IC CONTACT (HAVEN)

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APPOINTMENTS

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[Look, if you want to talk about piercings, talk to the guy with invulnerability and an earring. Like, if that is not dedication to the cause, what is.]

Hey. Hey. That was one time!

-- that I know of.

[Kon thinks back quickly. Did Zatanna tell him she loved him and he missed it on any other occasions?]

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[Actually...and it wasn't until he subtly referenced that moment she even realized...she hadn't. It wasn't that he had missed it again. She'd never actually said it again. Just the one time. Not even directly. A comment, made in passing, during a moment of nostalgia.]

That would make two of us, then.

[Who only knew of the one time.]

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Good.

[Kon is going to casually bump his arm against Zatanna's.]

Don't scare me like that, geez. I am a delicate flower.

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[It was almost like he'd promised to do that or something earlier, gosh. Just as she bumped right back, also as inwardly promised.]

You're telling me the thought of me holding out on you in some way scares you?

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Not you. Me. I'm scared I'll miss something big.

Again.

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...you do know I was never actually mad at you or anything for that, right?

[Far as she could remember, she never even pretended to be mad.]

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Which just goes to show that you have the patience of a fucking saint. Because if it was me in your shoes, I would have pitched a fit.

But yeah, I know. I guess I'm always afraid I'm gonna miss something big.

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[Now that was a damn, dirty lie if she'd ever heard one in her life. Patience? Pah. More like she was too amused by the whole thing for way too long to ever end up pitching a fit.]

Tell you what. Next time, I'll give you a heads-up.

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Yeah? So, like 'Hey, Kon, life-changing event incoming in 5?'

That'd be cool.

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[You're really killing her inner (and outer) sense of spontaneity here.]

Maybe not in so many words, but something like that... [She abruptly turned and gave him a soft peck on the lips] ...or that.

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What that lacked in fore-warning made up for being clearly signposted.

I can live with that.

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...wait, are you saying you need to be fore-warned every time I kiss you now?

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I am pretty sure I could not fail to notice being kissed by you, even in Haven circumstances.

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Well, there was that one time...

[Though, in his defense, he was unconscious.]

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What, really?

You're messing with me. You're not messing with me. How did I miss that?

Was I unconscious?

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[She laughed. Softly. Not at him, exactly, but...okay, no, she was laughing at him. But she laughed out of love.]

I'm messing with you. And you were unconscious.

It was while you were sick. Korra and the others kept me away for so long that, by the time I got back to the room, you were completely out. I kissed your forehead before heading to sleep.

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Yeah? I guess those are kind of extenuating circumstances.

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Which is exactly why you're forgiven.

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You're too good to me.

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Tell me about it.

Must be all those perks.

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They are pretty good perks.

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Long walks in a desolate city with occasional shoulder bumping and semi-coherent conversation?

Can't complain.

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Don't forget that you're bumping against some of the finest shoulders in Haven. They're a perk all on their own.

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The bruises I may or may not end up with later on might beg to differ.

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Beauty like mine is dangerous. Sad but true.

Then again, it's not like you're entirely unarmed.