kaysanova + "stew of romance"
You just had to do it to me didn’t you, Kayla?
(I appreciate it IMMENSELY)
(Feat that ‘Stew of romance’ line Joe has and that Nicky promptly roasts him for in The Old Guard Vol 2: Force Multiplied that I still have to start properly eep.)
Mixing it with the movie verse because..I said so. IDK work with me.
The thing is, for all that Joe was a masterfully intense wordsmith, he had some truly..interesting turns of phrase that sometimes made Nicky pause, turn and ask if he’d heard him correctly-or stare at him incredulously and wonder what terrible corniness had temporarily possessed his husband’s language-portion of the brain.
That being said, Nicky loves those moments almost as much. Even if the phrase ‘stew of romance’ was one that Nicky teased him about for days. (Because really, “I like a good stew, Nicolò.” Was the weakest justification for such a phrase)
(Not that Nicky is immune from receiving as good of a tease himself, usually at the fact that he could sometimes just not help himself in making bets.)
Joe had also taken to modern slang (any modern slang, it never depended on the time period, he adapted nearly instantly) like a duck to water. Which was how Nicky could hear “Can you hand me the spatula, darling?” the same day he’d hear, “Babe, where’s my pants?” (Though Nicky was glad they’d left the 90′s and he didn’t have to hear Joe call things ‘radical’ anymore, that had gotten..out of hand)
He loves him all the same, of course.
However.
He was wholly, completely and utterly unprepared for what having Nile around would do to Joe’s vocabulary. And if he had thought ‘radical’ had been bad, it was nothing to turning around from the coffee pot one early morning only to hear Joe whistling from the doorway and happily proclaim, (with a completely straight face)
“Someone is looking a snack this morning.”
Nicky blinked, slowly at first, then twice rapidly.
“...Pardon?”
Joe, apparently undeterred, crosses the kitchen in three strides, places a shockingly delicate tap to his hip and proclaims, more slowly. “A snack, you, dear.”
“I’m..flattered?” Maybe he was still sleeping. Maybe he was dreaming, or maybe Nile and Andy were around the corner and he was missing some truly intense prank.
“Mmm, you should be.” Joe says, drawing him into a good-morning kiss, feeling Nicky’s confused frown against his mouth, “Delectable, truly, the taste of you. Still all warm from sleep.”
Well, ‘delectable’ would be a more appropriate association with snack, and oh, for the love of-
“Nile’s been having fun, I take it?” Nipping teasingly at Joe’s bottom lip, smirking at the slight grunt he gets. “She has such a vast dictionary at her disposal, after all, why not put it to use?” Joe says, crowding Nicky against the counter, sighing when he occupies himself with finding a pathway down Joe’s neck.
Why not indeed.
