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[piecrust]

I remember very well, thank you. But Jonathan is a lot to type. Jon is three letters. Like Ned.

I will not lose appendages. I'm a good baker.

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How you make even this adorable is baffling.

You are an excellent baker and do not have to prove it.

[piecrust]

So is that permission to call you Jon on text? Because it really is much easier.

But I do have to prove the dough for the crust.

[ see, see what he did? definitely should not be operating equipment. ]

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[ Right. He's calling Olive right now to make her take away all of his anythings to cook with and make him sit at a booth to wait for him.

A few moments later. ]

Only for text.

[piecrust]

... You called Olive.

I don't know how to feel about this, Jonnie-boy.

[ Sweet, sweet payback. ]

I'm fine, I promise.

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[ You are very lucky he loves you, Ned. ]

I hope so. You gave me a fright.

[piecrust]

[ And you are very lucky he adores you, Q. ]

I am. Was. Until you sicked Olive on me. She insists I need the best of care. She swears by her nursing ability. Might go to hers for a nap.

[ Is this still sweet payback? It is. ]

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If it gets you out of the kitchen.

[piecrust]

You are not the man I fell in love with.

I avoided her. Politely. Because I love you. I went back to my apartment. Though I think I've misplaced the key.

[ or maybe it's because the world's a bit spinny from the medication? ]

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[ ... Did he just admit to loving him? Twice? ]

This is a side you have yet to see.

And I am in the elevator.

[piecrust]

Correction: Digby took the key. I'm sure of it.

[ yes, yes he did and it's all true. ]

I'm just sitting outside.

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[ Q finally arrives and speed walks down the hall. He'd run but something in his nature tells him this is a less than wise idea. They didn't both need to be injured.

He finds his lover looking downright pathetic. Poor thing... Q already has the keys in hand. No kisses or affection until Ned is safely inside and tended to. ]

Why didn't you text me sooner?

[piecrust]

[ Ned is just sitting on the floor by the front door, looking a bit rumpled but otherwise okay. Maybe a bit dopily happy. ]

I... didn't think it was that big of an issue. And then I took the medicine they gave me and things got strange from there.

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It wasn't until you tried to operate knives on medication.

[ World's most gentle scolding award goes to--! Well, he does mean it. Ned shouldn't have been trying. Not if it's as bad as it looks from here.

Q holds out a hand for his boyfriend to take, taking note of which is the stronger arm at the moment. ]

[piecrust]

I wasn't using knives, it was the oven. It has a tricky door and I was just trying to make you a pie. That's all.

[ reaching up, he takes his boyfriend's hand and winces, letting the wave of dizziness pass before he focuses on Q. ] Thanks for coming. [ he smiles, that slightly embarrassed, half smile he has, cheeks tinged pink from embarrassment. he gestures with his bad hand -- bandaged and wrapped up. ]

Promise to be careful next time, I swear. [ and Q will get a soft, brief kiss to the cheek! ]

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[ Once Ned is up, Q rests a gentle hand on the giant's cheek. He looked absolutely miserable... Q returned the kiss for one of his own on the unburdened cheek. ]

You spend too much time spoiling me.

[ And now Q will let Ned back into his place. ... Immediately making him tea. ]

[piecrust]

I think you've gotten it backwards. I'm not the one spoiling you.

[ he shrugs, following him into the apartment, Digby greeting them with the wag of a tail. Ned feels light headed in ways he'd not expected before and merely steps up behind Q, resting his cheek to his shoulder. ]

I'll be better at spoiling you next time.