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Literally I have the power to bail out of bad situations.
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[viatorius]

( Her huff of laughter is almost disbelieving but the smile on her face is real. )

Yeah.

( Clarice kisses him again, cupping his face with her hands. )

I want that. Like, so bad. We could live in a box and I wouldn't care, because it's our box. ( Stroking her thumb over his cheekbone. ) Except, here we can actually find and afford somewhere properly, so no boxes. A bath though. A bath and a bed and a door that looks.

( Her eyebrow arches just so. It's very clear where her priorities lie. )

[tanker]

You can make a list of what you require.

[ He doesn’t care. A box would be all he needs. He’d take the Underground again, the bank and its drafts and its books and crannies. As long as there’s a room for them to be in, together. ]

[viatorius]

Honestly?

( She bites her bottom lip, trying to weigh up how honest she should be. In the end, she figures that's the best policy. )

Just you.

[tanker]

[ John groans, a hand curling around the back of Clarice’s neck, pulling her into another kiss, hungry and desperate. His stomach clenches, and he forces himself to pull away, hating that he has to. ]

I should go. Before I can’t stop myself and get us both into trouble.

[viatorius]

( A weak noise, and Clarice is collapsing her forehead against his shoulder. )

You know, I'm pretty sure everyone things my mutation is amphibian based because of how much time I spend in the goddamn shower. This sexual frustration is getting me a reputation.

( She wants to be bold, which is why she's no longer pretending otherwise. She wants him to know just how she feels.

But he's right, and Clarice pulls herself away, levers her body back onto her bunk, mouth swollen. ) Okay, okay. I'm okay. Are you okay?

[tanker]

[ Her words just make him groan again, imagining exactly what that looks like, and that he could, maybe sometime soon, join her in said shower. It’s almost too much to even consider. The privacy, the space, the two of them free to do whatever.

But then she’s pushing off and John bites his bottom lip, clenching his fingers around emptiness. ]

I will be. I’ll be okay.

[ He’s also going to have to spend some time in a long shower again but damn, it’ll worth it in the long run. He forces himself to stand, but leans in for another kiss, because he can and because he doesn’t want not to. ]

I’ll call around tomorrow, get us some viewing for apartments. No time like the present, right?

[ He kisses her again, and then kisses the tip of her nose, before he’s off, forcing himself not to turn back around. ]