𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍

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[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

　

saying it 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 means we
dont have to be 𝐬̲𝐜̲𝐚̲𝐫̲𝐞̲𝐝̲.
this is 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕.

　

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

walking back to the field. upset by the loss today. what went wrong?

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

endless books, comfy furniture and a perfect mix of both greta and carson.

“seriously, thank you. no one’s ever gotten me anything like this before, or cared to put in the effort.” hands snake around the taller’s waist.

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

“god, i don’t even know…” head shaking a little, as she thinks. there was so many things she could get down on paper to bring to life.

“maybe just our living room honestly..” a small nod, glancing at the cozy living room, cluttered with a roaring fireplace,

—

[‍ ‍t͟h͟e ‍𝗕𝕺𝗟𝗧𝗘𝗥. @amberambition]

lover's joy is infectious, inflicting a shine in the baseman's honey - like gaze. palms lift upward to cradle the sweetest face between them, pressing affection to the tip of her nose.

〝 now the question is, what is your first victim ...

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

hands reach for the book then too, fingers tracing along pages.

“i love it — thank you.” loose curls bouncing with a nod of her head, stepping on tip toes to kiss greta’s cheek.

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

calloused hands gently move paper aside, reaching into the bag, and grabbing out the items.

“watercolors?” she asks, brows lifting, carefully opening the case to gaze at colors. “they’re so beautiful…” smile is a permanent fixture now, nodding slowly.

—

[‍ ‍t͟h͟e ‍𝗕𝕺𝗟𝗧𝗘𝗥. @amberambition]

lips, no longer painted with their usual crimson, curl into a grin as the gift is accepted. 〝 open it ﹠. find out. 〞 she says, fingertips tapping against her thighs.

nestled beneath tissue paper lay two items: the first is a book, ...

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

cheeks, reaching for the bag.

“whats this?” asked, as she peers into the bag, past the tissue paper.

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

“what are you up to?”

she calls down the hall, a small laugh following, but patiently waiting for the first baseman’s return.

eyes widen at the bag, a gentle sigh passing through lips.

“you didn’t need to get me anything…”

smile is still affixed on dimpled

—

[‍ ‍t͟h͟e ‍𝗕𝕺𝗟𝗧𝗘𝗥. @amberambition]

〝 just stay there ! 〞

greta calls from the hall to @catchingdenial, her grin audible in her tone. a little gift is plucked from it's spot in the closet, tucked behind greta's dresses where carson will not find it.

she returns ...

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

“thank you..” said its she begins to open.

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

hands absently reach for greta, wanting to keep the contact, but a brow comes to raise once she sees what the taller woman reached for.

“greta.. you didn’t have to..” said with a shake of her head, but a smile is a fixed on face.

—

[‍ ‍t͟h͟e ‍𝗕𝕺𝗟𝗧𝗘𝗥. @amberambition]

weary bones find their haven perched upon shoulders, content to stay in this place for the rest of time⎯ .. ﹠. yet, greta doesn't stay, she never does.

with a crimson kiss pressed to the catcher's hairline, lithe limbs are peeled ...

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

“i know … you’re just that good at your job..” a small shrug as eyes close then, humming softly. “there’s no way you did.”

[‍ ‍t͟h͟e ‍𝗕𝕺𝗟𝗧𝗘𝗥. @amberambition]

〝 you know how madame hughes can be; she kept me a little later than usual. 〞 her tone sweet, her slight smile nearly audible in her words. a breath is tugged into lungs, 〝 i missed you more. 〞

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

“hi.”

small hum in response, chin resting on shoulders. “missed you today.”

[‍ ‍t͟h͟e ‍𝗕𝕺𝗟𝗧𝗘𝗥. @amberambition]

a kiss pressed to lover's crown, swaying slow in her arms. 〝 hi, chickadee. 〞

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

arms wrapping around @amberambition.

[‍ ‍t͟h͟e ‍𝗕𝕺𝗟𝗧𝗘𝗥. @amberambition]

.@catchingdenial

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

fireplace working again — she’s off to go chop more wood.

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

on it — it more so just needs to be cleaned … and she needs to chop wood.

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

it’s snowing … and she didn’t prep the fire place. lovely.

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

* finally trudging back from the field.

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

holding an ice pack to shoulder.

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

right, yeah, yes, mhm. immediately

[‍ ‍t͟h͟e ‍𝗕𝕺𝗟𝗧𝗘𝗥. @amberambition]

meet me upstairs ?? * 😉

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

OH. oh that one???

[𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣‍ @catchingdenial]

is it —

[‍ ‍t͟h͟e ‍𝗕𝕺𝗟𝗧𝗘𝗥. @amberambition]

you'll figure it out. come on.