tasernanny: ([pheels] sunlight)
Phil Coulson ([personal profile] tasernanny) wrote 2023-05-05 11:53 am (UTC)

*snorts this tag to get a fix* I'm fine. Don't worry.

While they're waiting for the coffee cake Phil wraps his arms around Scott from behind to hold him close to his chest. People aren't looking at them. They're busy with their phones or trying to see what's still available. He takes the chance to lightly drag his teeth along the side of Scott's neck and bite down softly at the the skin peeking out from the collar of his shirt.

He then rests his chin on Scott's shoulder like he's being sweet as any of the baked goods ahead of them, his expression perfectly innocent and pleasantly interested in the world.

Because secretly, Phil Coulson is a son of a bitch.

He gets two of the large sized coffee cakes because his team can be ravenous when they're given food that's not cooked in the Bus kitchen. If he's lucky they'll last a week.

"I know how to handle my assets." Phil has been described as goal oriented most of his life. "And letting any of this go to waste feels like it would be a minor crime."

There's a brief moment where he considers offering his services to distract Scott when he's shopping over the phone even when he can't be there in person. But if he can't be there in person he can't promise he can be on the phone either. Work.

"We should. There's a distinct advantage to you being in California where it doesn't snow and get bitterly cold half the year. Farmer's markets are less seasonal." Yes, he's thinking that far ahead in their relationship. It's what Phil does.

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