( stefan leans forward and kisses the crown of her head, nuzzling his cheek there for a second before pulling back and trying to encourage her to look up at him. )
[ if he's looking for a tell to inform him of her lying, he won't find it now. he's asked her a question about something not many people bother to point out.
when she does look up at him, she averts her eyes briefly, coming off a little embarrassed rather than her usually overly confident self. ] I tend to slip into Bulgarian when I get caught up in the moment.
[ she shrugs. maybe her blushing will really drive home how it isn't a big deal she spoke bulgarian to him in the heat of the moment. she knows that in that instance, she had said it intentionally, all the while knowing he wouldn't understand.
( it just...seemed like a strange thing to say in the heat of the moment. of all things, telling him he's handsome is very innocent and not something he'd tell her if he were so caught up in things. he knows he'd let much more sensitive and personal information slip. )
Okay.
( he smiles at her all the while making a note to go see if he could find the translation a different way. the library had to have some books on the bulgarian language, didn't it? )
[ she lets out a sigh, shaking her head. if she had a dollar for every time he called her beautiful, she'd be a billionaire by now. even if he says it every day in every sentence he can possibly insert it into, she'll feel like it's the first time he's told her again and again. she hates the way her body reacts and the way she seems to flush every single time.
bowing her head, she rests temple against his shoulder and shakes her head again. letting her hand slide down his back, she stays where she is for a moment, only shifting to press her chin to his shoulder. ]
So, I take it you liked my lingerie. [ she can't help but chuckle. she was still wearing only the bottom half of it. ]
( he's fairly sure that had been crystal clear but if she needs to hear it said, he'll say it again. he'd like her lingerie and he's glad she'd let him see even after the whole gunshot thing. )
I'm sorry I almost didn't get to see it.
( if he'd been too injured to get to experience and only heard about it later from her, he would have been very mad at himself. )
[ pulling away from him, she shoves at his shoulder. ] Shut up.
[ she'll be ready for jokes about this night never. she's tired of his apologies and she's not okay with him implying he could've died. he's immortal; he can't and will never die.
she returns to where she had been perched, this time wrapping her arms tightly around his middle and flattening her palms against his spine. if he asked her, she would deny that it's her attempt at hugging him.
( that hadn't actually hurt but he gets why she'd done it. he let's her slide closer and hug him against her and use that as his apology. he hadn't meant to imply that he could have died and that he might not have been here in the future. )
You don't have to move. I'm comfortable and you're not heavy. You can stay like this for awhile.
[ he's comfortable. it really shouldn't make her feel anything—it's not a big deal at all—but he's comfortable with her despite everything that had been brought up tonight from their shared past. sometimes it's worth being reminded because even the formidable katherine pierce overthinks at times.
she relaxes her grip around him, but only rests her chin more comfortably on his shoulder. she tilts her head so she can rest the side of her temple against his hair. ]
I should really pick a nurse's outfit so that the next time you get shot, I can look the part.
I don't know if I should focus on the nurse's outfit or the fact that you think I'm going to get shot again.
( he doesn't want to get shot again but he knows the odds are probably good that something will happen. he just hopes it's not as bad as what he experienced tonight. )
But you really don't even need to do that, you know. Just wear the lingerie again and I'll be healed in moments.
[ stefan getting shot is something she would like to avoid for the rest of eternity, especially if they risk him experiencing a repeat of tonight.
katherine pulls back from him and raises her finger before looking at him pointedly. ] I want to make one thing clear. [ her voice lacks any scary sternness, although it's very clear she's determined for the universe to heed her request. ] You're not allowed to get shot ever again. If you do, this isn't happening again. [ she gestures with a wave of her hand between them, her state of nakedness, and the fact that he wants her to wear lingerie again. ]
[ she wrinkles her nose at that, shaking her head. no, that doesn't sound logical at all... although, if anyone ever does try to shoot stefan again, they probably won't be alive to regret it. she doesn't want to tell him that, though—at least, not yet. ]
I want to dissuade you from ever being in the line of fire. [ curving her fingers around his shoulders, she taps them against his skin as she pretends to mull a thought over.
pursing her lips thoughtfully, she muses aloud, ] Maybe I should just tie you up so you never get hurt again.
( stefan watches her face to see if she's serious or not. but, with katherine, when she wants to wear a poker face, she does it very, very well.
so, all stefan does is smile and laugh quietly. )
While that might be fun, I don't know if i want to stay like that for too long. My arms might start to hurt and I think I'd get a little bored if I was just left there on my own.
( he doesn't think she'd be there with him twenty four hours a day. she would get bored or annoyed with him. )
[ she arches a brow. ] Who says you'd be left there on your own?
[ she would be there, duh. there's no need to worry about boredom when the most entertaining person will be present and intent on ensuring he has a very good time. the more katherine thinks on it, the more she thinks of a plan for it.
she slides a hand to the back of his neck and starts playing with the hair there.
feigning thoughtfulness, she looks down at him and gasps. ] I could show you my best lingerie then.
