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[mitochondriaaya]

Aya shifted her head on the desk just far enough so she could see the clock. Eleven is what the numbers told her. Five hours after she was suppose to be home. After she was suppose to be home and...and...entertaining? That was a good word for it. Even her mind was shying away from the reality of dating Dilan.

And here she was standing him up.

Of course, he had a key to her place, always had but...she was suppose to be home. It didn't matter that she knew, logically, that he could make himself comfortable regardless just...gah.

Gah.

Gah.

She was going to put a dent in her desk with all the head thumping she did. "Just...call him Brea." she muttered at herself, ignoring the pointed looks the deputies were shooting her through the open door. "Call him and explain." and hope he didn't...high tail it? Give up? Come to his senses?

Fuck.

This? Was going to hurt. Somehow, some way..it was just going to. She knew it, because her dating luck trumped his and...and...

...and she needed to call him.

She didn't bother looking at the keypad, just dialed his cell by heart and laid the receiver next to her ear on the desk. "Ummm, so, that Dalton/Harris feud escalated this evening..." she began the moment she heard his end click on. Best to spit it out right?

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[mitochondriaaya]

"Aw, it'd be romantic." If she could make herself believe it. "...is that a hint that this isn't a once off date?" Yes, back to teasing to lighten the mood.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Aya." Dilan was serious, dead serious, all of the sudden; "I'm in this for the long haul. I'm only going to stop dating you if you send me away."

[mitochondriaaya]

"I had picked up on that Dilan. I was teasing." She bumped her head against his chin and held up a carrot piece. "I'm...not panicking. I have no experience maintaining a long term relationship that matters, so if I accidentally treat you like a brother, swat me?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Okay." he said softly, "Just...remember, okay? And...well. It's okay to keep treating me like you always did? Just...more, not different. Okay? More, not different?"

[mitochondriaaya]

"So, cuddles and kisses now." She chuckled softly and tried poking her mental state. She'd been okay with just action over THOUGHT. "Better kisses." Because he'd totally already gotten normal 'I care' kisses?

"You realize this whole town has been waiting for this right?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Yup." Dilan says with a small sigh, "All it'd take now is Braig joining us and what they've been saying for the last twenty years would be complete."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Well, that first Halloween doomed us." She snickered and put his fork back in his hand. She wasn't going anywhere! He needed to eat! "Braig enjoys his harem though. Poor town." The idea of Braig deciding to date one of the 'kids' was...so very, very far fetched!

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan set his chin on her shoulder and started to obediently eat, "He hasn't been dating as much, lately, although that could be with how much we've been working."

[mitochondriaaya]

She started in on her own plate again as well, bumping her head back against his shoulder every once in a while. "That's not good for him. He needs a break. Send me his schedule and I'll get someone to kidnap him?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"...I'll try." he said slowly, "Sometimes it's hard to keep track of both of our schedules. Can't promise, though."

[mitochondriaaya]

"I can also call one of his assistants, see if I can sweet talk or threaten a schedule out of them." Or, well, show up and be the wide-eyed sister at them. "Or I can kidnap him and you can help me run interference with his phones and such..."

[sliceitwithwind]

"That's probably the best idea. The calling his assistants one, I mean." Dilan rubbed his head with his right hand, "Seriously, Ayay, it's been insane."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Dear...you're doing things to benefit and help the entire world. You signed up for a bit of insanity. Luckily for you both I'm not so lofty minded." Or, well, she was, but she prioritized the boys ahead of most things?

[sliceitwithwind]

"I'm glad you're you." Dilan allows, "I really wish I could talk to you about things, but." Stupid NDA.

[mitochondriaaya]

"I understand." And she did. She was a cop after all, she knew laws. And Nondisclosure Agreements. "Talk to me about what you can, and what you need to stress about, and the rest is just details." Details she didn't need to know!

"Hey, you know what? I get to be smug now! I can say my boyfriend is a hot, brilliant surfer!" She finished her chicken and set her fork down. "So, movies?"

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan snorted, "Well my girlfriend is a Sheriff, so there." he finished his meal and rolled his shoulders. "Films. Dibs on the big pillow."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Well, the shivery joy is in saying 'boyfriend' admittedly." slid of his lap carefully and gathered plates. "Yes, yes you get the big, giant floor pillow. I claim the right to lean on you."

[sliceitwithwind]

"That's fine by me." Dilan agreed, gathering leftovers and getting them packaged for the 'fridge. "I've never minded you leaning on me. You can even sit on my lap, if you wish."

[mitochondriaaya]

She washed the dishes quickly and bumped his hip when she finished so she could have the spoons he was using to dish things into tupperware. Well, I want to make allowances for however you felt like sprawling. You want to flop on the pillow on the floor I'll do more leaning than lap sitting!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"I want you to sit in my lap." Dilan informs her, haughtily, handing over his spoons and heading for the living room.

[mitochondriaaya]

"I want you to be comfy!" she shot back cheerfully. "But if you insist..." Hah, spoons washed as well, time to let things drip dry and lean in the doorway between the livingroom and den. What? It was a nice view and she had to dry her hands anyway...

[sliceitwithwind]

"I do." Dilan glanced over his shoulder, and swayed a bit when he saw her moving. Then he dropped onto the pillow and patted his thighs.

[mitochondriaaya]

Cheerful grinning! CHEERFUL GRINNING! And mayyybe the hint of a smirk she'd picked up unconsciously from Braig. She shook her head at the invitation though. "One of us needs to put a movie in..."

[sliceitwithwind]

"So put one in on the way to my lap." he said simply, "Then snuggle, woman. Snuggle."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Yes, yes, I was intending to!" She laughed and sashayed to the pile of movies so she could put a random one in. "Just needed to say there was going to be a delay!" He had the remotes at hand, so yes, now she was claiming his lap!

"I always try to have a good reason for non-instant gratification."