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Fix My Mechanical Heart

Mark smiled back at Kiora as their foreheads rested against each other. "Never. I'll never let you go," he whispered, pecking her lips.
 
Mark let out a content sigh of his own, resting his chin against Kiora's shoulder while he started to rub her back again.
 
"So, just out of curiosity," Mark said as he stood there with her. "When are we going out to that 'fancy restaurant' you briefly mentioned last night?"
 
Mark nodded, smiling to himself at Kiora's answer. "Okay," he whispered, turning his head to kiss her cheek.
 
Mark let out a soft hum, kissing Kiora's ear in response as he continued to hold Kiora against his chest.
 
Mark chuckled a bit as Kiora shuddered in his arms, kissing her on the cheek again. "You know... we should probably go back inside so you can put your pants back on," he said with a laugh.
 
Mark laughed again at Kiora's response. "Of course. As long as I'm with you, everything's alright." He really loved that about her. About how comfortable she was whenever he was there with her.
 
Mark also made a content hum of his own. "I know. That's why I love you," he told Kiora softly, leaning into her embrace.
 
Mark knew that this moment practically decided everything. That this was how things were meant to be. And and as much as he wanted to stay with Kiora right now... he wanted to do one more thing to make sure of this.


"I'm gonna go out for a while, okay?" Mark told her, pulling back and pecking her lips with a smile. "I'm just going to get us some more soda, and maybe some takeout. I'll be back soon."
 
Kiora smiled and hummed softly, leaning into him for a few seconds before releasing her grip on him. "Alright. " she said.
 
Mark nodded once at Kiora, smiling before letting his hands drop from her shoulders and walking past her over to the balcony door. Stepping inside their apartment room, he first went into his room to go and change, soon emerging in his usual attire before heading over to the door. He was going to try and make this as quick as he could so he wouldn't cause Kiora to worry about him.
 
Kiora lingered for a moment outside before heading back inside. She wandered around a bit, looking around. She smiled and decided to take a shower.
 
"Hm... What am I to do..."


Commander Kitonobe sat quietly in his office, leaning back into his chair with his hands folded behind his head and his eyes closed while he let out a sigh. So far, there hadn't been any sightings of the Wrecker being in the arena, and the press had finally stopped calling him in massive waves in order to try and get behind the story between Mark and Kiora. It was nowhere close to being a busy day for him, and it seemed like there wasn't anything to occupy him.


Until Mark showed up in his office a few minutes later.


"Ah, hello Mark!" the commander greeted brightly, standing up from his chair. "What brings you here?"
 
Kiora wondered if her boyfriend was really just getting soda, but she didn't think he would go fighting again, not with crooks around.
 
"Just dropping by to say hello, sir," Mark replied with a smile of his own, reaching over to shake the commander's hand. When Kitonobe pulled his arm away, he started to grin, making Mark raise an eyebrow.


"So, I hear you've gotten together with the head of the Queen's Court," he commented almost smugly, which made Mark sigh and turn away as a red tint made its way to his cheeks. "You too, huh?" the mech operator asked, to which the commander nodded. "Obviously. That was the breaking news last week, aside from you being injured by Crookes. Speaking of which, you've gotten better, right?" Turning back towards the commander, Mark nodded with a small smile.


"Yup. Although I'm still waiting for some of my ribs to recover, since they were hit pretty hard."


"Ah, good," Kitonobe said, nodding his head once in understanding with a smile of his own. However, Mark's expression soon became serious and he cleared his throat before speaking again.


"Um, sir... can I ask you something?" The commander's smile fell and he raised an eyebrow at Mark's inquiry. "Sure. What's it about?" Mark hesitated for a moment, afraid about how he was going to react before taking a deep breath and deciding to go ahead with what he'd planned on saying beforehand.


"It's about your daughter." At Mark's statement, the commander's eyebrow fell and his facial features relaxed, a small smile playing upon his lips.


"Ah. So she's told you, then."
 
Kiora sighed as she sat on the floor of the shower, letting the water run down her neck as she leaned back. "I hope he's alright." She mumbled to herself, closing her eyes.
 

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