out of the fire, into the frying pan

[prescind]

Who: stefan salvatore (prescind) + katherine pierce (manipulative)
What: wtfing at their surroundings, exploring, figuring stuff out
When: early september
Where: cellar door, cassandra, all around

Content Warnings: probably some language to start.

Comments

[prescind]

I'm not surprised that you'd say that.

( stefan waits till she's gotten into the bed before he pulls his own boots off so he can slide in with her. he tucks himself closer to her. )

I think this bed's bolted down. I don't know if it'll be easy to do.

[manipulative]

[ and of course, he would say that. always the one with the logic, isn't he? but she's here with her own reminder. ]

I'm almost six hundred years old and you're almost two. Do you really think a bolted down bed stands a chance against us?

[ katherine can't help but cock her brow. she doesn't think the bed stands a chance at all. ]

[prescind]

No, it's not that. I think we could absolutely take it apart but do we really need a bed?

( it is a nice bed, sure, but he thinks they could make any bed that they're both in nice. )

Do you really want this bed?

[manipulative]

[ she looks down at the bed and wiggles her feet beneath the covers. now that he brings logic into this… she purses her lips and sighs. ]

Maybe not…

[ she pouts. it would've been nice to bring a bed with them, even if they don't need it. ]

But what if wherever we find ourselves has everything but a bed, Stefan? Where will we sleep?

[prescind]

Well, I know where you'll sleep.

( because she is katherine pierce and she makes herself comfortable all the time. )

You'll sleep on top of me. That's where you always sleep.

[manipulative]

And?

[ rolling onto her side, she rests her palm into her cheek and cocks her brow as she looks at him pointedly. ]

I hope you're not complaining.

[prescind]

That wasn't a complaint.

( don't make assumptions, katherine. )

That was an observation.