Day 14
Prompt: Valentines day
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"I fucking hate valentines day"
Claire looks up from the report she's working on to see Moira glaring at an advert on the TV filled with hearts and bright colours. It's one for valentines day obviously showing the great deals on at the store on chocolates and teddies. By the time it's over Moira is literally giving the TV a death glare.
Claire isn't too fond of valentines day herself but never has she caught herself glaring at the TV because of it. Sure it's over commercialized and she's never really had a serious relationship because she's married too her work but she doesn't hate it. Claire still makes a mental note not to buy Moira a card like she was thinking to all the same.
"It's so stupid like fuck the whole paying more for everything because it's a certain day of the year seriously fuck that"
"You just hate everything, don't you?" Claire asks, deciding to just give up on finishing her work for just now.
"Some things, not everything. I mean you're pretty all right" Moira replies with a wink. Claire simply rolls her eyes.
"You're way worse at flirting than anyone I've ever known"
Moira simply laughs, turning fully to look at Claire "I think you win the award for worse at flirting since your tactic was literally to just stare at me until I noticed you"
Claire's face heats up and she feels like she's a little kid again under the eyes of someone she likes " I did not, you're making that up"
"Oh come on, we both know If I hadn't made the first move we'd both be moping around avoiding each other because we're shit at admitting our feelings"
Claire's about to reply with what an outrageous statement that is when she realises Moira's completely right. But she's too proud to admit that of course.
"So Moira, if you hate valentines day so much what do you suggest we do for it?"
Moira doesn't even miss a beat before replying with a smirk pulled tight across her face. "How about we eat take out and fuck for the entire day?"
Of course Claire is mid drink when Moira says this and about chokes on her coffee "Moira!" she groans between coughs, ready to die of embarrassment.
"What? You did ask"
Claire rolls her eyes once again deciding it's time to get back to work and not give Moria the satisfaction of letting her seeing how red her face is. "It feels like I'm dating a twelve year old sometimes…"
"A fucking cute twelve year old though right?"
"Oh my god Moira shut up"