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Christmas tiiiime

Who: Bioshock ~~Family~~ House! (and friends)
What: ITS CHRISTMAS! And they're going to be civil to each other dagnabbit
When: Christmas?
Where: The Bioshocker House!
Summary: Everyone is happy! Food! Presents! Puppies? Proposals! WAIT WAHT?!
Rating: P for words starting with P.

Tree? Check. It's pathetic and almost half the pine-needles are missing from getting dragged into the house.

Ornaments? Check.

Christmas dinner? Well...there's food, at least! Robert and Booker might have raided the supermarket for all the microwaveable and appropriate foods to have for Christmas. There's microwaved chicken, microwaved mashed potatoes, microwaved green beans that are really soggy and smell funny, microwaved rolls, and microwaved ham. Because there should be variety, damnit. There's also a pie sitting in the microwave, waiting. And vanilla ice cream.

Booker wouldn't call it a feast or anything but it's not like there's absolutely nothing to be seen.

They haven't gone all out or anything for the first Christmas they're spending together, nobody here really has the Christmas spirit to do it. Either the Luteces don't remember how to do Christmas or they just don't care - the latter is more likely and Booker hasn't done Christmas in decades so it feels off to even find a tree. Booker doesn't know if Elizabeth ever got to celebrate the holiday in her tower but as far as he's concerned this should be good enough.

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"That's what I want," she said, smiling back at him and nodding a little. "I know it will be hard for you, I know you too well to think that you can just make that happen right now. But I never want you to think of me as something fragile, or something to be protected from the world." Hidden away, watched through glass. "I've had enough of that. If you go somewhere dangerous, I want to go with you. If you have to cry, I want it to be on my shoulder. I want you to fight with me, tell me I'm wrong when you think I'm wrong, tell me what little things I do drive you mad. No putting me on a pedestal. No... growing to be afraid of me, no resentment."

"I've never thought you were fragile." Never, not for a moment, not from their very first meeting where she'd told him what her life had been like. "That's why I fell in love with you in the first place. I didn't want a partner who needed my protection all the time, even if I felt like I wanted to protect them. I know you can take care of yourself when I'm not around."

Once more he leaned in to brush a kiss to her lips. "And I would never want you to stop letting me know when you disagree with me, either." Now he couldn't help but smirk a little. "If you ask me, I think it's hot."

Edited 2014-01-03 07:45 (UTC)

True, Elizabeth had never gotten the impression that Gai thought she couldn't handle something. Maybe she was more afraid of what might happen after they were married, afraid that he would want to keep her safe so badly that he would become another Comstock. Or, he would see more and more of her power and grow uneasy. Suddenly, there were a dozen things she worried about Gai seeing.

She leaned into the kiss, trying to banish the thought and listen to the low tone of Gai's voice. The comment about disagreeing with him being hot though... Elizabeth blinks self-consciously and blushes a little.

"So... we'll never have an argument that doesn't end in sex?"

Sounded good to her.

"No complaints on my end." He laughed, amused by the thought. No, he couldn't really see any downsides there either when she put it that way. "I love the fact that you aren't afraid to tell me when you think I'm wrong about something, or if I've gone too far."

Another laugh, this time his tone edging on something a little warmer and less innocent. "I didn't even mind the lamp once the bruise went away, but that isn't a tactic I'd want you to employ on a regular basis."

"I knew it!" Elizabeth playfully pushed Gai's shoulder. "I knew I'd actually hurt you, but you didn't say anything!" She groaned and buried her fact in Gai's shoulder. "I hit you with a lamp and you still want to marry me. You're unhinged."

"You say that like it's a bad thing," he joked. "Besides, it was barely more than a tap. I had it coming for the things I said to you."

He turned his head enough to kiss her hair, now slightly damp from all of the snowflakes that clung to it. Truth be told, he was starting to get a bit chilled from being outside so long, lovely though the scenery was. The thought of going back to the house and making some hot chocolate and cuddling in front of the fire was starting to sound more and more appealing with each passing moment.

"Still hit you with furniture, I think that counts as 'terrible and awful' no matter what you said to me," Elizabeth replied, tucking her very cold nose against Gai's neck.

"...I can't feel my legs."

"I can fix that."

It didn't take much effort on his part to slip his arms beneath her and stand, scooping her up into his arms.

... okay, perhaps he should have asked first, but given her positive response every other time he'd done this, somehow he doubted there would be much in the way of complaints on her end.

Elizabeth makes a startled noise when Gai lifts her, but other than that there's no complaint. In fact, she giggles quietly and tucks her forehead against Gai's jaw while she admires her ring a little more.

...then a thought occurs to her.

"...Booker... And Robert."

In her opinion, there isn't any elaboration necessary. Gai had to be thinking what she's thinking now.

He knew, and he knew exactly why she would be concerned about that. Booker wasn't the sort of person to just accept an announcement of her engagement (to Gai, no less) without protest, most likely of the violent sort.

Unless, of course, Gai had spoken to Booker beforehand. Which he had. Risk-taker though he was, even that was a bit much for him to want to chance.

