#slayerofcat

         ❝  oh  is  that  so,   huh  ?  ❞             smirk  played  upon  crimson  stained  lips,   this  sort  of  banter  between  the  two  more  than  a  mere  daily  occurrence  at  this  point  --  to  say  she  was  used  to  his  forward  attitude  and  his  attempts  to  sleep  with  her,   would've  been  the  worlds  biggest  understatement.   she  should  have  known  his  big  suggestion  in  this  situation  would've  been  for  the  two  of  them  to  hop  on  into  the  backseat  and  go  at  it  like  there  was  no  tomorrow,  not  surprised  in  the  slightest  by  his  response.   but  instead  of  the  usual  retort back  at  him,   the  usual  playful  smack  against  his  arm  followed  by  an  eye  roll,   this  time  she  allowed  a  smirk  to  settle  upon  her  features  as  she  inched  closer  towards  him,   water  bottle  held  in  her  hand  slightly  hidden  at  her  side.

         ❝  see,   'cause  i  think  i  could  make  you  ----  ❞            hand  quickly  came  around,   popping  the  cap  of  her  water  bottle  and  squeezing  the  plastic  so  that  the  water  now  squirted  upon  lances  face.             ❝  ----  sooooo wettttttt.  ❞           cue  the  stream  of  giggles  now  flowing  from  parted  lips.

“I can’t believe you are not cold. This place is god damn freezing. I mean... I’ve seen snow where I come from, but holy shit. This is too much.” The voice came muffled as he was talking behind a scarf, rubbing his hands together eagerly to try and warm them up. “Couldn’t you move somewhere warmer? Maybe visit me in Cordoba.”

         ❝  you  can't  make  me  move,   you  can  go  do  your  morning  workouts  but  some  of  us  have  barely  slept  and  would  like  to  sleep  PAST  seven  in  the  morning.   i'll  take  pancakes  over  abs  okay,   shhhh  leave  me.  ❞            false  promises  that  she  would  get  up  early  and  start  to  get  in  shape  with  lance  now  evident,   there  was  no  way  she  was  dragging  herself  out  of  bed  to  go  on  a  morning  run.   thus,   she  simply  pulled  the  covers  over  her  head  with  a  loud  groan  of  annoyance  toward  the  slight  light  peeking  in  through  the  blinds.

         ❝  you  tell  me  this  like  it’s  big  news,   you  go  commando  on  the  best  of  days,   darlin’,   i  ain’t  fazed.  ❞            playful  tone  laced  her  words,   smirk  toying  upon  crimson  hued  lips  as  she  gazed  towards  lance.             ❝  maybe  you’d  be  happier  knowing  whether  or  not  I’M  even  wearing  any  underwear  …  ❞            typical  banter  between  the  two  that  others  would  have  perhaps  been  confused  toward  ;  their  humor  and  boundaries  knew  no  bounds,   but  being  around  him  felt  comfortable,   it  let  grace  be  herself  in  every  single  way  and  she  latched  onto  that  with  everything  in  her  being.   moving  closer  to  the  former  gymnast  with  the  smirk  still  evident  against  her  features,   arm  then  nudged  against  his  own  as  she  looked  up  at  him.              ❝  shame  you’ll  never  find  out,   huh  ?  a  cat  you  ain’t  petting  anytime  soon,   champ.  ❞

        taking  a  drink  of  the  garbage  drink  lance  had  put  together  for  him,   tonys  features  quickly  scrunched  in  pure  disgust  --  what  the  hell  was  the  opposing  male  trying  to  feed  him  ?            ❝  the  fact  you  made  me  work  out  is  bad  enough,   but  to  make  me  drink  and  eat  all  this  healthy  crap  too  ?   i  don't  even  wanna  know  what  was  in  this,   just  gimme  a  damn  donut  before  i  flatline  because  of  this   ...  gunk.  ❞