Rating: PG
Fandom: Runaways
Characters: Wilders
Prompt: Laundry
Notes: For A Year In Writing.
Disclaimer: This is me owning nothing.
Summary: Geoffrey's got a bad habit with his laundry.
004: Laundry
"Ew!"
Catharine sidestepped the laundry hamper. She glared at Geoffrey.
"What?"
"You could do laundry, at least, before I come over," she scolded.
Geoffrey snorted. "It’s just a little."
"And it smells like you rolled in a dead cat."
He rolled his eyes and turned on the light. The rest of the apartment was clean.
"Baby, that’s the garbage. And it’s a dead fish, not a dead cat."
She wrinkled her nose. "Why did you keep it?"
"I forgot to take it out."
He pulled the trashcan from under the sink, pulled it closed and tied it. He took it outside to deposit it in the alley.
"Problem solved," he said upon returning. She was liberally spraying Lysol over everything. He waited until she was satisfied, then removed the can from her hands.
"Much better," she declared.
He grinned. "So when are you going to move in with me?"
"When you can do your own laundry."