For Jack

[new_ophelia]

Jack was due back pretty soon from his routine post-building shower, and Kate had been preparing. She's cleaned the house and put Eli outside (in the little fence that Jack and Duck had built) and had made herself look as good as she could manage with the heat and jungle and everything. Bread and fruit and cheese had been stolen and arranged on

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[jack_crew]

Whistling to himself as he heads back home, Jack slings his dirty t-shirt over his shoulder, his hair still damp from the shower he's just taken. Ever since the climate change he's been taking more showers, the humidity and the heat getting to him, especially when he builds all day.

"Hi," he says when he gets home, dumping his dirty shirt into their laundry before he plants a kiss on top of Kate's head and grabs a clean shirt. "What's all this?"

[new_ophelia]

"Food," she points out helpfully as she watches him. "I got food for you. And I washed the sheets and did some laundry. How was your day?"

[jack_crew]

"You didn't have to do that," Jack says, although he's smiling. "We could've gone back up to the Compound together." He makes that walk so many times a day now that he's gotten used to it and doesn't mind it so much.

[new_ophelia]

"Yeah, but it's hot and I thought it'd be nice," she says, patting the spot next to her as she tries not to squirm. "Also, it's kind of an apology."