#izzie eriksen / convo; kenji.

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"i knew you'd get off on that shit," izzie teased, tugging playfully on his hair as relief washed over her. relief in knowing that, despite this lightheartedness surrounding his faux musical debut, he didn't seem eager to let anyone know about the two of them and their dangerous tightrope walk of a relationship. though, she'd never quite call it that. the word seemed to be a death sentence in itself, especially with this eagerly unmarried man who had become much too comfortable to the casual regularity of her perched upon his lap. even if she was getting quite used to the feeling of his arms around her while she prolonged her visit more and more each time... "don't worry, i'll learn how to work a chainsaw just so i can rescue you and still have one of those cool, epic, splattered with blood final shot moments. you'd die honorably for me to look that hot, i'm sure." hoping the flirtation would resumed, she was plagued with a genuine question. "i'm a different person now, not really the izzie who daydreams about all of that shit anymore." not when someone had tainted every thought of what was once a happy fantasy. he hadn't asked for that part of her yet, though, and izzie wasn't sure if she would give it if he did pry. "well then," she planted a lingering kiss on his lips, sick of waiting for what she wanted, before disentangling herself from him and getting up. "i could put a lot in your mouth, kenj, words should be the least of your worries. now, i might have to take you up on that whole public thing, since i've got to run back to the office." she was grabbing her things as she shrugged, hadn't noticed the time sooner. "i don't know, music lessons, horseback riding, dance, things like that. my parents loved extracurriculars."

" DAMN . GONNA MAKE ME YOUR DIRTY LITTLE SECRET ? that's kinda hot ." kenji replies in mild amusement, his smile only growing despite the teasing . or perhaps because of it . either way kenji's smile is broad as izzie continues, at least until he catches that flash of something in her gaze . there is an instant of registering that, just a moment before kenji finds himself humming as he stretches his arms over his head, easily saying, " nah, you've got nothing to worry about . don't even do the whole relationship thing as it is so if we're being realistic getting married at all would be a be the product of a personality transplant ." kenji drops his arms with a grunt . " i'd need you to consider it a body snatchers situation or something . bust in like a final girl to save my ass ." kenji considers izzie as she goes on, listening with a hum as he studies her briefly . his eyes flash in surprise for just an instant as izzie describes what she wanted in the past . despite himself his brows arch, " yeah ? you wanted the whole traditional shebang ?" kenji squints at izzie a bit, curiously trying to picture it . " ... that's kind of unexpected ." kenji studies her, his head tilting as he tries to reconcile what he knows about her with the new piece of information, which mostly just involves the mental image of izzie in a wedding dress and liking it which, isn't fucking helpful at all, even if she does look hot . he thankfully finds himself broken out of the that train of thought as she continues, his hands raising in defense as he scrunches his face up to say, " whoa, whoa, whoa ... " kenji's eyes meet izzie's playfully as he defends, " who said anything about not being into fucking in a public place ? don't put words in my mouth here, erikson ." kenji's grin is crooked . he runs his hand back up izzie's side with a snort of disbelief . " the fuck were you doing as a kid then if not watching cartoons ?"

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[ @angclnumber ] "oh yeah, this is about to turn into an episode of hell's kitchen, or were you not ready for that?" thinking about yelling at people while she criticized their work a la gordon ramsey was one of izzie's happy places, not that she'd divulge that information to kenji. she'd already stayed the night, she didn't need him to know her personally as well as he did physically just yet. "as long as you can cook an egg, i think i'll live." and she couldn't hide her smile if she tried, stomach turning at the thought of being in his arms again. what the fuck has this guy done to me? "mmm, now you're sweet talking me. dealer's choice," she offered, as she once did the night before.

"I MEAN, I DON'T GOT A MICHELIN STAR or anything, but i can get by ." kenji replies with an easy shrug, amused as he watches her throw his own shirt on . it's kind of an odd sight in a way . he can't remember the last time someone has worn his shit and he hasn't particularly minded, but kenji finds that even if he were to never see that shirt again, he'd be pretty okay with it . "unless you're a closeted gordan ramsei that is ? in which case my stuff is probably shit ." kenji says with an arch of his brow, leaning back against the wall as he watches her blatantly and without an ounce of shame . his head tilts at her words then, smile widening as he says, "well, if that's the case i might as well carry you . are you a fireman's carry or princess carry kinda girl ?"

