losthunter | finding love in time of troubles ((Verity))

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finding love in time of troubles ((Verity))

While Hunter did need a night out at the bar after a troubling week, he is smart enough to know that alcohol is not the best way to deal with one's problems. And he was able to talk some of the problems out with Schön that same night...

But really, there are just times when he needs someone to hold him, in addition to comforting him.

Of course, he doesn't want to show up empty-handed. So he had spent a good afternoon baking, using one of the many ingredients he had since learned from Verity. His final result was a batch of cupcakes, which he then decorated to look like miniature carnations.

Armed with the bouquet of cupcakes, Hunter soon arrives at Verity's apartment. She wasn't expecting him, but hopefully she will be home when he knocks on the door.

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"Don't tell me I am breaking some fashion faux pas with those shirts." Hunter looks up with her.

"Okay, I won't tell you." Ver will rub the back of his head instead.

"Guess we need to go shopping to get something better."

"I'm sure we can find you something a little less obvious to wear when you want to show off," she agrees. "You're not going to be a hard man to dress. And you've already got so many nice things to wear."

But seriously tho she wants to burn those tacky shirts that do him no favors.

"That would be great. I would really like to reduce the amount of sweaters and bunnyhugs in my closet."

"Nothing wrong with a nice sweater, but it's not really seasonal right now, is it?" And he knows how to wear a suit. That's important. Not every man does, which is a real shame. "What's a bunnyhug?"

"Oh, it is a sweatshirt with a hood, and a pocket in the front. I must have picked up the term from Magda."

"A hoodie. Huh." She smirks down at him. "Gotta admit, 'bunnyhug' sounds a lot more fun."

"I guess in the early days of the sweatshirt, the lining of the front pocket was made from bunny fur. Hence the term."

"But I have to admit, I do feel like I am hugging myself, when I wear one."

"Rabbit fur lined pockets? Fancy. I'll have to find some of those for next winter. You know, for when we're keeping things casual."

"Casual, hmmmm? No ties on the doorknob then."

Hunter sighs softly. "I have some good warm blankets for winter. They are perfect for cuddling opportunities."

"Uh, no, because I at least am a grown up."

Although, since she has a come-and-go roommate and a come-and-go boyfriend, it's going to get awkward eventually. Such is life.

"I'm sure you won't have any trouble finding people to cuddle in them with, darling."

"You will always have a reserved spot in my cuddle calendar."

"Winters always make me thing of hot chocolate and mini marshmallows."

"Mmm, lucky me." Ver glances out the window at the lovely spring day. Why are they talking about the winter? "You're a minis guy? Hmm. I usually go for whipped cream."

"Both would go good with cupcakes." Hunter smirks lightly.

"Did you want lunch? We could make sandwiches?"

"True. And you make great cupcakes." Don't smirk at her, Hunter, she's an excellent smirker. Her smirking is world-class.

"Mm, yes, good idea. I should have everything necessary to make you a decent sandwich." By her standards, decent. By anyone else's... Of course, he needs to let her up first. "You want healthy or comfort food?"

"Healthy. Since I consider healthy eating to be comfort food too." Hunter will move so both of them can get up. He does want to help out again. It is fun cooking with Verity.

They do a good job together in the kitchen, it's true.

"Smart man. You like tuna? I'm thinking, instead of a sandwich, panzanella?"

"That sounds great. What can I do to help?"

To the kitchen! If he thought 'tuna' meant 'out of a can' he is very mistaken. She's getting a tuna steak from the fridge, some marinated mozzarella balls, and a cucumber. Half a loaf of ciabatta comes out of the bread box and is passed to him. "Cube this please."

The cuke and some tomatoes are set by the cutting board as well. If he knows what they're making, he knows what they're for. She'll handle the tuna. Salt and pepper first, then she uses some of the marinade from the mozz on the tuna before crusting it with sesame seeds. They'll toast while the tuna cooks, it'll be gorgeous.

Hunter would be very shocked if it had come out of a can. He has come to expect only the best and freshest ingredients in Verity's kitchen.

He starts to cut and cube the loaf of ciabatta.

Once that is done, he cleans his knife before cutting the cucumber and tomatoes.

"This is great. I love these moments."

"Me too. I don't normally like people in my kitchen when I'm working, but it's easy with you." While the tuna cooks, she'll get the bread cubes in the oven to toast under the broiler. "What else do we want to put in? Some onion, bell peppers, anything?"

He can think while she makes a vinaigrette of mustard and champagne vinegar.

"I feel honored that you welcome me into your kitchen."

"Bell peppers would be good." Hunter cleans his knife again, to prepare for chopping another food item.

"Good behavior has its rewards," she teases. He can have this nice yellow pepper to deal with; she'll keep half an eye on how he does deseeding it while handling the tuna. It doesn't cook long on either side before she puts it on a plate to rest under some plastic wrap. The pan stays on the heat; a quick mincing gets some shallot and garlic ready to go in with a drizzle of the marinade and a little bit of butter. Those can caramelize while the bread finishes toasting.

"Have you ever made panzanella before?" She'll start gathering herbs from the little garden in the kitchen windows, giving them a quick rinse in the sink and toweling them off before mincing them with her double-blade mezzaluna. Mostly basil, but some oregano and cilantro too. "I like to make it for Matt for his lunches at work. His partner gets so jealous sometimes, I think I should just start sending lunch for all three of them."

Hunter starts by cutting the pepper into quarters, before cutting out the seeds carefully. He takes his time, careful not to get any of the juices on his hands as he cuts.

"No. I'm afraid that this is another recipe that I used to get delivered to me." Hunter shrugs lightly. "Or Magda would make it for me."

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Your Canadian is showing. :P

just watch, I will start throwing u's into more words, eh?

BRING IT I can totes handle Canadian spelling.

you are so honourable. and colouful.

Why thank you! :D

J'aime passer du temps avec vous

Merci encore une fois (boy I hope that's right)

all good from a prairie girl who knows only a few phrases

People actually speak French in Canada tho. I took years and years in high school and suck at it.

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