First Dates and... Other Things
“I’m going to establish some ground rules because it’s Saturday morning, and I’m sure that for some godforsaken reason you want to go on a date with your girlfriend today.”
Sage wanted to protest, but really, he was right. Instead, she sat at the kitchen island to listen to the rules and get them out of the way quickly. “Is rule number one that we don’t talk about fight club?”
Tony smirked at that and pointed at her mock-sternly. “Don’t get smart with me, kid, I still control your comings and goings. First rule: if you’re going on a date with Adeline, just tell me. Or Loki. None of that,” he waved his hand vaguely, “Sneaking around bullshit that you teenagers are so fond of. Rule One Subrule A: if you ever go on a date with Adeline, but tell me that you’re with Sam or Peter or whatever else you may be possessed to tell me? I will find out, and I will ground your ass for a month, no matter the circumstances. That includes phone privileges, and belive me, your phone is a privilege. We clear?”
Sage swallowed thickly and nodded. “Crystal.”
“Good. Now, about curfew.”
”What?! But Peter doesn’t have a curfew!” She pointed at the boy in question who was currently sneaking bagels from the cabinet.
“Peter is three months older than you, Spider Man, and also not our child.” Loki tried, hands up in a placating gesture.
“But- he’s-”
“Peter, if you’re sticking your tongue out at her, she has my permission to slap you.”
Peter’s tongue quickly returned to his mouth and he raced to the living room.
“Curfew is eleven on school nights, one a.m. on weekends. If you have problems adhering to that, it will be set earlier.”
“As far as sleepovers go, we trust you to make good decisions. Neither one of you can get the other pregnant, though that is a conversation that I am glad to delegate to Anthony when we need to have it with Peter.”
Sage snickered as Tony shot Loki a betrayed look.
“So the rules pretty much boil down to ‘don’t make stupid decisions, Sage’.”
“Pretty much.”
“Great. I’m headed out.”
“Where?”
“I’m taking Addy to The Roadhouse.”
“So Aerin’s meeting her before us?!”
Sage shrugged at him as she backed into the elevator. “Aerin isn’t Tony Stark. Love you!”
“Yeah. love you too.”
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“Oh, this place is adorable!”
Sage grinned as Adeline positively gushed about The Roadhouse. “So what you’re talling me is that I picked a good first date spot?”
The brunette’s eyes sparkled as she whipped around to look at her girlfriend. “Is that what we’re officially making it?”
Sage shrugged. “If you want.”
“Yes! Yes! I definitely want!” She grabbed one of Sage’s hands in both of hers and yanked her further into the café. “Ohhh, Sage, this is perfect.”
“I’m glad you like it,” Sage replied quietly, seeming almost bashful.
Addy looked at her and nodded, as if deciding something, before pressing a soft kiss to her cheek and murmuring a soft “I love it.” and marching them to the counter. “Could I please have a medium, err, Legolas? And she’ll have-”
“A Moose @CherylBombshell?” Aerin finished, a smirk on their face.
“Um, no, a Sam Winchester today, actually.”
Aerin’s eyebrows rose. A medium matcha latte for Sage’s girlfriend(?) was no problem, but an extra large iced caramel mocha frappe with four shots of espresso? Sage would have a heart attack. “Sage, are you-”
She winked at them. “They don’t let me have alcohol yet, so I have to make do with espresso. Kidding. Mostly. Addy, this is Aerin, they’re amazing. Aerin, Addy, my girlfriend.” Sage paid while Adeline was distracted by introductions, and grinned when Aerin winked at her, having noticed the pointed distraction.
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“Sage! That is huge!”
Okay, so in hindsight, it had been an unwise order. In her defence, Sage had been meaning to switch up her order, and ordered the first thing that she’d seen after recovering from her cheek kiss induced blush. And now she was caught between a ‘that’s what she said’ and a misplaced comment about finishing. She settled for option three.
“Tell you what, if I start vibrating before the end of our date, you’re allowed to take it away from me. Deal?”
“Deal.”
They both grinned.