Instead of answering her, he shows up half an hour later. It takes some doing to convince her lock to open but he's patient. He rummages around in her kitchen for a moment, putting away shit he brought with him, opening caps of two of the beer bottles and slots the rest of them into the fridge. Then he drops off his coat, shoes, socks, and walks into the bathroom.
"Did I actually piss you off?" he asks as he sits on the edge of the tub and offers her one of the frosty beers.
She can hear him shuffling around out there, her head resting back against the tub and her eyes closed as the bubbles drift around her. Her eyes don’t open when she hears him enter, only blinking open when she feels him hovering by the edge of the tub.
“Nah,” she hums a smile, blinking her eyes open and taking the beer from him. “Just got lazy.” She clinks the butt of her bottle to his, taking a sip and letting her eyes graze over him. “You gonna join me?”
He slips off the edge of the tub and squats down beside it, resting his arms on the lip, his beer balanced between his fingertips.
"Would you like that?" he asks as he drags his fingertips across the water's surface to her neck. They're cool from holding the frosty bottle as he drags them across her shoulder to her neck.
He's inclined to do whatever makes her happy most of the time, even if he might pretend otherwise.
She smiles lazily as her draws closer, the sharp blue of her eyes meeting his darker ones. Despite the warmth of the water, a shudder runs over her skin at his touch, a low, content hum seeded at the base of her throat.
Her head tilts into his wrist, corner of her lip hooking upwards.
“Not at all,” she drawls, neck craning to press a kiss to the inside of his wrist.
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"Did I actually piss you off?" he asks as he sits on the edge of the tub and offers her one of the frosty beers.
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“Nah,” she hums a smile, blinking her eyes open and taking the beer from him. “Just got lazy.” She clinks the butt of her bottle to his, taking a sip and letting her eyes graze over him. “You gonna join me?”
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"Would you like that?" he asks as he drags his fingertips across the water's surface to her neck. They're cool from holding the frosty bottle as he drags them across her shoulder to her neck.
He's inclined to do whatever makes her happy most of the time, even if he might pretend otherwise.
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Her head tilts into his wrist, corner of her lip hooking upwards.
“Not at all,” she drawls, neck craning to press a kiss to the inside of his wrist.