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"i don't know if i can be seen with you anymore if you make that purchase," she scrunched her nose up, teasing him once again, her new favourite pastime. something that was beginning to come so effortlessly natural to the girl, in almost the same way all of their casual touches had. "mm, it's very good to know you're not married. not that it would change anything now, but i might judge myself a little bit for being so okay with it." it was a front, though, truly, as izzie would rather cut off her own hands than be the other woman. she'd been on the receiving end of that pain before, she desired to never be the catalyst of it. surely the expression that flashed over her face momentarily spoke that truth enough before it tuned into listening to the man she was undeniably not anymore than friends with describe his ideal wedding as she sat, tangled in his lap. "i used to think i wanted the whole, extravagant, nauseating ordeal of it all," she shook her head, curls bouncing, "that's not what i imagine anymore — though i do think a killer reception with great alcohol is a nonnegotiable. if i ever decide to tie myself to someone someday." and she almost had before, but god, had she changed her mind since then. "a small elopement sounds ideal. note to self that you're totally not into fucking in a public place though, i'll knock that off my list." leaning back into the flirtatious jokes, izzie felt more comfortable in that territory. "you can't just keep saying 'sandy cheeks' and not explaining anything to me, kenji! i am not the kind of girl who watched cartoons, spare me."

"WELL, FUCK, NOW I JUST HAVE THIS ... SUDDEN INEXPLICABLE URGE TO BUY A GUITAR ." kenji replies in amusement, his grin growing at the sensation of izzie's fingers weaving into his hair . he pauses a moment to squint at izzie playfully . " i think i might have to blame you for this ." the words are accompanied by him leaning into izzie's touch so he very much doubts that they could be taken seriously . honestly, he doesn't tend to take much seriously while izzie is around, as proven by his snort at her gentle interrogation . " my big day, huh ?" kenji replies with an arch of his brow, his grin growing crooked at the voice that izzie puts on before he's humming and replying, " again, still not married," kenji clarifies with a tilt of his head, his lips twitching before he continues with, "but ... if i had to be ? feel like i'd elope if i had the choice . i mean, is there really any other way ?" his brow scrunches with the face he makes . " standing up in front of everyone i know just to make out, get vulnerable and exchange jewelry actually sounds like my own personal nightmare ." the warm of izzie at his side is a welcomed one . kenji knows that he'll have to get back to work eventually, but he also knows that he's good enough at his job that he can slack off a little and barely anyone will notice . hell, he's pretty ahead of schedule anyways . his hand trails up and down izzie's side . " sounds like a win win situation to me ." kenji replies with a growing grin, his gaze flicking over izzie's features in appreciation for a moment before he's blinking as she continues . his brows arch . " hold on, you don't know who sandy cheeks is ?" his brows furrow then, the ghost of a smile on his lips before he leans back in his seat and says, " okay, we need to back up . how is that possible ?"

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"just don't bring a guitar to any parties. do you have that kind of willpower, kenj? i mean, i haven't even seen a guitar in your place before," not that she'd been killing much idle time or exploring when she'd been over, "so don't buy one, don't even think about it, because i have a feeling that will be the catalyst of it all, finally urging your body to fulfill the prophecy and become that fucking guy at the party." winking as she smirked, izzie let her free hand snake up and tangle itself in his hair. one of her favourite habits when she had him this close. not that she should be forming any habits surrounding a man, but she happily turned a blind eye to her own red flags. she could concern herself with it later if she really wanted to dwell on the intricacies of their relationship. friendship? something in between? "i don't really know anything about you, or your family, so the assumption they could be the arranged marriage type can't be shit on, thank you. but since that's off the table, and you didn't get married in vegas, how were you wed? i need all the details of your big day," she scrunched up her nose and giggled, putting on a higher pitched voice, drenched with an uncharacteristic vocal fry. small gasp escaped her lips as she was hoisted into his lap, leaning fully into the embrace as she raised a brow, seeking his answer. or maybe a denial, finally. "then we've got a deal. you won't get paid, and i get you between my legs." she liked his smile — the thought snuck in and she hesitated, staring at his lips and wondering if she would have the strength to walk away one day. izzie was always confident she could, but he'd been getting beneath her skin recently. "who's sandy cheeks the cartoon squirrel?"

