FOX MULDER: ( sundarlings )
mulder shrugged his shoulders at her question, “i don’t know… hanging out?” he felt much too old to be using that phrase and it was much too casual for what they were to each other. they ‘hung out’ when they were younger and before there was anything romantic between them. when things were simpler (or as simple as their lives could be). “i do love our couch dates though. they’re nice.” he bumped into her slightly and gave her a soft smile.
❝ hanging out ? mulder, please, what are we, twelve ? ❞ still, she returned the soft smile, gently nudging him in return. ❝ HONESTLY, i wouldn’t have it... have you... any other way. ❞ a soft blush covered her cheeks. it sounded so girlish, so sentimental, so hopelessly in love. ❝ we’re us. that’s ALWAYS been enough for me. ❞




















