Behold: her cooking powers! She is faster and more efficient than any of the appliances she's replacing. And kind of smug about it, she hasn't gotten to do this yet!

"Oh that's really interesting, how do you do that?"

"Cooking? I mean it's heat, and - okay so it's easier for me to watch exothermic reactions than to affect them, I have actually sometimes gotten sniped looking at how things get cooked, or grilled or something? But I'm watching for the, er, way the... there's a texture change is I guess the best way to explain it? There are some things I might mess up with and either undershoot or overshoot, but. It's ramen. It's hard to mess up heating up ramen."

"...well, fair enough."

Smile! "Let me know if I cooled it off too much or not enough, I brought down the temperature a bit from boiling after it... felt... after it did the... texture thing. I don't know how to explain the texture thing. But it did it."

He laughs and kisses the top of her head then gets to eating.

It's absolutely a good temperature. She knows, because she can have some of her own. Nom nom nom.

And then she is happy to just snuggle. Snuggles are nice.

But soon enough: one more dungeon. The last one for the day.

Yeah. And she's got a medical appointment to get to.

"See you later," she says with a smile and a little goodbye kiss.

So it turns out that IUDs can in fact be inserted on the same day of a consultation appointment, in certain cases like when the female esper with a male esper partner who she's sexually active with and loudly saying, "HELP PLEASE I NEED THIS YESTERDAY." Possibly other demographics would have less of a fastline to getting their uterus stabbed. She didn't exactly ask 'Hey, actually, does everyone with a uterus get this opportunity?' she was just going, 'Oh my god, yes, I will go without painkillers if it will make it happen literally now.'

(She did, actually, get painkillers. It still hurt like an absolute bitch even with them, so she's actually glad the doctor stared at her like she was an idiot and insisted she wait an hour for painkillers. Smart doctor, full marks.)

She teleports back to her hotel room (because she just had a painful and invasive medical procedure and if that's not a justification for wasting teleportation juice and money, she doesn't know what is), raids the little activated heat packs she bought earlier that day for her backlash, and spends a little while lying down. Then lying down is boring, and she gets to sorting through her now completed (by the hotel!) laundry.

Then she has nothing to really do. Is Tae-gun out of his dungeon yet? No? Damn it. Is there anything on TV? No. Damn it.

......

There's a really pretty nightie that she bought that she absolutely wants to wear to see the reaction in Tae-gun, that she should totally not put on now. She should not. Absolutely not. That would be so, so, so stupid, she's supposed to wait twenty four hours before anything at all interacts with the relevant area of uterus stabbing but but but Tae-gun's probably going to want to fuck her anyway and it's not that the IUD wouldn't be effective (it is not the hormonal kind), it's that there's the risk of infection, which, like, she's pretty sure espers are resistant to infection anyway, right. ... She Googles it. Yes, espers are more resistant to infection than baseline humans. Right. It was predominantly a recommendation for her comfort thing. And she's a little tender, sure, but after the heat pack wore out she's felt fine. And there will be some sort of sex related thing anyway with Tae-gun, that is his stated preferred method of guiding, and Hye-jin certainly isn't going to say, 'No, absolutely not, let us not immediately take advantage of the painful medical procedure I just had for this thing.' Being railed sounds like a great way to forget the cold painful touch of the speculum. At least to her, probably she's weird.

She packs a set of clothes and heads to Tae-gun's place, to spare him showing up when his partner isn't there to fix things. The nightie comes with, because, because she just, it, look it's pretty and it's a lovely shade of green and she's weak, okay, she's weak. She's weak and she's going to do stupid things and she might give herself an internal infection but WHO CARES she has spent so much energy being SO CAREFULLY SENSIBLE even though it was really hard, and damn it, now she cannot! get! pregnant!!! She has an incredibly hot S-rank partner who asks excellent questions and the only thing stopping her from taking full advantage of this is the minimal chance of infection!

Anyway so that's why when Tae-gun arrives to his house, it's to Hye-jin lounging on his couch in sexy lingerie.

wha

Yessssssss she's being so dumb but that dumbass look on his face makes it so worth it.

"Hi!" she chirps, grinning. "Turns out you can get same-day IUD insertion, so guess what I have now!"

What she has now is Korea's only S-rank esper on top of her. What she doesn't have now is that nightie anymore. That's gone faster than you can say "dungeon".

She finds this so hot that she doesn't even mind.

(Also she can just get another one, she remembers where she got it. There's even an online site she can order it in multiple colors, for variety, even though objectively the green was the best one. Why is this what the last percentage of her brain that is thinking sensibly is thinking? Because shut up, it was doing a lot and it's tired.)

Anyway carry on, she has things to experience in new places now!

That she does. He figures that his clothes are also unnecessary and he does not particularly want to get rid of them in the normal ways either so, you know, at least he's equal opportunity in his wanton destruction of garments.

And then he's kissing her, desperately, hungrily, because, because—because.

She makes a little needy sound in the back of her throat and kisses him back, and pulls herself towards him with her legs wrapped around him in a way that makes it really quite clear what she's aiming for, here. Get to it, Mr. S-rank with the backlash that does some magical bullshit to throw refractory periods out of the window, she wishes! To! Experience things!!!!

Oh. Okay.

Well, her wish is his command, obviously. She can have all of him.

Yesssssssssssssssss~

So uh the bedframe is broken. Again.

It's honestly mortifying whenever that happens, and extra mortifying how often it happens.

What about the depression they made in his wall from when he fucked her against it, is that mortifying, too?

His partner in destruction is blissfully out, possibly for the next week.

YES. YES THAT IS MORTIFYING TOO. AS IS THE VASE. AND THE CENTER TABLE IN THE LIVING ROOM. THOSE ARE ALSO MORTIFYING AUGHHHH.

Zzzzzzz~

Well.

He's at zero now but he's not particularly wanting to sleep. If nothing else he needs, uh, dinner. So. He'll... see about disentangling from her and figuring that out.

Nnnmmmmnnn she'll allow this.

Zzzzzzzzzz...