" I THINK THAT JUST MAKES IT WORSE ." kenji jokes with a grin at the sound of her laughter, his eyes crinkling as he says, " i dunno if i want to be known as the guy who brought the guitar to the party but somehow made it hot ." kenji's brows arch at that last sentence, amused even as he says, "now hold on, i didn't say that ..." such a thought should be ridiculous considering their current position, but maybe that was exactly why they entertained it . he's pretty sure they both know it's far from the truth . " arranged marriage ? how would i even end up in one of those ?" kenji asks incredulously, his grin growing in amusement even as he arches a brow and adds, " i mean, i do love the trainwreck of a good elvis impersonator as much as the next guy, but that's also gotta be a no . the last time i went to vegas was for a friend's birthday ." a shrug and a sigh before he jokes, "i couldn't steal the spotlight like that ." kenji's lips twitch at the sound of that giggle, at the way that izzie continues to clutch at his hand . he runs his thumb idly over her knuckles, back and forth even as his smile grows at the kiss to his cheek . " i guess i can come to terms with it ... i mean, this is the kinda job that i would do for free, after all ." kenji tips his head towards her as her lips trail over his skin, nearly nose to nose with her as he snorts and brings a hand to her hip to pull her impossibly closer, near into his lap as he grins and jokes, " okay, we're getting farther from southern belle and closer to sandy cheeks here ..." a pause as his face scrunches before he adds, " which is an insane name for a cartoon squirrel, when you really think about it ."

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she couldn’t help it, izzie’s head fell to rest on his shoulder as she burst out laughing. “baby, it’s not my fault you give off that vibe. clearly it’s working for you,” head lifted, she gestured towards herself and their current position, “unless i’m not your type.” it was an implication they could both humour themselves with. she was relieved, though, that he didn’t want to push more about her avoidance of his question, wondering if he welcomed the diversion, scared of the answer himself. it wasn’t like either of them made it clear they wanted anything more. in fact, once could argue that they’d happily indulge the direct opposite, if they hadn’t already discussed in together. no, izzie was perfectly happy with her nonanswer. “arranged marriage? or maybe…drunk in vegas at one of those quickie marriage chapels? that actually seems like a predicament you’d end up in, to be honest. i’ll need a definite denial there before we may proceed.” giggling, izzie clung tighter to him instead, giving his hand a little squeeze as it still stayed comfortably within her own. “i hope you don’t mind that there’s no pay,” she kissed his cheek again, trailing closer to his lips, driven by the way his felt against her skin. putting on an accent reminiscent of those she heard in gone with the wind, izzie smirked, “what? you’re not into a little roleplay, darlin’?” though it was obvious she was joking this time.

KENJI MAKES A SHOW OF GRUNTING WITH THE JAB, bringing a fist to his heart as if he was stabbing himself right through it . " damn, that's brutal ." kenji sighs as he pulls his head back upright, shaking his head in amusement as he says, " i think that's gonna have to be the last time i try to impress you . i mean, how do i come back from that ?" despite his words he can't help the way his grin grows as her lips press to her cheek, his gaze flicking to her with amusement . his eyes roll over the movement of her shrug then, curious at the lack of answer but deciding against prodding . instead he busies himself with snorting as she continues, grin broadening . " i'm not married . i don't even date, how am i going to find myself married ?" the concept is so foreign to kenji that the thought barely computes even as he has his arm around a woman calling him baby, as he has her ass practically in his lap and his stomach filled with a meal she brough him . somehow the concept of actual an actual relationship feels so deeply different from this in a way he can't explain . it's probably got something to do with instinct . or intuition, or whatever . "oh, that's definitely my place in the court ." kenji replies cheekily in response, his grin growing as he arches a brow . " it really sounds like the job for me . i mean, that's basically what i do off duty anyways ." kenji punctuates the words with a playful kiss to the crook of izzie's neck, pulling back with an arch of his brows . he can't help but blink as izzie intertwines their fingers, his grin twitching wider as he meets her eyes, as he leans further into her with a teasing, " an honest gentleman ? why do i suddenly feel like i'm fucking around with a southern belle ."

