Hanne

[nola_joshlyman]

Diego had to stop putting it off. He had a bunch of Hanne's mail that he needed to give her. And he knew he should do it now, because she was seeing someone else and was in love, and so what was the point of holding onto her mail or asking her to drop by? He had to shift his thinking, again, into a new era of Hanne and Diego. An era in which there wasn't a Hanne and Diego.

So it was late morning when Diego went by Hanne's new apartment with the mail in one hand, following a different resident into the building. He knocked on the door, steeling himself for seeing Hanne again for the first time, knowing now that she had moved on.

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[nola_yvaine]

"Good, because that's exactly what you're getting: me, all the time, for the rest of forever."

[nola_tristan]

“Do you still want pancakes?” Max asked, hopeful.

[nola_yvaine]

"Yes." She was starving and it would be stupid to let good pancake batter go to waste. "But kiss me first, please. Your kisses are very restorative."

[nola_tristan]

Max grinned, and if his kisses were restorative, then she needed a good one. He swept her up anew, dipped her in his arms, and kissed her heartily.

[nola_yvaine]

It was impossible to stay upset when she felt like she was on the cover of a romance novel, being kissed by the handsome and perfect hero. Hanne laughed happily as she was dipped and kissed back with a brightness that he had absolutely restored.

[nola_tristan]

“There’s my Yvaine.” Sometimes, she still shone like a star, and it filled him with light. “My love.”

[nola_yvaine]

Being loved by Max felt like being one of those cracked vases that had been repaired with gold and made more beautiful for it. "Always yours," she promised.

[nola_tristan]

“And I’m always yours. Let’s make some pancakes and then let’s have sex,” Max suggested.

[nola_yvaine]

"God, yes," she agreed, kissing him again. All it took was the suggestion for her voice to have a thread of need in it.

[nola_tristan]

Max grinned. He heard Hanne loud and clear. “But we really do have to finish the pancakes first.”

[nola_yvaine]

Hanne walked backwards towards the kitchen, hands on his hips to pull him with her. "Yes, sustenance is important. Also, syrup."

[nola_tristan]

Max laughed, comfortable to be led. “And chocolate chips. Don’t forget those.”

[nola_yvaine]

"Such a greedy boy," she taunted with a grin, leaning in for a brief, teasing kiss before she let go of him in favor of the bowl of batter.

[nola_tristan]

“But I’m so cute,” Max countered, and Hanne could let him go, but he was going to have to lean in and steal another kiss while she held the batter.

[nola_yvaine]

"Yes, you are. Which doesn't make you less greedy, but does mean you're going to get everything you want," she pointed out very promisingly. Hanne stirred the batter with one hand to make sure it hadn't separated at all and used the other to pour most of a bag of chocolate chips into the bowl.

[nola_tristan]

“Luckily, most of what I want is for you to be happy. And food.” He grinned, kissing the side of Hanne’s face as she worked.

[nola_yvaine]

"This is a food appreciation household," she assured him, heating up the griddle. "You should see me eat a cheeseburger."

[nola_tristan]

“I would love to see you eat a cheeseburger,” Max replied, then laughed at himself. “Okay, weirdo.”

[nola_yvaine]

"Hey, that's the love of my two lives you're calling a weirdo," Hanne said, smacking his ass lightly with a spatula. "Though you're not wrong," she added, eyes laughing.

[nola_tristan]

“Are you into spanking in this life?” Max asked instantly, his face still lit up with merriment.

[nola_yvaine]

Hanne grinned. "That's for me to know and you to find out," she replied, pouring four circles of batter onto the pan.

[nola_tristan]

“I can’t wait to learn all your new secrets.” And because Max couldn’t help himself, he kissed Hanne’s shoulder as she worked.

[nola_yvaine]

She loved every single one of those kisses and touches; how had she ever cooked without them? "I can't wait to learn yours."

[nola_tristan]

“Secret number one: I think you look sexy with flour on your face.” Max grinned.

[nola_yvaine]

"That's my badge of honor. I think I've finally defeated these pancakes," she said, sliding the first batch onto a plate and pouring another one. "Tell me another one," Hanne requested, holding a stray chocolate chip up to his lips for him to eat.