A Happy Birthday with scienceinblack

[melodiousyellow]

Birthday breakfast with Mom? Check. Cussing out Conner? Check. Hayley's would be the logical next stop, but instead she found herself driving down Valencia Road to see Dr. Oliver.

He was the only one she hadn't called ahead to let him know she'd be home, and hopeful no one had told him. She wanted it to be a surprise visit. He'd known her birthday was coming up, but the last time they'd talked she hadn't been expecting to be back. That had changed, of course, but the element of surprise would be fun. Not like she's going in without knocking.

She got out of her car and took a big breath of fresh air before heading to the door. It was so good to be back here again.

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[scienceinblack.livejournal.com]

"Very dangerous. But who's going to see it?"

[melodiousyellow.livejournal.com]

She didn't answer, just drank her apple juice while she gave him a teasingly flirtatious look over the glass. Hopefully he didn't take it too seriously. I mean, she'd never actually kiss him. She'd think about it, but...yeah.

[scienceinblack.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I see how it is." He teases. "Not good enough for that." He says with a chuckle.

[melodiousyellow.livejournal.com]

"Not good enough for what?" she asked, putting on her best 'I'm innocent, I swear' face. "I didn't say anything."

[scienceinblack.livejournal.com]

"Maybe I won't cook then."

[melodiousyellow.livejournal.com]

"Oh no, you're doing it," she insisted. "You already put the idea in my head and the birthday girl is always right."

[scienceinblack.livejournal.com]

Tommy gives a slight chuckle to that. "Then the birthday girl should find out what she wants for dinner unless she wants surprised."

[melodiousyellow.livejournal.com]

Kira looks thoughtful for a second. "I think I'll take the surprise."

[scienceinblack.livejournal.com]

"Which means you'll have to sit in here until I'm done."

[melodiousyellow.livejournal.com]

"I can do that."

[scienceinblack.livejournal.com]

"Good." He says before kissing her cheek and then getting up and heading into the kitchen.

[melodiousyellow.livejournal.com]

That little kiss stuns her and for a second it's like time stops. But really, it's only because she stopped breathing. The next second she just smiles and calls after him. "And don't forget the apron!"

[scienceinblack.livejournal.com]

"Don't worry. I won't forget the apron." He calls back actually grabbing it before starting to make dinner.

[melodiousyellow.livejournal.com]

Kira relaxes back into the couch with a happy sigh. He kissed her. Only on the cheek, but it was a kiss and she was reveling in it. Didn't mean anything...at least she didn't think it meant anything. Didn't make much of a difference. She was still very giddy on the inside.

[scienceinblack.livejournal.com]

Of course he did. Maybe she should ask. Or no maybe not. Who knows. It could mean something or it could be the start of something. There was really no telling. But he just starts humming as he cooks.

[melodiousyellow.livejournal.com]

Should she ask? She heard his humming and it was enough to make her wonder, along with making her want to smack herself for it. He didn't think of her that way, she told herself. She was crazy to think he might. She should just sit there and enjoy his humming and the fact that he was cooking for her. And wearing an apron like a housewife while doing it. Still a very funny image to her.

[scienceinblack.livejournal.com]

She doesn't know that. After all, she isn't a mind reader. So how does she know what he likes her as and what he doesn't? "Dinner's almost ready, Kira."

[melodiousyellow.livejournal.com]

At this point she's tempted to call him honey and ask him to bring her a beer, but she doesn't. "Bringing it here or do I have to get up?" Getting up would be just fine. Some people just preferred eating at the kitchen table. She didn't care either way.

[scienceinblack.livejournal.com]

He doesn't exactly give an answer. He places two plates of lasagna and two glasses of apple juice on a tray and brings it into the living room, setting them down on the table. "Here we go." Toast and all.

[melodiousyellow.livejournal.com]

She just smiles and takes a plate. Looks good, smells good and no doubt tastes good. Cooked it himself, just for her. It made her feel special.