MCA0: Thursday Evening

[needsaparrot]

Xander hadn't forgotten what day it was just because there was a date yesterday too. In fact shopping for today might have something to do with why he was a little late for yesterday.

...And being a Harris might have something to do with why his apartment now smells like a combination of chocolate cake and burny, burny death.

Hooray for good ventilation systems? By which we mean a fan and a lot of open windows.

[OOC: For the gloved one. No, not you, Michael Jackson; get your own burnt cake. Up early for great Have You Met Us We'll Be SPing This Til Tuesday justice. Tumbles off the couch into NWSness.]

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Wha?" Of all the things he was expecting Xander to say, that was not on the list, psychic or not. He squrims a little, arching his head back slightly.

[needsaparrot]

"I love how you look all the time," Xander clarifies. "But this..." His free hand trails a finger across Bridge's cheekbone. "Love this. Love knowing I can do this to you."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Love when you do this to me, love that you do this, love *you*," Bridge murmurs in reply. "So much."

[needsaparrot]

"Love you," Xander repeats quietly, and carries on making damn sure Bridge knows it.