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Fix My Mechanical Heart

A couple more minutes later, having finished his conversation with the commander, Mark shot away from the building inside Hunter, locating a nearby Chinese restaurant with his mech's navigational system and heading over there as quickly as he could. He figured that he'd taken enough time, and he feared that if he took anymore then Kiora would go looking for him.
 
Kiora was out of the shower, drying off her hair as she changed into her clothes. She sighed and leaned back. "Where is he?" She wondered, looking at him.
 
A while more passed before Mark finally arrived in the garage, stepping out of Hunter and taking the box of Sprites and the two bags of takeout that were in the mech's arms, letting out a deep exhale as he walked up the steps to his and Kiora's apartment room. He felt exhausted from all the movement he used in order to pilot Hunter and was drained of quite a bit of his energy. When he eventually made it up the steps, he tapped lightly on the door with his foot since his hands were full.
 
Kiora heard the tapping at the door and she smiled, going to open it. "Hey." She said softly, pecking his lips and taking the sprite cans.
 
"Hey," Mark greeted with a smile, going to set the takeout bags on the counter. "Sorry I took so long. It was just that Hunter's navigational system was a bit faulty, so I didn't really know where I was going for a while," he said with a laugh. But that was a complete lie; the system was fine and had no faults or glitches whatsoever.
 
Kiora smiled. "Well then, it was probably something easy to fix, but for now." she said, walking over to him and started unpacking the takeout. "You want to eat?" She asked.
 
Mark nodded, leaning over to kiss Kiora's cheek as he got out a box for himself. "Yeah, I'm actually pretty hungry right now," he said as he opened up his takeout box before getting himself a pair of chopsticks.
 
Mark took a seat beside Kiora, smiling and kissing her cheek again before breaking apart his chopsticks, grabbing a couple of noodles between them before slurping them up.
 
Kiora smiled and kissed his cheek back softly before she began to eat her noodles, taking a few of his while she was at it.
 
Mark gave Kiora a mock glare, laughing before reaching over to her box and taking some of her noodles as well. "Always gotta take some of mine, huh?" he asked with a chuckle before eating the noodles he'd stolen. He didn't mind it, though; it actually made eating food interesting.
 
Kiora smiled. "Of course." She said to him, taking a large bite of her own noodles. "These are good noodles." She mumbled.
 
"They are, aren't they?" Mark responded with a smile, taking another group of noodles in between his chopsticks before placing them in his mouth, humming with satisfaction at the taste as he chewed on them before swallowing.
 
Mark grinned and reached out with his chopsticks as Kiora pulled hers away, taking back his stolen noodles and leaving smaller pieces for her. "Not this time," he chuckled before placing the noodles in his mouth.
 
Kiora glared at him, placed the small noodles in her mouth before stealing a large chuck and swallowing them in one go.
 
Mark laughed at what Kiora had done and turned back to his own box, taking out some of what was left of his takeout. "You know, I get the feeling that if I let you, you'll also eat my takeout along with yours," he chuckled before taking a bite out of his noodles.
 
Mark chuckled again, taking a moment to slurp up the last of his noodles before standing up and going to throw his empty box away. "So are we going to stay here and cuddle for the day until we fall asleep, or what?" he asked as he walked over to Kiora.
 
Kiora smiled and got up, tossing her box away before reaching her hands up to loop them around his neck. "Hmm, maybe." She said softly.
 
Mark smiled back at her, giving Kiora's lips a brief kiss. "I guess I didn't need to ask," he murmured.
 
Looking into Kiora's eyes for a moment, Mark proceeded to give her cheek and jawline a light kiss, before his lips found hers again and pressed against them.
 
Mark slid his left arm around Kiora's embrace, holding her in a loose embrace as he beat her to the punch and lifted a hand to weave his fingers through the crimson locks of her hair.
 

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