hurting anybody.

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rebelseekspizza

just dont let em touch my tacos, Dante said, getting up and slipping out into the dorm hallway.

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spin_kick_snap

I will keep them properly quarantines so they cant hurt u, Kathy promised with the appropriate levels of solemnity.

Which meant she was rolling her eyes and laughing as she typed.

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rebelseekspizza

gud

That was all Dante had to say all throughout the walk down to her apartment. The rest, as she could tell by the knock on the door, would have to happen face-to-face.

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spin_kick_snap

And answered by Kathy with a bowl of guacamole and a chip. "What do you think?" she asked, skipping over the hello in favor of what was really important. "Needs more cilantro or good as is?"

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rebelseekspizza

Dante took the chip from her hands and swept it through the guacamole. He popped it in his mouth and munched thoughtfully.

"It's good," he announced, and brushed past her into the apartment.

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spin_kick_snap

"Do come in," Kathy snarked, shutting the door behind him, then headed back for the kitchen where music was playing on her laptop. She really needed to figure out what happened to her ipod. "Can I get you to help with dinner, or are you in more of a 'sit at the table with a drink' kind of mood?"

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rebelseekspizza

"Thought you'd be done by now," Dante admitted. "What's left?"

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spin_kick_snap

"Cutting up the last of the veggies and cooking the meat," Kathy said, making a face. "I figured I'd finish cutting stuff up if you're willing to saute the hamburger?"

She'd just...kind of put it off. For reasons.

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rebelseekspizza

Oh.

Right.

"I can handle the chuck, don't worry," Dante said, tossing her a lazy salute.

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spin_kick_snap

"Oooh, Dante cooking at the stove," Kathy said, happy to tease him and move away from the specter of why she was still reluctant to touch meat. "Sexy. Make sure to stir it nice and slow while making pouty model faces at me."

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rebelseekspizza

"Your kinks are getting weirder all the time," Dante said, choosing to ignore that snark in favor of tracking down the meat.

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spin_kick_snap

"I will have you know, there's a huge market out there of mostly-naked guys doing household chores," Kathy informed him, pushing a small package of beef his way. The busboy had run some up when she'd called down for it and she hadn't touched it since he'd left it on the counter. "It's a totally normal kink. You're lucky I'm not trying to convince you to lose your pants and wear a frilly apron instead."

She grabbed a beer from the fridge and cracked it, setting it down next to the stove for him as a silent sign of appreciation.

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rebelseekspizza

"Apron and no pants? Now there's a look," Dante mushed, opening up the pack nice and quick. "Easy access too."

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spin_kick_snap

"I'm not going to lie and say I've never thought about that," Kathy admitted, heading back to the table to finish chopping up the last of the toppings. "Gender fuckery and easy access. That's hot."

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rebelseekspizza

"Maybe next time you pick up a dick," Dante said merrily, rummaging around until he'd produced a pan and got the stove going.

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spin_kick_snap

While Dante rummaged, Kathy slipped quietly out of the kitchen, darting towards her bedroom. A quick dip into her special drawer and she was heading back to the kitchen again, placing a box from Dite's on the counter next to him.

"You were saying?" she asked.

Look, she wasn't trying to start anything. But was she supposed to just ignore that opening there?

~~Dirty.~~

Edited Date: 2017-06-21 04:10 am (UTC)

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rebelseekspizza

Dante, his hands busy poking around the pan with a spatula, blinked.

And then he blinked again.

And then he laughed. "You got another one?"

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spin_kick_snap

Kathy shrugged, a little self-conscious, and snagged the box back. "A bunch came in with an order," she said. "Good size and heft and it has a vibrating end for me, so it seemed worth picking up."

And now she had a boxed strap-on in her hands and nothing to do with it. Awkward.

"So, y'know, just watch all those comments about what might happen when I get a dick," she said with a wink. "Never know when maybe I'll take you up on it."

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rebelseekspizza

Dante made a faintly amused noise, reaching to snag her arm.

Part of it might have been a long-hardwired instinct to boost Kathy up when she looked self-conscious about something to do with getting laid; whatever it was, he leaned in to kiss her, nice but quick.

Edited Date: 2017-06-21 02:32 pm (UTC)

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spin_kick_snap

The kiss surprised Kathy, over almost before she could respond, and she stood blinking at him for a moment before she shook herself. Her fingers brushed over her lips for a second before she gave him a soft smile in return. "I should probably go put this away," she suggested. "We've got tacos to finish prepping."