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she hated it, wished she could recoil from the warmth his acceptance spread throughout her chest, but here izzie was, remaining half in this man’s lap as she came to terms with the level of comfort they had reached. there was a part of her that had sworn an oath, that had vowed off of anything deeper with another individual, anything that let someone in again… yet, from the moment they’d met, izzie knew he would be a hard one to shake. and she hadn’t convinced herself to do so just yet — for now, she could blame it on the mindblowing sex and chalk the rest up to a casual ‘makes sense’ that clearly meant more to both of them than they were prepared for. “don’t worry, i’m here to keep you on your toes, remind you when you’ve been slacking. especially when you’re giving off the ‘asshole who brings a guitar to a party’ vibe,” she leaned into him, lips that had effortlessly formed a smirk pressing gently against his cheek. patting his leg, she simply shrugged, weighing out which calculated answer might leave the least impact. she could tell him that it was so the next bitches he bedded knew they weren’t the only ones, or she could imply that she has some sort of claim over him… both seemed way too territorial for either of their liking, so she settled with the shrug, knowing her gaze was probably giving away more than she cared for. “uh uh, baby, i was saying that you didn’t have any big flaws before now. and you are definitely doing too much to avoid the whole married question,” though she remained tangled up in him despite it all, heart flipping at the smallest remark before being overcome by laughter. “mm, good answer. especially because i’ll need someone to congratulate me on my win and tell me what a good girl i was kicking ass in court.” though the thought of him actually seeing her in action terrified the girl. moving her hand, she placed it over his own, fingers intertwining as they rested together on his chest. “i had a feeling you were an honest gentleman when we first met, now i know it’s true."

"AH ." KENJI STARTS WITH A SLOW NOD, his brows arches with it and the ghost a smile still gracing his lips as he shrugs and says, "makes sense ." getting close fast wasn't particularly kenji's thing . he tended to get close slow . like over years slow . and it worked for him overall . some of the closest people in his life have been close to him for his whole life . he never really saw a need to expand outside of that, never really believed that people could fall into ease that quickly . which is what made this shit with izzie particularly — different . but kenji, admittedly, is not trying to think about that too much . "i mean, what can i say, i got comfortable ." kenji jokingly admits, shrugging . "i'll be sure to keep vigilant from now on ." his jaw drops almost comically at izzie's next words, but admittedly his amusement still shines through the expression as he says, "well, fuck, now i feel like i'm like every other motherfucker out there . i can't do it now . i'm starting to feel like that asshole who brings a guitar to the party ." kenji's brow arches at the nails digging into his thigh, his smile only growing as he glances down to izzie's hand and then back to her eyes . "leaving your mark, huh ?" he teases with a waggle of his brows, letting the flat of his free hand play over izzie's side before he's twisting one of her long curls around his finger . his brow arches at her question, his eyes meeting her piercing gaze with an only growing grin as he leans into her to ask, " ... are you saying that i haven't had any flaws until now ? should i be flattered ?" it's not long after the teasing that kenji is snorting, his grin growing crooked before he's making an attempt at seriousness as he asks, "what, you don't fuck with the environment ? i'm shocked, izzie ... but, nah, defense is cool ." kenji's smile takes on a genuine edge then as he shrugs, meeting izzie's eyes intently as he says, "i'm not scared ." a bark of laughter is startled out of kenji at izzie's description, his eyes crinkling with it for a moment before he's moving to argue, "now, hold on a second, i resent what you're implying here . i'm classy, alright ? we'll fuck after, once everyone is gone , okay ? i'll get off then, with you like a gentleman ." kenji's eyes are twinkling even as he shrugs and adds, " and it'll be somewhere nearby and not in the court because that would be public indecency and i respect the law ." kenji punctuates the words with a hand over his heart before he's shrugging for a second time as he huffs a laugh and honestly admits, "at least now that i know you work in it that is ."

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“maybe to me,” was the most she’d admit how close they’d gotten, how easy it was for either of them to read the other, to anticipate what the other wanted. needed. it would typically scare izzie away, but the way he treated her with complete comfort and ease, paying it equally as little attention as she did kept her near. closer than she’d usually stay. nudging him in the ribs with feigned offense, “do you think i’m that fucking easy, kenj? i didn’t realise you had stopped trying before this,” she teased back, not pulling away after her contact. “however, i would love to see you attempt to fucking juggle. i’ve heard it’s the kind of weird talent all men possess — care to disprove that theory?” nails playfully digging into his skin, dragging along slightly before subsiding to a gentle caress of her thumb, izzie allowed herself the pleasure of behaving freely around the man. “should i be concerned that you implied i could represent you, and then suggested i specialize in divorce cases? are you actually married? is that the big flaw i’ve been waiting to be revealed this whole time?” eyes piercing his gaze, though a smirk still hung about her lips. “environmental is boring as fuck, never suggest that shit again. i’m a defense attorney, and don’t let that scare you off.” though his proud smile sent shivers through her, confidently letting izzie know he was the one who was impressed now. “it depends on the case, but audiences are allowed. i just think they’d frown upon the man getting off in the back seats as he watched his girl kick ass in court.” no extra attention paid to the way she absentmindedly referenced herself.

