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fifth floor common room. afternoonish.

Sawyer is lounging in the fifth floor common room after Stealth and Deception, he's still got army like paint on his face because he's too lazy to take it off just yet. Sighing, he flips through the channels on the t.v. set. Oddly, the couch still smells of syrup.

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Before heading off to her Kludge's Guide To The Universe workshop, Tempe stopped into the 5th floor common room, spotting Sawyer on the couch.

She slips into the room quietly and then flops onto the couch (which really does smell like syrup).

Startled, Sawyer jumps up from his spot on the couch with a loud 'Sonofabitch!' and then realizes who it was, within seconds he had pulled her into a tight hug and kisses her face wherever he can get to. "Don't scare me like that, I could've decked you." He laughs, happy to have her back, he missed her very much, to the point of sulking all day by himself.

Tempe couldn't help but giggle as she was very thoroughly kissed by a happy Sawyer. "Sorry." Giggle. "It seemed like a-" Giggle. "Good idea at the time." Giggle.

She caught his dancing lips with hers, giving him a rather passionate kiss. "Miss me?"

"No shit." He kissed her back even more so passionate than before. "I was wondering when you'd be back." Kissing her again, his voice gruff as he nearly suffocated her with his hugs.

Tempe let herself be hugged. She'd missed Sawyer a lot while she'd been gone. It was nice to be back in a place where she actually felt loved.

"I was hoping to be back sooner, but things didn't work out that way."

Wrapping her own arms around him, she sighed contentedly. "Why does the couch smell like syrup?"

Sawyer chuckled at her question. "Pippi and I got into a food fight." He explained in a low voice, running his thumb along her jawline smoothly. "Let's just say I ended up having to clean up after it."

Tempe snickered at that. "Why am I not surprised? Did I miss anything else while I was gone? Any more random Fandom attacks?"

"I wouldn't know. I think I became a hermit while you were gone." Nuzzling his nose against her cheek. "How's the grandpops?"

"You, a hermit?" Tempe said, sighing softly. "Never would've seen that coming."

"He's doing much better now. Out of the hospital and back at home, though he has a live-in nurse now."

She sighed. "I don't know how much longer he's going to live, honestly. This latest bout of pneumonia almost killed him..."

Sawyer pecks her cheek. "I'm sorry to hear that but I did miss you, very much so." Kissing her again. "Are you already unpacked and whatnot?" Arching a brow at her, thumb caressing her cheek.

Tempe kissed his nose before replying. "Yep. Mostly unpacked, anyway. My bed is kind of a pile of clothes right now. So I'll probably need somewhere to sleep for a few days."

"You wouldn't happen to know a place where a gal could get a bed, do ya?"

She glanced at her watch. "Crud. I should be leaving for my workshop soon."

"Well, I always have room for you. Just don't take all the covers and we'll be a-okay."

Tempe snickered. "When have I ever taken all of the covers, Mr. StealsAllTheBlanketsAndLeavesHisGirlfriendShivering?"

She kissed him on the lips again before standing up to leave. "I really missed you," she said, her blue eyes meeting his.

Sawyer chuckled comment about him leaving her shivering, that was never the case. "I missed you too. Hurry back. I'll be in the Attic." Giving her a smug smile.

Well, definitely not shivering in coldness, that was for sure.

"I'll come up as soon as the workshop is over, though somehow, I know this is going to be a long one. Save me some dinner, will you?"

"Will do, darlin'."

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