[He kisses her again, because Frankie is terrible with words and that seems like the best way to return the sentiment. There's a certain desperation to it, not lust but devotion. He drops her hands to settle his arms around her waist instead.]
[He makes an odd, amused little noise that isn't quite a laugh. Eden, if you ever use your powers for evil... well, it won't affect much, but the Raven regulars will hate you.]
Wait here.
[It's a feat of willpower that lets him head back out to the floor to politely kick the handful of stragglers out.]
[He doesn't ask how she knows, or what it means, or anything like that. He just frowns, taking her hands in his and looking at them, his brow furrowed slightly.]
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Frankie-
[She presses against him. He's everything to her. The whole world.]
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I love you, you know that?
[She'd better, but maybe a reminder doesn't hurt.]
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I love you, too.
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See, this is the problem visiting at work, he doesn't actually want to go back to what he was doing.]
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Close the bloody bar, cara.
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[But he's not actually saying no. It's not fair, the things she does to him. Fuck, he's grateful.]
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[She tugs his hands. Come on.]
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Wait here.
[It's a feat of willpower that lets him head back out to the floor to politely kick the handful of stragglers out.]
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[He leans in to kiss her.]
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[But he tugs idly at the hem of her shirt. His shirt, rather. The kitchen is really far away, just saying.]
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Don't know how much longer we'll have.
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Never have known.
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[She pauses.]
Nevermind.
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You think what?
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Something big.
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