"CLEARLY ? DAMN . AM I THAT EASY TO READ ?" the grin that kenji accompanies the words with is crooked, blue eyes scanning over izzie and that infectious smile with indulgence . the sound of her laughter only has his own grin widening, his arm moving to rest on the back of her chair with familiarity that grows every day . his brows do arch honestly at her question though, his eyes still glinting playfully even as he whispers a conspiratorial, "... oh, fuck, i didn't realize i still had to do that ." kenji's eyes are sparkling with humour as he leans a bit closer to her, leans into that hand on his thigh too, to ask, "should i start fucking ... juggling or something ?" kenji pops another fry into his mouth as he nods along to izzie's question, trying not to grin with his amusement as he says, " absolutely . if i ever get in trouble with the law, i know who's representing me ." a pause then, his brow furrowing before, "wait, what kind of law do you specialize in ? divorce court ? environmental ?" kenji listens to izzie intently even as he polishes off the rest of his fries, his eyes never leaving her in his interest . by the time she's finished he's fighting off a smile as he says, "oh, you're going to fucking dominate them, i can already tell ." he runs his tongue over his teeth before finally leaning back in his seat, meeting her eyes to say, "i actually kind of wish i could see it . courts don't have audiences, right ?" the joke is accompanied by a playful squint . "i can't be in the stands ?"

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“mhm,” she nodded confidently, though her rougish smile adorned proudly across her face gave way to any indication she might be serious, “if you know the truth, and you clearly get off on it, why must i admit anything? it seems like a fair trade off to me.” he made her giddy, and that’s something izzie would remain reluctant to admit. though the way she giggled and leaned on him as he pulled her close definitely would be a surefire sign, a dead giveaway. something she’d never confirm. “are you trying to impress me so that you can get between my legs again?” brow raised, the flirtation came easy as her hand found a familiar, favourite place on his thigh. “do i not seem like i’d make the best fucking lawer ever? choose your words wisely, toomes,” it was just a tease as she picked at the last few fries she had, “i guess promotion isn’t the correct word, but rather given more responsibility, being allowed to take lead on higher profile cases, things like that. men don’t often like to see a woman best them at their own game, but i could legislate fucking circles around some of those morons who think, because they handle the higher paying clients, they get to tell me what to do like i’m their little fucking assistant.” she pouted up at him, tempted to pull the man in for a kiss. “they’ll all kiss my ass one day when i do make partner. i give it five to seven years before then, though. hard asses.”

"OH, YOU DO, HUH ?" kenji couldn't hide his amusement if he tried, his eyes crinkling as he looks at izzie even as he chews . his eyes trail over her smirk for a moment before he's shrugging easily enough say, " fine . i know the truth ." he runs his tongue over his teeth, head tilting in a nod, "luckily for you i'm into it ." kenji's grin only grows as izzie continues, a red flag that he happily ignores in favor of snorting . "well, fuck, we find our purpose in the most unexpected places, huh ?" kenji's eyes are still filled with mirth as his brows raise high, his jaw shifting as he moves to drag izzie's chair just that bit closer to him with one strong hand gripped around the leg of it . he doesn't stop until their sides are nearly pressed together, nodding in approval as he adds, "never would've thought i would've found mine between your legs, but ," kenji frowns casually shrugging before he's grinning with a honest, "i dunno . not complaining ." by the time izzie has finished her question kenji has, regrettably, polished off his burger . he mourns the loss of it even as he says, "not a problem . just threw me off a bit ." he pauses then to turn to her and squint almost playfully as his eyes scan her . "i'm trying to picture you in a pantsuit or something ." his head tilts a bit, brow arching even as he continues to look over izzie indulgently . "what promotion do you want ? partner ?"

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everything the man sitting across from her did was sexy, from the way his loungewear comfortably fit him just right, to how he managed to lick the salt from his fingers so seductively — it drove izzie absolutely feral. something she might need to get ahold of if she wanted this perfectly casual thing between them to continue. “i plead the fifth,” she let her shoulders fall loose, smirking his way and continuing to annoyingly admire everything about him. “that’s what i figure. i mean, some people are put on this earth for a reason, and clearly your reasoning is to give me mind blowing orgasms whenever i need them.” she wanted to gouge her eyes out so she never had to see kenji wink ever again. izzie chalked it up to being really turned on, betting these feelings would go away once she came. “is it a problem i work in law?” she sipped her drink. “they’re just lucky i’m still biting my tongue right now, only until i get promoted.”

