WHO: ELECTRO and MOCKINGBIRD
WHERE: Electro's apartment at the MAC.
WHEN: Following
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WARNINGS: Banter, makeouts, some sex.
SUMMARY: PARKER IS GONE AND ELECTRO IS SAD. Mockingbird to the rescue.
FORMAT: Para.
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don't say what you're really thinking, don't say what you really wanna say )
She'd been walking this line a lot though, especially recently. Perhaps she was becoming blind to her surroundings. Maybe she was too close to the situation for her own good. After all, here she was, sneaking over to Electro's apartment when she ought to be at the mansion, playing the part laid out for her. She should be apologizing to Luke, and probably to Peter too. She should be thinking about Clint and how much she missed him. She should not be knocking on the door marked 206, holding her breath while she waited for an answer.
God, she was such an idiot.
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She pressed against him even more. How she managed to do that without climbing into his lap, she wasn't entirely sure. Either way, he was warm, and it felt nice to be so close to him. "It's okay to miss them, you know. I miss Clint. I miss him... I miss him horribly. But I don't just want to survive til I see him again. I want to live, you know?"
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"But I l--" He paused, shaking his head again. "No. You're right. It's pointless, to assume anything's gonna last forever, here or there. I lost more people back home than I ever did here. You're right. You gotta live in between the moments."
He hesitated another moment, and then decided to chance it. He leaned in, hoping to kiss her.
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It felt good, it did, and Bobbi didn't want him to stop. But along with the rush of adrenaline and lust came an almost overwhelming fear. This wasn't like their kiss at the party. This was different. This was a lot different.
"Max, one second, wait," she breathed against his lips, unable to resist the urge to kiss him between phrases. "You haven't even bought me dinner or anything..."
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"Right, sorry," he said, rubbing the back of his neck. "I didn't mean to like-- I like you, I guess I got ahead of myself. We could get some dinner, if you wanted."
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She didn't didn't make any effort to move away though. In fact, she found herself cupping his cheek, studying his expression very intensely. It was a long moment before she spoke again.
"I don't want to be a booty call. I'm not that kind of woman. I'd... feel better about this if we had dinner or something."
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"Sure, I get it." He paused for a moment, rubbing his mouth with his hand. "I could take you out. Or make something here, if you wanted." He looked toward his kitchen, which was mostly empty save for a six-pack of beer and some microwave dinners. A restaurant would be infinitely more classy, that was for sure.
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"We could bring something back here, if you're up for it." She smirked at him, suddenly regaining that confident air she usually possessed, planting a quick kiss on his cheek before wriggling out of his clutches.
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"I could go grab something, if you wanted to wait here," he offered, if she didn't want to go out somewhere visible with him. But after a moment he continued, "or we could together somewhere."
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Bobbi held tightly to his hand, following him up from the sofa. "Let's get Chinese. You know anything close by?"
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"Yeah. There's a place around the corner, actually. It's my favorite." He neglected to mention he didn't usually pay for his food when he went there, but... well, why try and start a fight?
He let go of her hand, walking over to the door and opening it for her.
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"That sounds perfect. What do you usually get?" She smiled, sticking close to him as they walked.
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