defenderofdesmoines | MCA #9

So, given that yesterday had been...frustrating for Annie (she still felt pretty bad about Danny's desk drawer) and disturbingly relaxing for Diego, it was honestly kind of a miracle that they'd even ended up in the same apartment -- let alone the same bed -- at the end of the day. Annie's afternoon with a punching bag had helped a bit, but she'd still gone to bed in as bad a mood as she'd started the day.

Today, however? Different story. Different story entirely.

When Annie sleepily blinked awake this morning, it was with an immediate sense of pure contentment. Things were wonderful. Especially here, in this bed, with her absolute favorite person on this or any other version of Earth!

And, really, how could Annie be expected to resist cuddling up to him? So she wasn't going to resist, instead stretching with a happy sigh to drape an arm around Diego and nestling herself closer to him. "Good morning."

She was just so overwhelmingly happy.

[for the guy! ETA: gonna go ahead and slap an NWS on this right now, yep.]

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Diego had been in a good mood yesterday and was in an even better mood today. Two good mood days in a row? That was a first. He wasn't thinking too much about it at the moment.

He cuddled closer to Annie, putting his arm over hers. He was happy they seemed to be on the same page today. Of course he'd be happy about anything today. "Morning. Feeling better today?"

"Much," Annie told him, tilting her head for a lazy kiss. Physical affection -- honestly, affection of pretty much any kind -- had not been on Annie's agenda at all yesterday, but she was absolutely going to make up for that today. "I love you."

Honestly, physical affection hadn't been at the top of Diego's list of priorities yesterday either. He hadn't had a list at all yesterday. That was too much work.

"I love you too," he murmured before kissing her again. "Like, a whole lot."

"Like, so much," Annie agreed softly, draping a leg across Diego's and tracing her fingertips up along his arm. She was kind of clingy and affectionate normally, but this morning had her feeling like she couldn't actually get close enough to Diego. "I'm so lucky."

It helped that she felt that way on pretty much any normal given day, too, even if she didn't always say so.

"No, I'm the lucky one," he said, running his hand along her leg. Since it was draped over him and all. And he really couldn't keep his hands to himself this morning. "You're amazing."

Ugh they were disgusting.

"I think you're amazing." Gross. "Especially after you put up with me being so mean to you yesterday." There had been cookie projectiles, after all, and Annie shifted so she could press a soft kiss to Diego's neck. "I'm so sorry. You didn't deserve any of that."

Not that it had seemed to bother him at the time, but Annie still felt like she should try to make it up to him.

"I didn't really mind it." He didn't really mind anything at all yesterday. Diego ducked his head down to nuzzle against Annie's neck. "I really love you."

Were they going to break some "I love you" record today? Maybe.

"I really love hearing that," Annie sighed, skimming a hand up under Diego's shirt to rest against his side. "Because I really love you, too. Like, I feel like I love you more literally every day."

They were going to end up making a squirrel sick or something, at this rate.

Seriously, they were going to boycott reporting this.

"How am I supposed to top something like that?" he joked, kissing her neck. "You're better at words than I am."

"Well, you're better at, like, everything else," Annie murmured (because she was ridiculous), and arched her neck to encourage more of that. "Especially that."

"Yeah? You don't think I need more practice?" he asked before biting down lightly.

"I mean." Annie's breath hitched just a little at that bite, and the hand under his shirt gripped at his skin with just a touch more urgency. "No, I think you're perfect, but you don't stay perfect without lots of practice."

Lots and lots of practice.

"That is a great point," he said, biting down again. "You are so smart."

Just all of the compliments today.

"So are you." And really, that was something Annie -- even normally -- suspected Diego didn't hear as often as he should, but he deserved to.

"You're also, like, unfairly hot," she added, wrapping her leg around him a little more snug.

Now, that she did tell him pretty often. But it was, like, extra-true today

"Is it unfairly hot if you benefit from it?" he teased.

"It's not unfair to me," Annie assured him. "Just to like, the rest of the world. I, again, am very lucky to have the hottest boyfriend."

The hottest one. Fight her, it was true.

"Well you're the hottest girlfriend, so there." Diego shifted slightly to get his shirt off which exposed his sweet tummy crystal. It was like 2002 all over again.

"What's this?" Had Annie noticed that she had an identical purple tummy crystal today? Had she noticed she had a black one yesterday? No, of course not, because she never looked at her own body with nearly the level of appreciative scrutiny that she gave to Diego's.

But she absolutely noticed it on him, and reached out to lightly rub her thumb alongside the crystal. She wasn't concerned at all, of course -- more just mildly curious whether her incredibly hot boyfriend had gotten into body jewelry out of nowhere. (She would, of course, support this endeavor if he had!)

"You know what? I have no idea," he said, looking down at his stomach. He wasn't too worried about it, he was in too good of a mood. "What do you think of it?"

"I like it." Of course she did. She would have liked anything associated with Diego today.

"It's kind of sexy." Also not a shock. "It doesn't hurt, does it?"

"Nope." And if Annie thought it was sexy then it was A-OK with him. He tossed his shirt aside and went to cuddle Annie again. It had been less than a minute since he had done it but it was still too long.

It was way too long. Annie felt similarly, though she hesitated just a moment to pull off her own shirt and toss it aside before wrapping her arms around Diego and tucking herself close. Skin-to-skin cuddling was obviously the way to go, here.

"We don't have to go anywhere today, right?" she checked, nuzzling his shoulder. If they did, she would be more than happy to go do whatever was necessary to cancel those plans, no problem.

"We better not," he said, running his hand down her back. "I do not want to leave this bed today."

"Me neither," Annie murmured, and you know what, she really liked turning Diego's moves back around on him for a reaction, so cue her lightly biting the intersection of his neck and shoulder. "Or at least not the apartment."

Because, really, it wasn't like they typically restricted themselves to just the bedroom anyway.

"You're right, we shouldn't just limit ourselves to the bedroom," he said, tilting his neck towards her. "I really like when you do that."

No kidding, Diego.

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