KENJI FINDS HIMSELF SHAKING HIS HEAD in amusement at that, finally chewing his fries and doing his best not to smile around the mouthful . he swallows and licks the salt off the pad of his thumb before saying, "answering my question with a question ? gonna take that as a yes to both ." he moves to take a bite of his burger before his brows are arching as izzie continues . he's chewing as she speaks, swallowing by the time she finishes, and it's with the ghost of a smile on his lips that he tosses her a joking wink, nodding as he says, "really happy to be of service here ... these are the kinda problems i was born to solve ." he shifts his jaw a moment as he thinks over izzie's words though, brows furrowing as he honestly says, "... i didn't know you worked in law though . huh ." he pauses for another thoughtful moment before shrugging and adding, "that's fucked . the shit you gotta deal with, i mean ." he shakes his head a bit before adding, "i've got no doubt it's underserved ." that ghost of a smile is back as he shrugs and lightly jokes, "just look at how you verbally rock my shit on a daily ."

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shrugging casually, a smirk snaked across her lips as she asked, “are you saying you don’t want to be a slut, kenj?” she enjoyed their banter, seeing as it was what initially drew her to the boy — and the way he touched her kept the girl coming back. but was that all she was hanging on for? she took another bite of her sandwich and shook the question away. “who didn’t fuck up my day would be a better question,” izzie began, eyes already rolling, “when you work in law and have to deal with a bunch of bullheaded men all day, it’s quite literally hard not to get annoyed. as if i have to prove myself continually for the gratification of a man. please.” she scoffed, peering across the table at him, eyes meeting as she analyzed them for his opinion. “i just happened to have the time today to find someone to help me release all that built up tension.”

KENJI CAN'T HELP BUT SNORT A LITTLE at the comment, and he does his best not to let the action allow him to actually choke . his eyes are twinkling with some amount of mirth as he meets her eyes again, and this time he chews and swallows fully before arching a playful brow . "... are you calling me a slut, iz ?" he sucks at a bit of ketchup on his thumb then, shaking his head lightly in amusement before adding, "you only want me for one thing, huh ?" he moves get a few fries then, the action distracted as he asks, "what fucked up your day though ?" he swirls the fries in a pool of ketchup before moving to bring them to his mouth, pausing for only a second as he meets her eyes before shrugging . "i mean, i should know what i'm fixing, right ?"

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he was making her smile too much, and that combined with her churning stomach made izzie want to bolt. to run home and stare at herself in a mirror and tell herself to stop giving a fuck about anyone else’s opinion of her and if she happened to make their day better. she didn’t care, and she wasn’t going to be so foolish again — certainly not with a man. “you’re just lucky i was hungry as well, or this would strictly be a midday booty call.” she teased ever so casually, inner argument not evident anywhere upon her face. “thank god you’re fucking easy. i really need someone to fuck the bad vibes of this day out of me, and really didn’t feel like relying on myself for that.”

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"GOTTA SAY," KENJI STARTS BEFORE he's chewing, brow arching as he points at izzie with the words . "this has to be the best excuse for sex i've ever gotten . ten out of ten shit ." he takes another large bite of the burger, mostly because he was starving before izzie brought lunch over but also cause it was that fucking good . the whole starving thing might be making him a bit biased though but — he stands by it . he mostly swallows before half smirking and jokingly adding, "not to sound like a cheap date but i'm definitely putting out after this ."  

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his suggestion burned at her ears, not having expected such an accommodating inquiry to be shot her way this morning. in all honesty, izzie expected to roll out of bed undetected, gather her things, and quietly escape to find a fresh cup of coffee and leave kenji to his own accord. but morning sex and food? that she wasn’t accustomed to. “can you cook?” she wouldn’t object if he could fry a decent egg, but they hadn’t really gotten around to that portion of getting to know each other just yet. so she told herself fuck it and threw on his shirt they’d hastily discarded the night before, twisting in attempts to hide her smirk as she got decent. “if i try to focus on how to walk for too long, i might not remember. just be prepared to catch me if my legs give out.”

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"ALRIGHT . YOU WANNA EAT OR SOMETHING ?" kenji asks as he finally moves to get out of bed, figuring the offer was like ... polite or something considering he was thinking about getting something for himself . he's not completely sure though if he's honest . he can't remember the last time someone he fucked around with stuck around this long, but considering the morning sex he guesses it makes sense . he glances at her as he pulls on his boxers, brow arching and grin growing as he adds, "or d'you need a minute here ? honestly don't really know how long to wait before asking dietary restrictions post orgasm ."