Mar. 25th, 2025 10:40 pmAirport goodbyes with
Airport goodbyes with
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There wasn't really much to pack. Muldoon is an efficient traveller, and an even more efficient packer. Everything was already pretty much tidied away before he'd turned his attention to it, and that was even after he'd spent 'too long' at work, and then spent another while focusing intently on paperwork.
It was all an attempt at distraction, of course. A futile attempt, at that. He'd enjoyed his time with Midge while he was here. Far more than he'd ever expected. Too much, really. It makes going back to Kenya difficult. Even though he longs for the barest hint of wilderness, he also wants to go to her next show, he wants to surprise her with a late night date, he wants to be able to call and check on her the next day. All in all, it's much, much easier to focus his attention on work.
He is so deep in his own head that it takes him a moment to acknowledge the knock on his door. When he swings it open both happiness and surprise flash across his features, though he's quicker to hide the first.
"Midge! What are you doing here? It's two in the morning!"
It was all an attempt at distraction, of course. A futile attempt, at that. He'd enjoyed his time with Midge while he was here. Far more than he'd ever expected. Too much, really. It makes going back to Kenya difficult. Even though he longs for the barest hint of wilderness, he also wants to go to her next show, he wants to surprise her with a late night date, he wants to be able to call and check on her the next day. All in all, it's much, much easier to focus his attention on work.
He is so deep in his own head that it takes him a moment to acknowledge the knock on his door. When he swings it open both happiness and surprise flash across his features, though he's quicker to hide the first.
"Midge! What are you doing here? It's two in the morning!"
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“I’m already planning to come visit,” she says, “in a few months or so. I’ll have to arrange some things first.”
She’ll need to check on what gigs she has scheduled and make sure that Joel can take care of the kids.
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"You are?" He doesn't mean to sound so surprised, but... it's a very long way.
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“Yes,” she replies. “Unless… you don’t want me to?”
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"No!" He's quick to try and correct that assumption. "That would be wonderful! I just... I just didn't expect you to, that's all. It's not a small trip."
Here he hesitates, looking her over, trying to gauge her reaction as he talks. "We didn't exactly make any decisions about the future, either."
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She nods, conceding that they probably do need to talk about that. “It’s hard to make plans right now, considering that we live such different lives,” Midge says. “All I can say is that I feel very strongly about you, Robert. I don’t want to just let you go.”
Midge searches his face, trying to tell if he feels the same way.
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But then she's talking about them. About a relationship. It feels like his heart is about to thump through his chest. How is this scarier than facing off a lion?
The idea of being with Midge, long term, is an exciting prospect. The practicalities... not so much. Although it's not as if, given the choice between Midge and anyone else, he would choose anyone else right now. That's not really what he's worried about. It's a comparatively glamorous life in New York. In the weeks between now and her visit, Midge could well be dazzled by a young man, and he'd be too far away to remind her of them.
"Alright," he says after a swallow. The shifting of his eyes betrays his overthinking, until they settle on Midge again. "If we do this, we're being sensible about it. No messing each other over. If you find someone else, or if I do," he adds as if an afterthought, "Then we tell each other. No stringing each other along."
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“I know it’s not easy. Long-distance never is. But I can’t throw away what you’ve meant to me over the past two weeks. This is the happiest I’ve been in years. Even if it ultimately doesn’t work out… I can’t not try, Robert.”
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"This is the happiest I've been in years, too," he echoes, and finds himself surprised at his own admission. He hadn't really realised it until she'd said that. Hopefully she'll excuse his slightly bewildered expression. He's not used to confronting intense, intimate emotions like this.
He blinks at refocuses on her. "I suppose we'd better try, then."
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She smiles at his response, as well as the look on his face. “I suppose we should,” Midge says. “You seem surprised that you might actually be happy.” Leaning in, she gives him a gentle kiss. “Don’t you deserve to be happy?”
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"Sure." Though it's a somewhat dismissive 'sure'. Somewhat distracted, too, with that kiss. "I'm just more used to being content than happy."
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She doesn’t want to get ahead of herself, but he deserves a wife to come home to. Midge might not win housewife of the year, but she can take care of him and still have her career.
He doesn’t just deserve any wife either. He deserves her. Young and beautiful and full of energy. Midge truly believes that.
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Neither of them are the type to stick around a house for too long. It could work out nicely, the two of them off on their own adventures, returning to each other to rest. If they could stick on the same continent for a bit, anyway.
"I want you to be happy where ever you are," he tells her. "But I'd be lying if I didn't hope you were a bit happier with me."
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Midge sighs, feeling some relief. “I’m glad to hear that. I was worried that you might just want to consider this a fling…”
That would be the most convenient thing to do, but her heart won’t allow it. Thankfully, it seems like he feels the same way.
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The mention of a fling makes him look ever so slightly guilty. "I thought that's what this was, at first. It's what usually happens when someone travels so much. But then we met again, and again. I was hoping that it wasn't a passing thing when you were happy to meet up so much."
It would be easier, much easier, if this were just a fling. But Midge is an extremely rare woman. She's beautiful, sharp, curious, and funny. Most of all, she's not put off by work dragging him to another continent. That's an impressive kind of resolve.
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Midge grins up at him. “I’m not saying that being together will be easy, but I want to try.”
As much as she loves New York and it will always be home to her, there’s a whole world out there to see. She hopes that one day, she’ll be traveling the world for work as well.
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"I do too, I'm just still a little surprised by it. I've never believed someone when they've said that before," he explains. "But you? I would never bet against you in anything."
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“What was it you called me?” she asks, her face screwed up in thought. “Delightfully stubborn?”
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"That sounds about right on all accounts."
He glances at his watch and sighs. "I should start moving. I don't trust the traffic."
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She echoes his sigh, but nods. “Can I help you carry anything down?”
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He steps away and sets his hat on his head before hefting his bag over his shoulder. He travels rather lightly, aside from his weapons which he picks up in a heavier case.
"You could get the door, though," he suggests. It's one small way for her to help, and he knows she wants to help.
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When Midge sees Robert carrying his gun case, the corner of her mouth curves up in a smile. “You gonna leave that rifle with me?” she asks jokingly.
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"You're dangerous enough without it," he jokes back. She does have a gift for putting him in a good mood. Already he's back to smothering his smile as he heads out of the room and down the corrido. "Are things going to be busy for you?"
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They get into the elevator. “Actually, they will be,” she says. “I’m going on tour with Shy Baldwin as his opening act.”
Having a lady comedian as an opening act for a rhythm and blues singer is kind of a strange choice, but Midge can’t say no to the exposure she’ll get out of it.
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It takes Muldoon a moment to remember who that is before his brow shoots up. "That's a big name. Congratulations! You're going to be very busy, then!"
Good. Good, she needs to be busy. It will make them being apart easier for her. It definitely won't be tempting as she travels around with a famous singer, and tours around cities with their pick of handsome men. Well. At least they'll find out how long their relationship lasts this way.
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“Thanks!” Midge grins at him. “I’m very excited. It’s going to be a short tour though, so I should be able to come visit you by spring.”
No, she’s not going to forget about that. Midge is already looking forward to it.
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