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[evite]

...

[ fuck the calendar conversation, she needs a minute ]

we can talk about how i'm not your possession in a minute
but you realize that's basically the same thing to him, right?

[kgbs]

What? How is that the same thing? It is not. I made it clear what you are to me.

[ hadn't he? he'd said the words and then ignored solo because it wasn't his business. ]

[evite]

you basically told him i was your wife

[ which. she is not. mostly because they don't really talk about that sort of thing. ]

he has no idea what i actually do, does he?

[kgbs]

That is not what I told him. There is a difference between woman and wife.

[ they were not the same thing. ]

I have not told him much about you, no.

[ again, not his business. ]

[evite]

which is......?

[ she's just sitting on the couch drumming her fingers against the armrest. waiting. very patiently. ]

[kgbs]

Wife denotes marriage, something we are not.

[ maybe in a few decades. ]

Woman means companion. Partner. Person I care about.

[ D I F F E R E N T. ]

[evite]

so the only difference is an overpriced blood diamond?

[ THEY'RE THE SAME ]

people in this century call that their girlfriend

[kgbs]

[ THEY ARE NOT THE SAME. ]

Does the terminology really matter? He knows what you are to me and you know what you are to me.

[ you better know. ]

[evite]

[ YES, THEY ARE. ]

this is why he thinks i'm your secretary

[ she's not addressing it. tell her. ]

[kgbs]

[ NO, THEY ARE NOT. fight him. ]

He does not think that because he knows, unlike some people, what I mean when I say who you are to me.

[ calm down there, bucko. ]

[evite]

you do know people can be in love with their secretaries, right?

[ stares in russian........... ]

[kgbs]

[ SIGH. ]

I know. That does not change the fact that you are not my secretary and he knows that.

[evite]

...

[ abruptly changes the subject ]

are you coming home for dinner?

[kgbs]

yes.

[ he saw that subject change, daisy. ]

are you?

[evite]

are you making me dinner?

[ because you owe her one ]

[kgbs]

I wasn't planning on cooking.

[ he...could he supposes but picking something up was just easier. ]

[evite]

then you're taking me out for dinner

[ still technically easier. ish. this is what he gets for not telling solo the truth. ]

[kgbs]

Why am I doing this?

[ what had he done wrong? ]

[evite]

because i don't want to be your little woman in the kitchen, illya
that's not what i am and it's bullshit for you to tell someone that

[kgbs]

I didn't tell anyone that.

[ what? ]

I have never thought that of you.

[evite]

[ she considers just leaving him on read, but after a bit, she changes her mind.

besides, she's not mad at him, per se. just frustrated. maybe a little insecure, in the fallout of learning about solo's upcoming visit. he always leaves her feeling like she has to prove herself. ]

i still want to go out to dinner with you
and tomorrow will be too busy

[ what's tOMORROW ]

[kgbs]

We can go to dinner.

[ and his mood mirrors her in that he feels himself getting frustrated as well, unsure why she'd think that he'd ever think of her in that way. ]

And tomorrow will be busy.

[ he repeats what she's typed though it takes him a moment to remember why. yes, that's...he's going to have to make sure to make that a good day. ]

[evite]

okay

[ and that's it, for a minute or two, while daisy stares into space and wills herself to let go of the stupid anxious energy that's been bubbling up in her head. she doesn't want to fight about it. ]

i love you.

[ they don't say it often, not explicitly. when they do, it means something. ]

[kgbs]

I love you too.

[ a sentiment that he couldn't foresee changing for a long, long time. ]

I'll be there soon.