A black tie adventure with doesntsing

[allbedestroyed]

For a man whose perfect day involves hiking out into the wilderness alone to track a rare animal, an evening at a fancy party is not something to look forward to. The only consolation is in having good company to share it with. Making sure his friend has a good time is a much better goal than schmoozing the other guests.

After going through the ordeal of renting a tuxedo, and a car, he's around to pick Miriam up at the address she provided. Muldoon is uncomfortable in the unfamiliar clothing, and apprehensive about surviving an upper class dinner, but at least he knows he'll be in some good company. Worst comes to worst, Miriam will have some extra material to work with for her shows.

Ringing the doorbell, Muldoon tries not to look as awkward as he feels.

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[allbedestroyed]

"I'll practice not looking shocked," he teases drily.

Midge gets full use of the bathroom for as long as she wants. In the meantime the warden finishes off the last dregs of the whiskey floating about before he stacks the glasses. Then he throws on a dressing gown and starts tidying up. Midge's clothes first, and everything that can be hung up, is, as neatly as possible. His own clothes follow after, since he will have to return the suit.

Only once everything is tidy, shoes tucked aside, clothes prepped for the following day, does Muldoon refresh his water and wait for Midge.

[doesntsing]

Midge foregoes taking a shower, but uses some soap and tissues to remove her makeup and clean her face. It’s not the same as her makeup remover at home, and she hates putting harsh soap on her face, but it will have to do. Sleeping in makeup is worse for her skin. She freshens herself up a bit, then returns to a changed bedroom.

“Oh,” she says, looking around. “You cleaned up.”

There’s that fastidiousness again. Even her bra and underwear are folded and tucked away.

“Were you in the military?”

[allbedestroyed]

Well he got caught pretty quickly. The accurate observation keeps his smile in place, though.

"For a few years. Every man on my father's side has served, so I was well prepared. If the war hadn't happened I think my mother might have managed to insist I avoid joining."

He pauses for a moment before adding, "You still look beautiful."

[doesntsing]

“You were in the war?” she asks. “Britain, I’m sure. Navy? Air Force?”

When he tells her that she looks beautiful, a grin slowly crosses her face. She ducks her head a little and blushes. “Thank you.” Midge reminds herself that he’s not the type to lie about something like that.

“Ah.. do you have a shirt that I could borrow to sleep in?” she asks. That way she hopefully won’t have to worry about getting cold in the night.


[ OOC: thank you for being willing to AU him to her time period. I know we never discussed that, but I appreciate it. I love historical AUs. ]

[allbedestroyed]

"British forces, part of the North African campaign. But I kept my feet firmly on the ground."

To her question he just nods and heads to his luggage to start looking for something suitable. Unfortunately he doesn't have much in the way of comfortable clothing. After a bit of looking he presents her with two options, one in either hand.

"A blue button-up or a plain t-shirt," he offers. "Which would you like?"

((No problem! The AU is just begging to be used! Just had to do some maths. Plus one of my favourite pics of his PB is 50s setting military, so living the dream!))

[doesntsing]

“No planes or boats for you?” Midge asks with a smile. “Thank you for your service.” The British stood alone against the Nazis for a year until the US joined the war. She can’t help but respect that.

“T-shirt,” she replies, taking it from him. It’s big enough on her that it hangs down to about her hips. Perfect.

While he finishes doing whatever else he needs to do, Midge gets back into the bed. It feels oddly domestic, getting ready for bed with him like this. Despite the fact that she and Robert are still getting to know each other, she’s very comfortable with him and with this whole situation.

[allbedestroyed]

"You're welcome. And no. I'm much better on land than anywhere else." He's gotten well versed at keeping talk of the war superficial. Although he had practice from a much younger age than most at filtering out less than acceptable topics.

With her out of the bathroom he takes the opportunity to clean himself up and get ready for bed. He'll even oblige any late night cuddling she might want to do. As if he would deny her anything.

[doesntsing]

She won’t ask questions, at least not tonight. Most people who were in the war don’t like talking about it. From what little she’s heard, she can’t blame them. She’s met Holocaust survivors and hearing about their experiences is hard enough.

When he returns to bed, Midge indeed cuddles up to his side, tentatively at first. “Thank you for showing a girl a good time tonight.”

[allbedestroyed]

He might not be cuddly, but he does enjoy knowing he's taken care of her tonight. Though his display of gratitude worked out rather nicely for him as well.

"Thank you for saving me from the bloodthirsty upper class."

[doesntsing]

“Of course,” Midge replies with a grin. “Anytime.”

She leans over to kiss him, her lips lingering on his for a moment before pulling back and settling down next to him.

“Goodnight.”