MHA #4; Saturday Afternoon [07/15].

[somethingwithturquoise]

To say that this week had been an off week felt like a bit of an understatement, and the fact that Summer didn't even think of this until she decided to do terrible things to eggs yesterday was a good indication of just how off it really was. But also, in a way, she'd had a week to sort of...process things and had a better understanding of where she was mentally, physically, spiritually, blah blah blah, so now it was just time to smooth out the rougher edges in the best way she knew how.

By making some pot brownies.

She considered trying to do something fancy with it, but since Stark would also be baking something (she was putting money down now on what color his baked goods would be), but decided to just stick with something nice and classic. And honestly? By the time she was pulling them out of the over, she was already feeling better than she had almost all week.

Whether that was from the catharsis of baking or some liberal taste-testing of the batter while she was working was impossible to determine for sure, but did it really matter anyway?

[[ expecting an alien, but open if anyone wants to @ her before he shows up, and, clearly, a little CW for recreational drug use ahoy ]]

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[stykera]

"I shouldn't leave it off all night," Stark said, helpfully lifting his head so those buckles were more accessible.

"For now is...For now is good." He let out a soft sigh, closing his eye again at the touch of her fingers. "Very good. You're good. You're best."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"What happens if you leave it off for too long?" Summer asked, genuinely curious, because fucked if she knew how it worked, exactly. She appreciated him lifting his head to make it easier, but the straps might take her a bit longer than they might have, anyway, with that nice fuzzy disconnect between her hands and her brain that was starting to really kick in about now.

[stykera]

"It's draining," Stark said, turning a little into her touch. "If I don't keep covered for too long. More if I'm not ready. But I am. And I'm relaxed. That helps. Your brownies are relaxing. So are you."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Not for too long, then," Summer agreed, finally getting the straps and gently pulling the mask away from Stark's face. "Just a little bit. I like getting to touch your whole face."

And a hand cupped around the newly revealed cheek as if to prove it, and she grinned.

"Besides," she added, "if we're doing anything that leaves you drained,I can think of much better options."

What.

[stykera]

Stark leaned his face (what there was on that side) into her hand and opened his eye to smile at her.

"I can think of some too," he said, reaching up to cover her hand with his own. "You have very good ideas. But right now...right now I'm happy right here. Like this."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Me, too," said Summer, with her thumb lightly brushing against Stark's cheek.

Just ignore that fact that, a moment later, she was going to be leaning in to kiss him, anyway.

[stykera]

Stark would have asked if she was thinking about kissing him right now but he didn't get the chance. Another time.

Right now he was going to lean up just a little to return that kiss very happily. A very slow, lazy kiss. It was that kind of day.