MHA #4, Friday morning

[stykera]

Because Summer was (almost) always right Stark had stayed, and smoked, and giggled about the word gross, and eventually fallen asleep on Summer's couch with her.

He'd woken up before her, carefully disentangled himself, and headed to the kitchen to try and make breakfast. It just seemed like the thing to do. He was almost tempted to try and make pancakes but thought better of it and was just going for scrambled eggs for now. And bacon, because bacon was always good and it would smell good and he was hungry this morning. The cupcakes, while delicious, hadn't quite been enough.

He was hoping Summer would enjoy waking up to breakfast. Very much hoping that this wasn't a mistake but he thought she would be hungry as well.


[for the gently modded gross redhead who lives there]

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[stykera]

"I couldn't find the chocolate eggs?" Stark tried. "Or...I didn't want to make anything..."

The word 'gross' was on the tip of his tongue but he bit it back. "Anything too strange."

"And I appreciate when you make strange things. I like to see what you do. And I like how much you like making strange things. Terrible things."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"...awful things," Summer agreed, also on the edge of using a different word, but apparently, this was a thing they did now, saying one word when they really were thinking of a different one. "But I do like making them. And I like seeing your reaction to them. Maybe even more than I like making them. Maybe."

[stykera]

"I like reacting to them," Stark said. "But I think you know that already."

Just like he knew that she liked seeing how he reacted.

"Can we...do you still want to do a class for the summer?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Do you still want to do a class for the summer?"

Yes, she caught the can we. Not the point.

[stykera]

"I do." There was no hesitation there at least.

"I like doing classes with you. I like doing anything with you. Everything we do I like."

Some things more than others but all of the things were good.