MHA #8; Early Monday Evening [04/29].

[somethingwithturquoise]

There were a lot of good things about not being a squirrel again, and Summer didn't know how to feel about the fact that 'just going to work like normal' had been one of them. However, the promise of pizza that evening was pretty high up there.

She'd have to admit that seeing just how much Stark lost his shit over her being person-shaped again was pretty high up there, too. Honestly, she was surprised he hadn't just dropped everything the moment she texted him, and half wondered if she'd maybe lost some of her touch or if he was just trying to actually be normal about things.

Okay. Quarter wondered, on the first one, but she'd find out soon enough. She dropped off a few things at her apartment, mostly things for Pancakes, her ridiculous pink cake from Atton, and Dean's nuts, then then headed on up to Stark's like she said she would. And, sure, she had a key and could let herself in, but she decided she'd go ahead and knock anyway.

[[ and obviously for he who lives there! ]]

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[somethingwithturquoise]

"I know you will," Summer murmured, as she tilted her head back to make more room for Stark to make his way to her neck, so it was a good thing her hair was in a ponytail or else it might have narrowly missed those tacos. Her hands made their way to Stark's back, where their clinging became deeper when that bite landed. "You always do."

And then there was more kissing, so there really wasn't much else to be said.