"It's all right. I already talked to them about it and got their permission." And surprisingly, it didn't involve any sort of forceful coercion on his part, either.

"You did?" Elizabeth sounds genuinely shocked--both that Gai spoke with Booker, Robert, and Rosalind before the fact, and that they had agreed to it. She smiled, wistfully, into Gai's chest.

"And they kept it a secret all this time..." Honestly, that was the most surprising thing of all: that they hadn't tipped her off or mentioned it to one another loudly to steal Gai's thunder or prepare her to answer a certain way. She was grateful for it.

"Gai..." She twisted the ring on her finger, just to see it from every angle again. It was still as beautiful as the first time she'd seen it, and replaying the moment in her mind only made her love everything about Gai's proposal all over again. That night was Christmas, obviously, so it wouldn't do to be away from home. But... "What are you doing tomorrow night?"

~~Her, hopefully.~~

"I did, and they did," was his response, his smile growing a bit broader. To be honest, he was almost surprised that none of them had said anything about it, intentionally or not. Not only were they still not his biggest fans, secrets like that were always the sort that were the most difficult to keep; all it would take was a single slip of the tongue and his plans could have been spoiled before they'd even been put into effect. He owed them for that and he knew it.

But that was a matter for later, not right now. Right now was just for them, and the sight of Elizabeth admiring the ring again made Gai's heart swell. Yes, all of this had been just as perfect as he'd imagined it would be. He'd already gotten the one thing he'd wanted most for Christmas; anything that happened after this would just be the icing on the cake.

Since Elizabeth was asking, however... "Whatever you'd like me to be doing, innocent or not."

"I want to spend tomorrow night with you. Innocent or not, as you say," Elizabeth wrapped her arm around Gai's shoulder, just to pull herself closer to him instead of take some of her weight off of his arms.

"The only bad part about asking me tonight is that I can't go home with you! I have to spend the night with Booker, Robert and Rosalind."

"Well, they do have a saying about bigger buildups making for better payoffs," said Gai, leaning down just enough to nuzzle at her cheek... and then nip at the base of her ear, because apparently even just talking about that subject was enough to make him want to indulge a little.

"Waiting till tomorrow just means we'll both be more excited for it. I can't see any drawbacks to that."

"Oh I can: I don't get what I want right now," Elizabeth laughed and returned the nuzzle under Gai's jaw--given that was really the only place she could reach. "Well, maybe it will still be this cold tomorrow. I can freeze a little bit walking to your apartment, and then you can warm me up..."

"All night long," Gai agreed, and tilted his head back slightly to allow her more room to nuzzle. As far as he was concerned, that sounded like the perfect way to spend Christmas night: just the two of them having fun together. "Maybe I'll even go get a small tree so we can do it on the couch in front of the tree. All the lights off except for the ones on the tree..."

Yes, that did sound like a nice idea indeed.

"That sounds like a sexual fantasy if I ever heard one," Elizabeth said with a laugh, accusatory eyebrow raised. Of course, she really hadn't heard many sexual fantasies, but... details.

"You don't think it sounds romantic?" he countered. "And here I was trying to be romantic instead of just plain dirty."

The walk back through the snow was slow going, but he didn't mind. It gave them more time to talk and tease like this before they had to go back to acting proper in front of Booker and the Luteces.

"I think it sounds romantic!" Elizabeth said quickly. "Of course it does. The lighting, the day... I do think you're capable of more than just making innuendo, you know." She rubbed his nose a little, aiming to warm it up a little--hers felt like it was about to fall off.

"I've told you most of my fantasies. None of them were terribly dirty."

"We can save the dirty part for after that." No, he couldn't quite resist the urge to add that in. Already he had visions of garter belts dancing in his head...

... only to have them interrupted by Elizabeth rubbing his nose, which earned her a laugh. "I think my romance ability needs to recharge a little after tonight. I'd say this was my crowning achievement in that department."

Bragging, him? ... maybe a little.

"But not exactly your crowning moment of hubris, obviously," Elizabeth giggled, flicking his nose a little as a not-quite rebuke. "I love all of your romantic gestures, though. Carrying me around just because, dancing with me, our quiet evenings and our... more active ones..." she smiles up at Gai and rests her head on his shoulder.

"I want us to travel together. And then everything will be perfect." Implying, of course, that everything was nearly perfect already.

Gai just wiggled his nose in retaliation, though that was more ridiculous than anything else. At least her leaning her head on his shoulder like that put her at the perfect angle for him to be able to press a kiss to her forehead, which he did without hesitation.

"I'll let you in on a little secret: I'm not doing those things just to be romantic. I do them because they make you smile, and that's what matters most to me."

"You always make me smile. Everything you do makes me smile, in some way. The romantic things have other effects though, aside from me smiling."

"That's an added side effect," he purred. Dangerously close to her ear, no less.

"No fair," Elizabeth sighed back, melting into Gai's arms. "We're walking back to Booker and the Luteces, you're not being fair..."

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