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Give me two minutes to grab a suit for tomorrow, then I'll be ready.

Two minutes on the spot. Don't dally.

I shall neither dally nor dilly. See you then, darling.

See you soon. [And then in two minutes she teleports him over.]

[She teleports James directly into her room. She's in a nightgown, already in bed with the sheets pulled back, making space for him.]

[Oh, sup, in sleeping gear but with a suit on a hanger that he hangs up in the wardrobe.

Yup. He likes what he sees. Mmm.]

Thank you for getting me, darling.

[She half-rolls her eyes, but smiles as she leans over the bed and reaches up to tug him down gently to the bed.] I am sorry.

[Oh, well then, he could get used to this. Flopping into the bed ungracefully.] For not being naked? You should be.

As I recall, you are the one who said he had work tomorrow. [Beside that, not having make-up sex might be good for their relationship. They were practically dating for ages now and before they became idiots, they had gotten along so well. It was when sex was thrown into the mix it had become more complicated.

Zee slides closer, pressing her lips to the side of his face. She lingers closely.]

[He squirms in closer, flipping the covers over him as he goes, then slipping his arm around her, hand creeping up her thigh, dat ass and coming to settle at the small of her back.]

Mm. Thank you.

[She can tell that it wasn't an entirely innocent gesture, but somehow can't be bothered to care. Beside that, he has right to as her ~boyfrand~]

What time do you need to be up? I can make breakfast. I can't promise that the kids or Diana won't bug you, though.

Hnn. [Overacted groan at the mention of being bugged, but he really doesn't care that much. Not if he's getting breakfast made for him. And especially not seeing as he's cuddling like a fiend. A cuddle fiend.] Probably should be up for 6:30ish... thereabouts. Need to pick up the boss and take him in.

[Larsa. Come on. That kid is sweet as pie and as non-intrusive (and mature) as they come.] I tend to get up around sunrise. It'll be ready.

[She curls closer, pressing her head against his shoulder, nuzzling against his chin.] Full English-style, maybe?

Perfect. [He settles in for night, comfortable and warm and so much clinging. Best night ever, even without sex.] See you in morning, darling.

Sleep well, James. [And she even means it.]

And you, Zee. [So does he.]

[At some point early in the evening, she throws a leg over him and practically lays on him, staying that way until she wakes up and silently creeps out of the room, down the hall and stairs, and into the kitchen to make that breakfast that she promise him.

(Bonus: still in her nightdress.)]

[James wakes up the way he always does, alert and cautiously paranoid as he slowly opens his eyes to peer around the room, before giving a languid stretch on the all clear. The bed is empty other than him, but it's still warm and the faint smell of a cooked breakfast is wafting up to the room tells him she's not far away.]

[And then Gaster and her new cat, Mrs. Mistoffelees come and practically sit on top of him. Lazy kitties.

MEANWHILE IN THE KITCHEN... Zatanna's frying up some thick-cut bacon that she seems to detest, but the things you do for love, right?]

[Oh, hello new cat, James didn't know about you so you can get very idle scritches as James sprawls out and takes the whole bed. Laying there all day seems like the best idea ever right now, but the smell of bacon that eventually creeps up has Bond rolling his eyes in defeat and dragging his ass outta bed.

He takes a quick shower and and gets fully dressed in no time, heading off towards the kitchen fresh, clean and in a crisp new suit.]

[It seems to follow Gaster around and rival her lazy fatassness, so it's prettty cute!

The coffee pot gurgles and beeps, so she's in the middle of turning it off and unplugging it before pouring the contents into a separate thermos in order to keep it hot. She doesn't notice him entering the room as she moves to the cupboards and reaches for a mug (then cheats with magic, letting it float to her hand).]

[For a guy his size, James is surprisingly light on his feet, all the better for being a creeper spy. While she's rooting around in cupboards, he opts for sneaking up behind and wrapping his arms around her waist, nuzzling in against her neck and mumbling out a tired;] Mornin'.

[Zatanna isn't startled, though, and sets the mug down on the counter top before leaning into him, rolling her shoulders as she tilts her head back to half-look at him.] Good morning. [There's a smile in her voice.] It'll be another few minutes.

I think I can wait that long. [Trying to glance at his watch but is in a totally awkward position for that, so he supposes he better draw back and let her carry on making food while he checks he's not gonna be late.] You didn't have to do this.

[She pours coffee into one of the mugs she's procured and holds it out to him.] The only reason that I'm doing this is because I wanted to.

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