London calling: love respond (Zac and Tom)

Getting ready for new adventures

*Sigyn*
I close the oven just as the doorbell rings and a smile spread on my face as I go to open, knowing who is on the other side. On the way I cast a glimpse on myself in the mirror, blue eyes looking back at me.

"Hi Siggy darling". He says almost before I get the door open, a huge smile on his way to handsome face. "Looking gorgeous as ever".

"Well hi there Zaggy baby.. long time no see". I step aside for him to enter. "Thank you, you look handsome as always".

He walks inside, kicking of his shoes as he goes. "And who can I thank for that ?"

"Well.. me.. but I have a right to be proud of my work". I close the door. I am a personal dietist, cook and trainer and I worked with Zac getting him ready for Shazam, normally I work with athletes as I used to be one.

Laughing he shrugs out of his jacket showing off the almost to tight light grey sweater hugging his body in all the right places. "You do.. definitely".

"By the way, I watched Shazam like two days ago.. and my God.. it turned out amazing sweetie.. like I knew it would, because I was there when you made it.. but damn, seeing it all polished and put together.. wow.. congrats". I can't help smiling.

Pure happiness spread on his face and he pulls me in for a tight hug, a hug like only Zac can give them. "Thank you darling.. it means a lot coming from you. So thank you".

"Just speaking the truth.. and the world seem to agree, everyone is in love with you... and who can blame them ?" I let myself get buried in his embrace and the wide chest.

"Honestly it's a bit overwhelming.. like I am happy everyone loves it.. but like suddenly everyone wants to know everything and want me to do like every talkshow  and morning show out there.. it feels unreal". We walk side by side into my kitchen.

I nod, I kinda get it. Not that I have ever been famous in that way. But I used to be a figure skater, and compete internationally and I remember the attention and pressure after winning my first medal. "I know the feeling. But you deserve it all.. you worked hard for this".

"Thanks sweetie, not sure I could have done it without you". He folds himself down on one of the chairs and look around. "Nice kitchen".

"Thanks.. I am kinda sad to leave it". I say as I go to get two glasses.

I can feel his eyes on my back, I know he looks slightly confused. "Leave it ? Are you moving again ? Already ? Where to ?"

"Yeah I am.. for work". I shrug like it isn't a big deal, but it really is. "London.. in a week".

"Oh wow.. that's a big move.. a new client I am guessing.. much be someone special for you to go that far.. someone I know ?" He is still looking at me when I turn to walk back with the glasses.

I put down the glasses and walks towards the fridge. "White wine ?"

"Yes please". I feel those intelligent hazel eyes following me. "Why are you avoiding my question ?"

I turn around with a sigh, the bottle of white wine in my hand. "I can't tell you.. I can't tell anyone".

"Oh..". He bite his lip and I can literally see all the wheels turning, trying to connect the dots. "So it's above my paygrade.. interesting".

"Yeah much above you anything doll, so.. don't even try interrogating me.. I am not talking". I hand him the wine and the opener. "Now put those guns to good use".

He takes the bottle, making a show out of flexing his biceps, before opening the wine. "Voila my lady".

"Show off". I giggle, shaking my head. He is always fooling around and making fun.

"If you got 'em, flaunt 'em". He says wiggling his eyebrows, before pouring the wine. "You taught me that".

*Zac*
"So I am guessing you are still single then.. I mean moving to London and everything". I ask her, as we are sipping our wine.

"Oh most definitely, I am done with men". She takes a big gulp of her wine. "They are childish, stupid and unable to commit".

I clutch my heart. "Ouch.. we are not all like that you know.. okay childish I might be.. but hopefully not stupid and definitely not unable to commit".

"Sorry.. no you're not stupid.. and actually not childish either.. you are fun, playful and like.. in touch with your inner child.. but not childish in like the bad way.. but commitment .. hmm.. I mean you are single aren't you ?" She looks at me.

I blow out my breath slowly. "Yeah.. I am.. but it's not like I want to be.. it's just.. it's not easy.. finding the right woman.. and you don't want me".

"Oh stop it Zac". She gives me that look. "I thinks we like concluded like almost instantly that we were to be friends and nothing else".

I chuckle. "Yeah I know.. there was that one drunken kiss though..".

She groans. "You just had to go there didn't you.. Yeah I was drunk, I wanted to see what it felt like.. and it's not like you objected".

"Of course I didn't.. I mean .. I might have been a bit tipsy too.. I thought I was getting lucky". I wink at her.

"God you are so.. gross.. just be happy I can't slap you from here..". She makes a face. "And it only made me know for sure that friends is what we are".

"Good friends... the very best of friends". I lift my glass. "To the very best of friends and new adventures".

She raises her glass too. "I can toast to that".

"If you change your mind on men, I actually know a guy in London.. he is just your type.. and he is neither childish or dumb.. he is very handsome too". I tell her, as I put down the glass.

She shakes her head. "Nope I am not letting you set me up.. I am not that brave.. and let me guess he is an actor right ?"

"What's wrong with being an actor ? I'm an actor and you love me". I cock my head looking at her.

"Yeah let's not get ahead of ourselves.. I like you.. kinda". She wink at me. "Nothing wrong with actors.. I just don't want to date one".

I shake my head. "I know you love me.. like a lot.. so don't even start. I am going to miss you, when you are all the way over there, in jolly old London".

"When then you just have to pop by, we'll show London how to party". She laugh, pushing her sleeves up. And I noticed a bandage.

I lean over to take her hand, pointing to the bandage. "What did you do now ?"

"You say that like I get hurt all the time". She pouts. "But I kind of smacked a door on it.. nothing serious".

"You do.. I mean for someone who has been a professional figure skater you are the most clumsy and uncoordinated person I have ever met". I chuckle. "How do you smack a door on your own arm ?"

She makes a face. "I got distracted.. honestly I have no idea.. just kinda happened".

I shakes my head laughing. "Seriously girl, you need to focus or you'll end up in real trouble some day".