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Fix My Mechanical Heart

"Aw, how sweet of you," Mark cooed, playfully nuzzling into Kiora's cheek with his nose before spearing one of her strips of bacon with his fork and pulling it back. "Unfortunately, I'm not as sweet," he laughed before biting into the strip.
 
Kiora glared at him and took the other end, biting it off. "That isn't fair." She said, taking his piece of back.
 
Mark laughed as he turned back to his own plate, picking up one of his own bacon strips with his forks. "I can be quite sly myself," he chuckled as he bit out of the strip.
 
"I know you do," Mark said, turning to look at her with a smile. "Because it turns out that you're a nice girl who cares about the people she loves." He then ate what was left of the strip on his fork, chewing it and savoring the taste before swallowing it.


 
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Kiora blushed darkly, looking down. "And you are really sensitive and nice." She said to him, kissing his cheek.
 
Mark couldn't help it when his face began to turn into the shade of a tomato, quickly averting his gaze and mumbling a "Thanks" before spearing his fork into his last strip of bacon.
 
Mark's face started to turn an even darker shade of red, matching Kiora's hair as he quietly bit into his strip of bacon. He couldn't recall her ever being able to make him this embarrassed. "I'm anything but cute," he mumbled in an attempt to defend himself.
 
Mark looked over at Kiora, smiling at her and pecking her lips as the color in his face started to fade away. "Thanks, hot stuff," he said before eating the rest of his bacon strip.
 
Mark chuckled, eating up the rest of his egg before gathering their dishes and going to the sink with them so that he could wash them.
 
Spending a minute to wash the plates and forks, Mark walked over to the couch and stood behind it, draping his arms loosely around Kiora's shoulders and giving her cheek a kiss. "So, shall we head down to the garage?" he asked.
 
Mark kissed Kiora back for the brief moment that their lips met, smiling as he walked around to the front of the couch and extended his hand for her to take.
 
Mark gave Kiora a peck on her lips, taking her by the hand and leading her to the door of their apartment room. Opening it, he led them outside and headed down the steps with her.
 
Kiora smiled and pulled him down the steps playfully, laughing at him. She finally got to the shop and opened the door, smiling at him.
 
Mark also laughed while Kiora pulled him down the steps, making sure not to fall over as he tried to keep an even pace with her. When they made it down to the garage, he gave her another peck on the lips before walking over to his mech.
 
Kiora pecked his lips back before she parted to her mech and started working on the ice she had put in her mech last time.
 
"So how are we doing today, Hunter?" Mark asked, causing the mech to become responsive and answer with a system rundown.


"Most system functionalities are fully operational. The only issue is with the thrusters; some circuits appear to have been damaged due to overuse." Mark hummed thoughtfully before moving behind Hunter, detaching his mech's rear leg plates.


"Gotcha. Workin' on that right now," he replied before working on a circuit. That was when he realized that Hunter's report contradicted his lie about the mech's navigational system having not fully worked yesterday. He could only hope that Kiora wouldn't notice that detail.
 
Kiora was a little suspicious about the navigation system, but she figured he must have passed though a dead zone or something as she continued to work on the arm, her hair tied back in a bun.
 

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