Apartment Above Needful Things; Tuesday Late Morning

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Harley had spent most of the weekend on the mainland. Not just Baltimore, either - she'd taken the kid out on a little road trip. Yanno, for life lessons! Most of them criminal, of course, but that was sort of how their mentorship worked, so someone else could handle the boring stuff. Anyway, they'd had fun!

So much of it, in fact, that Harley had only landed back on the island late on Monday evening. Technically probably Tuesday? Which meant that after she'd passed out and slept her fill, the day was already well on its way. She rolled groggily out of bed, shambled her way into the living room --

And groaned when she saw the glitter bomb still waiting on the coffee table, and not downstairs attached to the front door ready to explode on Frenchie if he showed up again this week. Whether he'd already shown up or not, Harley was not in a state to go set it up now.

She shuffled around some more, in search of her phone, which she found discarded on the kitchen counter. No calls, no messages apart from Cass informing her she'd ordered breakfast delivery on Harley's account. Harley looked at the phone for a long moment more anyway, tapping her thumb against the side of it in thought. Groggy, still sleepy, not yet caffeinated thought.

And pulled up a number she'd had for a while but never actually texted before.

(Successfully, anyway. There was that time on her birthday.)

You awake yet?

(expecting one but can be open for other stuff as well!)

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"I brought you a burrito," Marc pointed out.

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"'Cause I asked you to," Harley retorted.

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"Could've said no," Marc replied.

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"You also didn't say yes, you just bought and brought the burrito! Case closed!"

That was how that worked, right? She just said it and that made it so?

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Marc laughed again. What? He'd already mentioned she had moments of being cute.

"What am I being accused of again?"

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"I don't remember," Harley admitted sunnily. "But I'm sure it was a terrible offense."

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"Wouldn't be my first," Marc said. "But hey, if next time you don't want me to bring breakfast..."

Ignore the assumption of next time. And that he'd bring breakfast without being asked.

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"Then I'll just skip to havin' you instead."

Easy!

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"Dunno if I buy you waking up in the morning if you don't have to," Marc said.

Ignore how she'd done that today and that's why he was there. He was pulling her pigtails, so to speak.

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Harley was ignoring no such thing! In fact, Harley was giving him a confused look.

"Isn't that sorta what already happened today?"

Then she reconsidered. Slightly.

"Exactly like what happened today."

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"Again," Marc amended. With a massive, oh so put upon rolling of his eyes. So put upon Truly.

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"So I used up my one wakeup and now ya don't see it happening no more?"

Okay, she was back to teasing, although she was trying to keep her face at least somewhat serious.

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"Exactly," Marc replied in kind. "You only had one in you."

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And the obnoxious smirk broke through. "Only needed the one."

Dirty?

Absolutely.

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Had he set that up just for her? Maybe.

"Good thing. All I'm working with."

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"Trust me, you make the most of it," Harley replied, complete with a ridiculously wistful sigh. Hey, it was no secret the sex worked for her! "Nice job lettin' me stay on top, too!"

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Marc shrugged that off. "You've got good balance."

Yep, still not fully getting it.

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And Harley was tricksy enough that she was actually talking about the physical, now. Mostly, anyway.

"Hasn't always stopped you from flipping me back onto my back before."

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"Only 'cause you like it," Marc said. And, in fairness, that she wasn't subtle about liking it. Always went better when Marc didn't have to interpret much on his own. "Wouldn't if you didn't."

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"You're gonna learn I like a lot of things." Yes, that implied many 'next times' and Harley wasn't going to bother with pretending it didn't. "But that is absolutely one of them, so you're not wrong!"

Also all this talk of it had her trying to roll them into a closer approximation of him on top of her, now. Not to make a point, she just suddenly missed her weighted blanket.

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Marc let himself be rolled over. He didn't have a strong opinion about positioning here, other than that he was okay with the proximity. You know, if he had to suffer through it. That kind of a thing.

"Appreciate you keeping me from getting bored."

As he was known to do.

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There hadn't been any particular tension in Harley's body, and yet somehow she still managed to relax even further with more of his weight on her.

"If ya got bored, you wouldn't come back."

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The arm that had been around Harley's back was slung across her waist now, resting against her other side to help enclose her more against him.

"If I didn't wanna hang out with you I wouldn't come back," Marc said.

Arguably a fine line of difference, but he was making it anyway.

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"What's the difference?" Harley wondered, as one of her own hands settle against his shoulder, drawing random shapes there.

Touching was great.

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"Bored makes it sound like you have to put on a show or something," Marc said. "You don't have to. Be you. That works."