Chapter Text
“Two weeks?” Moe asks.
“Approximately.” Kling says.
Moe’s eyerows raise in surprise. Two weeks on the road with Kling sounds crazy. Like, crazy crazy-- in more ways than one. Crazy as in amazing, awesome, the most fun Moe could imagine. But also crazy as in ‘oh my God, I’m gonna be attached to this wack-job at the hip for fourteen days’. Which Moe can’t exactly complain about. But she doesn’t let on that she likes the idea, instead propping her elbows up on the table and pursing her lips.
“Why?”
Kling taps her nails against the map. It's spread across their two-person dining table, the ends falling off the sides. She shrugs. “Dunno. We have a month to ourselves, and you said you wanted to visit NYC. And I thought, why take a flight when we can drive, and see so many more places?”
“A flight is cheaper?” Moe offers. Kling slides money across the table; it’s only a couple hundred bucks, and not enough for a trip. But then Kling also pulls out her credit card and slaps that down. The confident grin she’s shooting is borderline obnoxious.
“I’ve got more than enough.”
“I’ll pay too.” Moe interjects immediately. The thought of Kling just dealing out several hundred actually terrifies Morgan. The older girl is just not good with money sometimes, as the various QVC items shoved into their closets attest to.
Kling grins. “I figured that, which means we have double more than enough.”
“So you were relying on my amazingness to have this trip work out?” Moe asks, a smirk teasing its way to her face. Kling shrugs again and reaches across the table to intertwine her fingers with Morgan’s.
“Number one: amazingness is not a word. And yes, I was slightly relying on my amazing, supportive girlfriend who really wants to spend two weeks driving to New York City with her equally as amazing and hopeful, pleading, begging--” Kling doesn’t get the rest of her sentence out. Moe is laughing too hard to hear it anyway; she pulls Kling’s hand closer, allowing her lips to graze the shorter girl’s knuckles.
“Fine. I’ll go on a stupid road trip with you, alright? Are you happy now?”
“When I’m with you, I’m always happy.” Kling states. It’s so cheesy and stupid that Morgan’s eyes roll involuntarily.
“Alright, that was cute, I’ll give you that.” Moe’s face turns a little more serious. “But babe, do you have this planned out, or are we just gonna wing it? Because I don’t want to end up in Michigan or something.”
“I have a general idea.” Kling answers. “We may make a few pit stops along the way, but I know where I want us to go.”
Kling gets up from the table and walks over to Morgan, wrapping her arms around the younger girl’s midsection. Morgan immediately leans into the touch-- Kling’s hugs are the best. Kling presses a kiss to Morgan’s cheek and nuzzles into her neck. “Relax. I’ve got this. It’s going to be the best two weeks of your life, Moe.”
Morgan hums. “I’m sure it will be.”
“We leave tomorrow.” Kling tells her girlfriend, ruffling her hair. “So pack some pretty clothes and bring your pretty self to the car. Noon at the latest. Okay?”
“Sounds good.” Kling gives her a final kiss before trotting out of the room, her chin held up proudly. Morgan props her elbow up on the table and her eyes follow Kling the entire way.