( january catch all )

[prescind]

Who: stefan salvatore (prescind) + katherine pierce (manipulative) + amos burton (rocinantes) + wanda maximoff (explosion)
What: new year's things, event things
When: january
Where: all around

Content Warnings: probably some language to start.

Comments

[rocinantes]

Yeah, it's going to be terrible.

( hopefully that's not true but they're both going to find out. when the countdown hits zero, amos waits just a second more and then leans in closer and presses his lips to hers.

it's light, just a brush at first before he leans into a little more firmly. )

[explosion]

[ very terrible, it seems.

wanda's not entirely sure what she expected. a quick peck and be done with it, consider the new year greeted as per tradition. the gentleness that she has come to associate with amos from time to time doesn't surprise her. his beard's a little itchy, but that hardly bothers wanda. it's how not terrible it is, despite what they've goaded each other about.

she tentatively opens her mouth beneath his and gently cups his cheek with her hand. ]

[rocinantes]

( the kiss must be somewhat good since she hasn't shoved him away and wiped her mouth yet. guess he's not as terrible at it as he'd thought.

when she even seems to pull him closer and deepen the kiss, he responds without thinking, just letting himself feel it for the first time in awhile. )

[explosion]

[ it has been... a long, long time since she's been kissed. vision's a little taller with a smoother face, but amos is different enough for her not to confuse the two.

with all the cheering and screams of a happy new year has come to pass, wanda easily gets caught up in all of the sober and drunken thoughts. she's slow to pull away, and when she does, she ignores the heat in her face as she looks at him with a pointed look of feigned annoyance and a smile. ]

That was terrible.

[rocinantes]

Yeah, absolutely horrible.

( hey, he's definitely going to play along. he makes a face and then shakes his head. )

O out of 10.

[explosion]

Zero?

[ she lifts her eyebrows into her hairline and widens her eyes in shock. wanda plants her hands on her hips. ]

I was at least a three. You were a zero.

[rocinantes]

Why do you get to judge yourself and me but I can't?

( double standard. )

I don't think it works that way, Wanda.

[explosion]

Because.

[ that's why. ]

I think your assessment is being made on bad data.

[ if he thinks she wants to kiss him again, he's very, very wrong. again, bad data. but how can she be a zero when he's only kissed her once? ]

[rocinantes]

Bad data?

( he lifts an eyebrow. )

So, how do you get good data?

[explosion]

[ wanda realises where she's misstepped.

while she may bite her bottom lip to stop herself from appearing sheepish for not leading him to put his foot in it, she takes a moment to act like she needs a moment. which she does. he's meant to be the one to suggest this. ]

Do it again.

[rocinantes]

Do it again?

( was she asking for another kiss? )

Asking me to kiss you again?

[explosion]

[ apparently so.

she regards him with an upward tilt of her chin. she's throwing down a gauntlet without realising it had been in her hand all along. ]

Only if you don't want me to tell everyone how much you suck at it.

[rocinantes]

You would do that?

( not very nice. so, fine —

he doesn't waste anytime and steps closer, reaching for her face and bringing her closer for another kiss. )

[explosion]

[ she wouldn't, but perhaps she wanted a second kiss... just for good luck. it feels so nice to be close to someone again. and while wanda suspects amos wouldn't do it unless he truly wanted to, she tentatively curls her hand around his bicep before allowing herself to touch him and respond.

it's all in the name of data, of course. not that wanda has ever had any desire to be a scientist in her life. ]

[rocinantes]

( oh yeah, it's all scientific. even if it does feel very nice and he's enjoying himself. he likes it even more that she seems to be enjoying herself as well, pulling closer and returning the kiss. )

[explosion]

[ maybe she should stop this. amos is one of her only friends in the trench, and wanda has never liked losing anyone, even to silly arguments that both parties forget about a week later. but wanda is a little tired of being afraid to take risks. not everyone will die, even if that's how the trajectory of others has panned out.

and amos seems to like it. she doesn't need to read his mind to confirm that.

she's gentle to touch his cheek; his beard is unusual to touch, but she likes it. ]

[rocinantes]

( this seems to be turning into something...a little more than a new year's eve kiss. he's trying not to think about that but it's hard not to when she's still kissing him and he feels the barest hint of a touch on his cheek.

he doesn't let her go, doesn't stop, still holding her and kissing her, not wanting this to end just yet. )

[explosion]

[ she murmurs against his mouth, ] A little more like a one now.

[ which is a great improvement from zero, but surely amos can at least get a two. she wants to hold onto that as a reason for this, just in case not doing so means that this changes things for the worst. wanda has so little outside of the trench; what she's managed to gather around her is something that she's fiercely protective of.

when it seems wanda's about to pull back from him, she simply removes her hand from his cheek to lightly press her fingertips beneath his chin instead, absently encouraging him to tilt his head upward a touch. ]

[rocinantes]

( what a harsh critic of kissing you are, wanda. he just huffs when she says it's a one and tips his head up at her urging. he doesn't lean in for a kiss again but he doesn't move away either, letting his eyes look over her face and waiting for her to do what she wants.

he licks his lips and raises his eyebrows as his gaze scrapes its way over her face. )

[explosion]

[ amos is... very, very close. she can see the flecks of gold in his eyes, something she never noticed before as she always kept her distance. she should step away now that it's a few minutes into the new year and the tradition has been met...

but she furrows her brows instead as she tilts her head slightly to the side as she feigns confusion. ]

Do you think that follows tradition?

[ there's only one answer to that. ]