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Jaime waltzed into the entertainment room of the new base, stretching. He sees Mia there, obviously just back from a shower after a workout.
“Hey cutie.” Jaime slides down onto the couch, trying to be smooth-
and crashes into the couch after tripping.
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Nobody asked you...
“So... how are you doing today?” Jaime asks, looking up from his new position with his head in her lap.
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Jaime sighed. The bug had its good points. When it wasn't suggesting weaponry to blow apart people and debase religion.

Date: 2010-03-03 05:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-cute-speedy.livejournal.com
"My cute boyfriend is throwing himself at me, can't complain." She smiles and leans down to kiss him, still damp hair falling around his face. She sits back up and contents herself to play with his hair after fixing her own.

"This place is starting to look like an actual HQ, instead of just somewhere a bunch of teens stash their stuff." She grins.

Date: 2010-03-03 05:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notbluebeetle.livejournal.com
Jaime smiles as he feels Mia's fingers in his hair. Its nice to have a moment like this, on the couch. He was more than content to just sit here forever.

"Well, yeah. I think we're coming along nicely. I mean, it's not the Titans Tower, but it'll get there. Besides, we have two technopaths helping us out. And not to mention the best looking girl to ever call herself a Titan." He pulls over one of her hands and gives it a kiss on its back, then just holds onto it.

Date: 2010-03-03 05:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-cute-speedy.livejournal.com
Mia chuckles. "You know, most guys are only that nice when they're about to admit something. Do I have to kill you? I'm hoping not, because it'd put a real cramp in my dating schedule."

Date: 2010-03-03 06:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notbluebeetle.livejournal.com
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No. Stop it. We don't hurt Mia. It was a joke.

"... What, a guy can't compliment his girlfriend? Maybe I already have what I want right here. Though getting some dinner tonight would be nice. Just you and me?"

Jaime smiles at Mia and nudges her stomach with his nose a bit, hoping to get her to laugh.

Date: 2010-03-03 06:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-cute-speedy.livejournal.com
Mia lets out a squeak, followed by a giggle, when he nudges her. She smiles and tugs him up until he's sitting in her lap, hugging him. "That sounds good. I've hardly gotten any time with you to myself since the whole team stuff started."

Date: 2010-03-03 06:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notbluebeetle.livejournal.com
Jaime smiles at the squeak, and hugs back, leaning into her a bit.

"Well, how about you and I just have a night on the town then? Me and mi querida, getting a burger or something? I'd say the park, but El Paso's aren't as exciting as Gotham's."

Date: 2010-03-03 06:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-cute-speedy.livejournal.com
Mia tightens her grip around his neck, rolling her eyes. "Mugging should not be looked at as a possible entertainment factor for a date." She smirks and kisses his cheek. "Sounds like a plan."

Date: 2010-03-03 06:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notbluebeetle.livejournal.com
Jaime puts his forehead to hers, softly. Don't need to bump heads...

"Okay then. Well... it's afternoon already. How about we just head out now? Get some time for us. Then maybe we swing back here, catch a movie on the big screen here and cuddle under this blanket." Jaime bends down to pick up the blanket that fell off of him when he fell and begins to fall over-

Date: 2010-03-03 08:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-cute-speedy.livejournal.com
Mia grabs him by the collar and pulls him back on the couch, shoving him down and cuddling him with an impish look.

"I think we can give that a few minutes."

Date: 2010-03-03 09:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notbluebeetle.livejournal.com
Jaime kisses Mia and sinks into the cuddle.

"No arguments here..." Jaime nuzzles into Mia. "New plan. We stay here on this couch and order a pizza. Eventually." Jaime starts drumming his fingers on Mia's back, just tapping out the tune to a song.

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Shush you.
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