[ katherine tries to stifle her smile by pressing her lips together. she shakes her head. ] No.
[ it's still nice lingerie in her opinion, but she has a feeling other lingerie might have a better chance of making his head explode. and katherine... kind of wants to see stefan's reaction. maybe it's dangerous and stupid to crave it, but she'd bought her lingerie for herself and now she definitely wants to share it with him. ]
There are my corsets from 1864. You don't thnk those are better?
[ she presses her lips together to try and hide her smile. she hates the way her heartbeat picks up a little in its rhythm. ] Next time, then.
[ granted, he'd have his work cut out for him when it comes to removing those corsets. all the laces and components... she wonders how patient he'll be before he potentially rips her outfits apart.
shifting against him, she makes a noise in the back of her throat. ] I might need to borrow your car to bring those over. Unless you want people to see me in them...
( for some reason, that just makes stefan laugh before he kisses the top of her head again. )
Usually you just take it. But, that's fine, you can use my car. There's plenty of space in the closets.
( he has a lot of rooms and that means a lot of space for her clothes. he keeps his mostly contained to his own room but they both haven't talked about how more and more of her clothes have made their way over to him. )
[ a few of her things have definitely moved from her townhouse to his house, namely makeup, shoes, and some of her clothes. katherine has found herself looking for a particular pair of shoes to only remember that they're at his house and not her own. it's not something she's ever really experienced before. she thinks if she tells him, he'll make a big deal about it.
there's nothing really big about this. ]
I'm not asking. [ she shakes her head pitifully. ] I'm informing you that I will either have to pack my dresses into your tiny car or I will have to wear them out and about for everyone to see me as I drive myself back here. [ she feigns a sigh. ] If only I had a driver...
( he would, of course, be the driver she needed but he's just amused by how much she insists on taking his car or have him drive her around in his car. )
And yet, if I don't wake up with you, I wake up and my car's gone. Always my car. Never your car or the motorcycle. Always my car.
[ she shrugs carelessly. ] I don't know how to use a motorcycle.
[ she's still not completely sold on it being the best mode of transportation when he has a very sexy car that she can drive herself around in. the motorcycle ruins her hair and dictates her shopping to be very, very minimal.
smiling mischievously at him, she brushes her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck. ] And your car is sexy. A lot of people look at me when I drive it.
( he's not jealous, he just hadn't known that was happening. and while he wants to know who looks at her and how they're looking, he doesn't go that far. he doesn't need to know all that. not really. )
Is that really the only reason you take it? Because you like that people look at you?
[ katherine looks like she's going to say yes, that is the only reason why she takes it. but she glances over his shoulder and grits her teeth for a moment. ] I like taking it because it's your stupid car.
[ don't make a big deal out of it, stefan. she likes it because it's his, and she likes stefan a lot. one plus one. it's a very easy question to understand in her humble opinion.
looking at him pointedly, she teases, ] And people look at me when I'm driving it because it's a pretentious sports car.
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( stefan leans forward and kisses the crown of her head, nuzzling his cheek there for a second before pulling back and trying to encourage her to look up at him. )
Why'd you say it in Bulgarian instead of English?
( he believes her but he also...doesn't. )
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when she does look up at him, she averts her eyes briefly, coming off a little embarrassed rather than her usually overly confident self. ] I tend to slip into Bulgarian when I get caught up in the moment.
[ she shrugs. maybe her blushing will really drive home how it isn't a big deal she spoke bulgarian to him in the heat of the moment. she knows that in that instance, she had said it intentionally, all the while knowing he wouldn't understand.
she's really hoping that that's enough. ]
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Okay.
( he smiles at her all the while making a note to go see if he could find the translation a different way. the library had to have some books on the bulgarian language, didn't it? )
You're very beautiful as well.
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bowing her head, she rests temple against his shoulder and shakes her head again. letting her hand slide down his back, she stays where she is for a moment, only shifting to press her chin to his shoulder. ]
So, I take it you liked my lingerie. [ she can't help but chuckle. she was still wearing only the bottom half of it. ]
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( he's fairly sure that had been crystal clear but if she needs to hear it said, he'll say it again. he'd like her lingerie and he's glad she'd let him see even after the whole gunshot thing. )
I'm sorry I almost didn't get to see it.
( if he'd been too injured to get to experience and only heard about it later from her, he would have been very mad at himself. )
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[ she'll be ready for jokes about this night never. she's tired of his apologies and she's not okay with him implying he could've died. he's immortal; he can't and will never die.
she returns to where she had been perched, this time wrapping her arms tightly around his middle and flattening her palms against his spine. if he asked her, she would deny that it's her attempt at hugging him.
sighing, she pouts. ] I don't want to move.
