MHA #4; Friday Evening [09/11].

[somethingwithturquoise]

So, Barry was coming over again for another movie night, although, for Summer's intents and purposes, it really didn't have much to do with a movie at all. Which was maybe why a stupid amount of time was spent between her class that morning and now figuring out a clever way to get the lighting in her living room down to a nice moody setting, why she'd made the most out of some nice vanilla-floral candles, and why Pancakes was pretty much blazed out of her mind on catnip in the other room, which she figured should buy them significantly fewer rude and poorly timed interruptions than last time...

And the best part was that she didn't really feel nervous, or anything like that, just excited and pleased, which was just sort of...nice. And she was even a little curious about what kind of movie Barry would actually pick, despite her hopes to not really get the chance to watch much of it.

[[ for that guy, of course, and thus concludes my spamming you with Summer ]]

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[badassprodigy]

Barry's brain was flying high until the three-minute dates were brought up.

"Three-minute dates?"

For like. A second.

"Well," he said, leaning back on the couch and looking a little smug. "As long as I'm still your boyfriend at the end of the evening I don't think that's a big deal."

Yes. He was being a dork and confirming that with verbal statements. He might be a genius but he still can be an idiot.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"I mean," said Summer, who was definitely going to take a moment to just enjoy that incredibly dorky smug look on his face before taking advantage of him leaning back on the couch to settle in against him, hand on his chest, leaning in for another swift kiss, "I can't make any promises, but I'm pretty sure you'll be okay."

Because she might be an adorable badass, but she still can be a brat.

[badassprodigy]

"Well if you decide to dump my sorry ass, just text me it's over and I'll just become a fucking hermit for the rest of the year," Barry joked, as his arm went around her shoulder. "I'll start washing my hands constantly and come in all pitiful on Wednesday nights to drink whatever fucking nasty jello shots you make until Jeremy and Roxie sign me up for a 12 step program and I turn to Jesus."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Well, that's fucking grim," Summer snorted softly. "I wouldn't want that kind of blood on my hands."

Actual blood? Yeah, okay, whatever. But that? No one wanted that.

[badassprodigy]

Barry laughed

"Yeah, yeah yeah," Barry said, poking her in the side. "I'm just saying: I'm secure enough with you that I'm not going to freak out about you going out on three minute dates. I've been around this island long enough to know that weird shit happens and more fucked up things happen on the weekend. So if it does? Don't worry about it. I'll be fucking fine."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"And I've been around this island long enough," Summer submitted, after squirming with perhaps some exaggerated cuteness at the poke, then looking over at him, "to know that there's not going to be anything in any of those three minutes better than this."

And then she had to...had to!...let her gaze drift over toward the darkened TV screen.

"Misguided movie algorithms notwithsanding."

Seriously, bro, just pick a damn movie you like!

[badassprodigy]

Barry smiled. And gave her a small kiss. “I’m probably going to fuck something else down the road,” he said sincerely. “But it won’t be picking out a movie.”

He’s so checking IMDB to ensure no blood relative on either side is in a role going forward.

“By the way, the migrant worker movie is pretty boring so if you want we can put that on and ignore it all night.”

[somethingwithturquoise]

So you were really going to use phrasing like that, and then try to go into migrant workers, huh, Barry?

Summer bit her lip against a comment, but she wasn't as successful at keeping back a grin,, and she shook her head a little. "Yeah, but you made it," she said. "I want to be able to actually pay attention to it. And....maybe I should be honest about something. I..." She laughed a little. "...really didn't invite you over tonight because I wasnted to watch a movie, anyway..."

[badassprodigy]

Barry was only confused for a second, really.

“Oh?” He asked, raising an eyebrow in amusement. “What did you have in mind? Jell-O shot tutorials? Pottery? Scrapbooking?”

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer could only answer that question with a smirk before leaning in to get right to the kissing.

So, yeah. Something like that.

[badassprodigy]

Okay. That. Yep. That's good. Totally good. No complaints here.

Barry? Good with the kissing.

Going forward though he was totally picking out boring movies.