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Both of course.

Oh, that's so doable.

[A beat.]

You can do the mashed potatoes, though. I hate peeling them.

Oh no, if we're doing shepherds pie then I'm making it for you. And I'll use my Mum's secret recipe.

Wait, how did this turn into you cooking for me?

[Karen gives him a suspicious look.]

Like I could resist a mum's secret recipe. Fine, but if that's what we're doing, then I'm making an apple pie. My mom used to make them for the diner.

Because I'm picky when it comes to shepherds pie, that and your injured.

[He says with a smile.]

Fair enough, I was always rubbish at baking.

This isn't going to slow me down.

[At all. Honestly, the more she thinks about it, the more she just wants to take the sling off already. Even though she knows it's for the best.]

It's a really good apple pie, too. We'll have a pie night.

It will if I make you promise to wear it the full amount of time the doctor told you to.

Sounds like a pretty perfect night to me.

You can't make me promise that, because I am going to break that promise, and then I'll feel guilty. It'll be a whole thing.

Me too.

What if I gave you puppy dog eyes?

I'll just feel more guilty when I'm taking this thing off in the morning.

[She studies his expression for a moment, trying not to grin.]

I do kind of want to see you try to pull the look off, though.

[He tilts his head down slightly, raising his brows and looking up into her eyes with his light grey ones. His lips curving slightly into a subtle pout.]

[There's a brief silence as she watches him with her lips pressed together. And then she lets out a snort of laughter.]

No, sorry, it's so good.

[Leaning in, she drops a quick kiss onto his lips.]

You have really lovely eyes. Did you practice that look in the mirror?

[He catches that kiss and manages to make it just a little longer, smiling at her after.]

Nah, just a natural born puppy dog I guess.
Woof woof.

[Karen smiles at the way he lets the kiss linger a bit, bringing her good hand around so she can run her fingers through his hair.]

You are a very good boy.

[That makes him laugh softly those puppy dog eyes turn mischievous.]

Well....not that good.
I can be quite naughty too.

Oh, believe me, I am well aware.

[There's just a glimmer of mirth in her eyes as she shifts her hand to the side of his face so she can run her thumb back along his cheekbone.]

You're going to charm my pants right off one of these days. I'm looking forward to it.

[He leans into her touch a little, enjoying how soft it is.]

As am I.

[But not tonight, not when she's loopy on pain medicine.]

[No, definitely not tonight. Not with the way her thoughts are getting away from her, loosening her tongue in a way that's more compulsive than normal. Or with the way the events of the night feel so distant that she can't help but laugh at every little thing.

Still, she enjoys the way his head tilts towards her hand, smiling as she lets her thumb stroke along his cheek again.]

I'm obviously not up for it tonight, but you can still stay over if you want.

I'll stay if you want me to but also understand if you prefer to be on your own.

[He fully understands how sometimes it's nice to have someone around to help and give comfort when you're in pain and other times you want to be free to be a mess on your own.]

[Karen considers it. Truth be told, if her emotional fortitude wasn't currently being swaddled by painkillers, she probably would insist on being alone. She likes to freak out about the state of her life in private. But she also recognizes that he's one of the few people she knows that's likely to get it. And besides - ]

No, you can stay. I like having you around.

[Not even to give comfort, necessarily, considering she's not joking about the fact that the sling is very likely going to come off in the morning. He's good company.]

I'll take that as a compliment.

[He says and leans in to kiss her cheek.]

All right, let's finish up this food and then I'll help get you into bed.

Good, 'cause it is one.

[Her smile widens as she tips her head in to the press of his lips on her cheek.]

See, you're full of good ideas.

[She's made enough of a dent in her food while they've been chatting that it doesn't take much longer for her to finish it up.]

[When the food is finished he tidies up while Karen brushes her teeth with her good arm, he joins her after in the bedroom to help her get changed into a night shirt.]

Do you have one that buttons up?

[As that will be the easiest to get on and off.]

[Brushing her teeth is slow going, but she manages it. It's admittedly a relief to be on the cusp of being able to lay down and just sleep for a while.

She smiles at his question, a considering look on her face that prompts a laugh as she mulls over her options.]

You know, I don't mind leaving the scrubs top from the hospital on. The nurse helped me get my bra off for the x ray. I would love to swap these pants for sweats, though.

Fair enough.

[He says and moves in to help her with her pants, unzipping them and then pushing them down around her hips. He then motions for her to sit on the edge of her bed so he can pull them off her long legs. His movements aren't sensual but are still soft and warm.]

Which pair are your favourites?

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