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( that hadn't actually hurt but he gets why she'd done it. he let's her slide closer and hug him against her and use that as his apology. he hadn't meant to imply that he could have died and that he might not have been here in the future. )
You don't have to move. I'm comfortable and you're not heavy. You can stay like this for awhile.
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she relaxes her grip around him, but only rests her chin more comfortably on his shoulder. she tilts her head so she can rest the side of her temple against his hair. ]
I should really pick a nurse's outfit so that the next time you get shot, I can look the part.
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( he doesn't want to get shot again but he knows the odds are probably good that something will happen. he just hopes it's not as bad as what he experienced tonight. )
But you really don't even need to do that, you know. Just wear the lingerie again and I'll be healed in moments.
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katherine pulls back from him and raises her finger before looking at him pointedly. ] I want to make one thing clear. [ her voice lacks any scary sternness, although it's very clear she's determined for the universe to heed her request. ] You're not allowed to get shot ever again. If you do, this isn't happening again. [ she gestures with a wave of her hand between them, her state of nakedness, and the fact that he wants her to wear lingerie again. ]
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( wouldn't that be a little more logical than taking out his getting shot on him? he doesn't want to miss out nakedness and lingerie. )
I didn't exactly invite this, you know. I would have preferred not to get shot. Ever. It hurts.
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I want to dissuade you from ever being in the line of fire. [ curving her fingers around his shoulders, she taps them against his skin as she pretends to mull a thought over.
pursing her lips thoughtfully, she muses aloud, ] Maybe I should just tie you up so you never get hurt again.
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so, all stefan does is smile and laugh quietly. )
While that might be fun, I don't know if i want to stay like that for too long. My arms might start to hurt and I think I'd get a little bored if I was just left there on my own.
( he doesn't think she'd be there with him twenty four hours a day. she would get bored or annoyed with him. )
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[ she would be there, duh. there's no need to worry about boredom when the most entertaining person will be present and intent on ensuring he has a very good time. the more katherine thinks on it, the more she thinks of a plan for it.
she slides a hand to the back of his neck and starts playing with the hair there.
feigning thoughtfulness, she looks down at him and gasps. ] I could show you my best lingerie then.
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( stefan glances over at some of the lingerie that's on the floor that he'd taken off and then back at her and then back at the lingerie. )
This isn't your best lingerie?
( because he likes it a lot. )
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[ it's still nice lingerie in her opinion, but she has a feeling other lingerie might have a better chance of making his head explode. and katherine... kind of wants to see stefan's reaction. maybe it's dangerous and stupid to crave it, but she'd bought her lingerie for herself and now she definitely wants to share it with him. ]
There are my corsets from 1864. You don't thnk those are better?
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( he starts to say something and then stops, clearing his throat and looking her up and down once again. )
No, those might be better. I'd have to see you in them to really judge but I think they have a very good shot at beating this lingerie.
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[ granted, he'd have his work cut out for him when it comes to removing those corsets. all the laces and components... she wonders how patient he'll be before he potentially rips her outfits apart.
shifting against him, she makes a noise in the back of her throat. ] I might need to borrow your car to bring those over. Unless you want people to see me in them...
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( for some reason, that just makes stefan laugh before he kisses the top of her head again. )
Usually you just take it. But, that's fine, you can use my car. There's plenty of space in the closets.
( he has a lot of rooms and that means a lot of space for her clothes. he keeps his mostly contained to his own room but they both haven't talked about how more and more of her clothes have made their way over to him. )
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there's nothing really big about this. ]
I'm not asking. [ she shakes her head pitifully. ] I'm informing you that I will either have to pack my dresses into your tiny car or I will have to wear them out and about for everyone to see me as I drive myself back here. [ she feigns a sigh. ] If only I had a driver...
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( he would, of course, be the driver she needed but he's just amused by how much she insists on taking his car or have him drive her around in his car. )
And yet, if I don't wake up with you, I wake up and my car's gone. Always my car. Never your car or the motorcycle. Always my car.
( whatcha gonna say to that, katherine? )
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[ she's still not completely sold on it being the best mode of transportation when he has a very sexy car that she can drive herself around in. the motorcycle ruins her hair and dictates her shopping to be very, very minimal.
smiling mischievously at him, she brushes her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck. ] And your car is sexy. A lot of people look at me when I drive it.
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( he's not jealous, he just hadn't known that was happening. and while he wants to know who looks at her and how they're looking, he doesn't go that far. he doesn't need to know all that. not really. )
Is that really the only reason you take it? Because you like that people look at you?
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[ don't make a big deal out of it, stefan. she likes it because it's his, and she likes stefan a lot. one plus one. it's a very easy question to understand in her humble opinion.
looking at him pointedly, she teases, ] And people look at me when I'm driving it because it's a pretentious sports car.
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( is it really that bad to like him? he likes her. he's tried to say as much but he doesn't think it's really permeated. )
You can take my car whenever you want, Katherine. I don't mind.
( as long as she doesn't run it into a lake. )
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