{ pulling up the covers. * 💕 }

{ snuggling in closer for a better grip on him. devious little cityspeaker you have here, rotorstorm. }

then, enjoy it. { BITE. }

don’t you enjoy that?

yes, rotorstorm? { SMONCH! }

{ … nibbling. }

nothinggg… { wiggling her wings. }

{ giggle… nibbling on him. }

{ cuddling up to rotorstorm on the couch. }

i like sweet wines ～ { happily taking another sip! }

{ she already has eyes on the cork on the FLOOR, right by rotorstorm’s foot. lifting her own glass to take a sip— by her tastes, it’s a very good wine! not bitter enough for rotorstorm, she thinks. }

oh, that’d be lovely! thank you so much, swindle, that’s very thoughtful of you. ( ✨ )

{ GET YOUR PLATES, MEN!!! everything is ready to get devoured, come and sort out what you want. }

wine? oh, that must be what’s in that purple bag, over there on the counter. very heavy! { another SMOOCH, gesturing over to the bag in question. there’s three bottles, each of them a very decent size. }

hmm—? yes! we should be ready to eat in about fifteen minutes… is everything okay? { what’s he searching for! you got her all curious, stepping closer for a brief smooch. }

awww… say, can he have one of these rolls? if not, we have leftover feed for him! { taking a step away from the stove in order to fiddle with the covering of the bread rolls, already beginning to grab one up for ruben. passing it over to rotorstorm. }

oh, be nice, swindle… poor thing must be hungry. should we give him something? ( 🥺 )

{ WORKING AND COOKING AWAY!! she’s got guests to please— and she takes that job seriously. }

{ lifting the wing gathering attention further into his grasp, KEEP THAT UP!! } thank you, my love. it seems as though i’ll have my hands full tomorrow…

ehe… you’re so charming, honey. promise to distract ruben from coming into the kitchen tomorrow? { spoken with a smile, taking the steps necessary to wind up right in front of him, smooching his cheek! }

he seemed rather eager to join us… i’m sure he doesn’t wish to seem too needy. i feel bad for the both of them. ( 😞 )

okay! he said it sounded great to come over, and he’ll bring ruben! i guess he’s having a hard time being away from hot shot… ah, ruben is, i mean. { giggle. }

{ UH - HUH. spinning around to PRIVATELY message the combaticon. }

you have before. { wing wiggle… does tracer RING A BELL. } i’ll send a message to him then.

i wouldn’t imagine onslaught would put something together for a— social event. regardless, we should offer out an invitation, it would be nice to ask than just let it be. perhaps ruben can join too! but, i wanted to get your opinion first.

well, i was thinking— you know that hot shot said he’d be on vacation before taking ours, yes? so… that would mean swindle is alone for the holiday tomorrow. { puffing out her cheeks… she knows the feeling! } what do you think if we invited him tomorrow? there will be plenty of food to share.

yes… um! i wanted to ask you something about tomorrow, since i have your attention.

they’re still cooling, but yes. please be careful, don’t burn your glossa. { side eye… he’s so cute, always attentive with her baked goods. }

i’m trusting you… { peanut butter cookies are cooling! retrieving the other batch of chocolate chip cookies. she made some in order to enjoy them tomorrow as well! }

please don’t knock anything over, yes? there are fragile things around you, you know. { your first warning, but she hasn’t banished you to the outdoors, at least! }

{ IMMEDIATELY turning around. she may be baking cookies, but she knows some tomfoolery is happening behind her. } rotorstorm…

{ curled up against rotorstorm. soon she’ll have to prep for tomorrow— big feast! }

{ AHHH!! you’re going to make her blush, wrecker… } as am i… i’m very excited for the trip, too. it’s going to be so much fun. i think i should still take my medicine with me, though.

{ wiggly wings… he knows how to make her swoon! } really? ah— you know you can… take this extra time to hang out with your friends, too. i don’t want you to think you have to stay here with me only, okay?

i’m not sure what you’re talking about, my love… { stated while scooting CLOSER, placing a few more kisses along his cheek. } i hope you know i’m very happy you’re home for a little while. safe and sound. ( 💕 )

{ or don’t. she’s even selecting the love movie genre to browse… sneakily sliding into his lap for cuddles. } what do you think we should watch, hmm? ( ☺️ )

i’m just doing what you said, rotorstorm. ehe, would you like to watch a movie, then? { grabbing ahold of his hands, tugging him along to the couch! }

{ BITE!! innocently wiggling her wings as she leans away, flashing a smile. }

again? oh, you’re terrible… { she giggles, leaning DANGEROUSLY close to his own neck cabling. }

are you trying to bite me, honey? what did i do to deserve that, hmm? { playfully teasing, nudging closer to kiss on his jawline. }

in being my savior? typically, we only save it for the primes, however… { lifting a servo to boop his cute nose. } you definitely deserve the title.

ah! perfect, honey… my savior, ehe. { leaning in for a SMOOCH! }

a liiiittle more to the left… { it’s working! and with a view… * 😇 }

and that came with a distraction. scoundrel. just give it a try… please? ( 🥺 )

yes, but it’s not straight— it looks lopsided. { carefully stepping off of the chair to overlook her work… yep, lopsided. it’s annoying her greatly. }

{ déjà vu… * 😳 } perhaps that’s not the wisest idea… here, why don’t you step up here and see if you can fix it?

what—? i put it on THIS badly? goodness… { she just remembers the extra kissing with the decorating. and getting distracted… } ah! i can’t get it on right. ( 😤 )

{ currently on a chair trying to fix the tree topper. how did this get all CROOKED?! }

{ COUNT HER IN!! already on the way to step inside. just what the doctor prescribed… well, not exactly, but it’s soothing her joints, that’s for sure! }

{ stop watching him walk away so closely, sunwire. once the glasses are washed, dried and put up does she begin moving up the stairs to join him. she’s coming! }