Chinese Therapy, like retail therapy but with food. [RP for <lj site="livejournal.com" user="stillac

[whattingawhat]

After Buffy got off the laptop she got up and pulled a pair of jeans on. She grabbed a black sweater and pulled it over her head. The neckline was elongated and just hovered on the edges of her shoulders. She'd forgone a bra and threw her toothbrush and change of clothes into a small bag. She pulled her hair up in a ponytail, slipped her feet into a pair of fantastic lime green heels. She called the Chinese place on her cellphone as she click clacked down the stairs (elevators were for losers and people less claustophobic than her). The doorman grabbed her cab and she slipped into the backseat as she finished placing the Chinese order. She was worried about Danny mostly because it was the first time she was dealing with badday!Danny and she wasn't sure what the protocol was for that just yet.

The cab let her out at the Chinese place and she told it to go on, she'd walk the rest of the way. She picked up an extra pair of chopsticks when she grabbed the food because she'd left her stakes back at the hotel room. She didn't know how to explain them just yet. She hoofed it over to Danny's place, took the stairs up and then knocked on the door. She waited a minute and then used her key, poking her head inside before she walked all the way inside.

"Boyfriend! Dr. Summers is here with Chinese and Buffy, as ordered."

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[whattingawhat.livejournal.com]

That was Buffy, a study in extremes. However, he sorta took her breath away when he said he was falling for her. She gasped a little and bit her bottom lip, looking up at him, all serious and big eyes, looking much younger than she was. Talking about Mafia and death were situations for humor. Falling in love, definitely no room for humor there. That was serious business.

"Okay...so me too. I mean...maybe. I think and I'm only doing the waffle thing because the last time I fell in love it ended bad. Bad as in the baddest of the bad of the bad. Like I considered nunship bad. Like...bad. And this is where you might want to change your mind because Buffy is so not well adjusted in the whole 'love' thing. God I'm rambling. I know I'm rambling but you have to know this thing and please just stay right here don't pull away from me even though maybe this is not conducive to rambling. Abandonment issues like whoa. I mean even *I* know I have them. that's so not relevant right now. The point is I'm scared. Like can't breathe scared. I'm...indestructible. Not literally but...the point is...I know falling in love can destroy me. I nearly lost me after...the bad and I'm scared. I'm just-I'm falling and I'm scared and I hate being scared. I want to tell myself to grow a spine and suck it up but myself doesn't listen. My self just-I'm not scared of you though. I'm scared of falling in love because of the aforementioned bad last time and logically I know you won't do any of those things to me but-love isn't logical. I thought I had a point and I don't think I do now. I'm sorry. Just...rewind that ramble and pretend I just said I'm falling for you too?"

[stillacrime.livejournal.com]

"Alright. So, you're fallin' for me too." But he was still analyzing that ramble in his head. His fingers splayed at the small of her back, palm open to a closed fist and back again. Back and forth. "So we have... stuff to work on. We can deal with that. I'm pretty loyal when it's reciprocated."

[whattingawhat.livejournal.com]

The lack of words made Buffy smile. It was something she was accustomed to. She leaned in and pressed a light kiss to his lips before moving back ever so slightly. "Loyal is good. It's a good quality to have and me to. With the loyalty. We have stuff to work on. Or I do. But usually if something is wrong, I'll tell you. The only time I actually shut up is when I'm really, really hurt. And sometimes I run...when I think something is going to hurt. I run. Just come get me. And now I'm talking too much."

She leaned in and kissed him hard before pulling back again. "Are you okay? I mean with the way this whole conversation has gone? Is going? I'm nervous now so if this is a shutting up time, you can tell me that."

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