“welcome to earth, loki,” she gestures around them, she's standing now, a laugh in spite of the words bubbling over - it must be the heat making her dazed. “this whole place is one big polluted tide.”
and she loved it so, so, dearly.
“why thank you!” how utterly diabolical! she plops down like he's pulled out the seat for her at a fancy dinner table. she watches the two chairs disappear from right underneath the owners, and just a few steps away, their snacks are being pillaged by some renegade seagulls. it's the little things. she loves watching - digits brush loki's wordlessly as she tries to get his attention so he can see too, behind them, the gulls nabbing cheetos like little thieves.
it's silly. and she likes to watch nature run its course. and the beach is all about people watching sometimes. but right now, there is no one ahead of them. she had to glance back over her shoulder to steal that peek and now she's facing forward again.
her cheeks are flushed pink. everything about her is pink, her shoulders, the blush at her chest, sunkissed. her hands, her knees.
she'd lathered on sunscreen to the brim for fair-skinned features but no matter how careful kate was, she tended to singe, if not on worse days, she burned. “think you could conjure up an umbrella while you're at it?”
there were hundreds of chairs purchased from the same dick's sporting goods down the shoreline. besides, kate wasn't too concerned about the thought of them being confronted. they could always lie. say they rented it from the vendor rolling the cart on the sand. “maybe one of those big floppy hats?”
she wondered how many things he could steal. it felt a little like a game, and a bit of a challenge. “a strawberry daquiri… obviously something for you too.”
daydrinking on the beach sounded so divine, now she really couldn't remember the last time she'd had a little vacation. this was hardly a getaway - this was a beach date, but she would love an entire week filled with this, at some overpriced resort, and unlimited food.
“actually, we could just go to mexico?” was that cliche of her? she remembered her sister's bridal party performing indulgent acts in tulum. that sounded quite ideal now. “every time i get a break, it's cut short, or something happens, i feel like i never really let myself take a break. do you?”
he could spell the chairs from across the beach. he could take them to other planets across the galaxy. surely they could go across the border?
“it doesn't have to be right now,” she lowers her sunglasses down the bridge of her nose, she's peering over at him with a knowing smile, meeting his gaze, “or it could literally be right now.”
she fixes her sunglasses, prepares to sunbathe. “let me know,” she leans into the seat, “i'm flexible.” with her schedule, of course. “i'm open." gently nudging, "i'm down.”
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