Fix My Mechanical Heart

[grey987]

Mark eventually came back up to the apartment, taking a seat on the couch and watching the TV in the meantime.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora took her shower, coming out of the shower to realize she had dropped her clothes. She groaned and walked out of the bathroom, looking for them with a towel wrapped around her body.

 

[grey987]

Mark turned back for a moment as Kiora exited with a towel wrapped around her. "I guess you forgot your clothes," he presumed as he turned back to the television.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora blushed and nodded. "Yeah." She said, seeing them on the floor of her room and swooping them up and shutting the door.

 

[grey987]

Mark lay back on the couch as a smile crossed his face. He was looking forward to his night out with Kiora.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora came out in a traditional Chinese gown that seemed to fit her with her hair in two little buns.

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[grey987]

As Mark turned backwards again, his gaze was frozen on Kiora as he looked at her from head to toe. She was no doubt very stunning; he hadn't expected such a formal display. "Man... you look great," he marvelled.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiroa blushed, twirling a strand of hair. "Thanks." She mumbled quietly.

 

[grey987]

Mark stared for a moment longer, before shaking his head to snap himself out of his trance. Clearing his throat, he stood up. "Okay then, my turn. I'll try not to take long," he smiled as he went to go get his clothes and entered the bathroom from there, closing the door behind him.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora sat down on the couch and waited for him.

 

[grey987]

After finishing up with his shower, Mark dried himself off and exited from the bathroom wearing a simplistic Chinese jacket and black dress pants.

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[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled, her gaze locked on him as soon as he exited the bathroom. She got up and kissed his cheek, her hand sliding down from his elbow to his hand, where her fingers intertwined with his.

 

[grey987]

"Well then, hot stuff," Mark smiled as he kissed Kiora's forehead and held her hand in his. "Shall we leave?"

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora giggled a bit. "Sure, let's go hot stuff."

 

[grey987]

"Hey, that's my nickname for you," Mark chuckled as he led the way out. "Don't steal it."

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled. 'I have all right to use it when you look jaw droopingly gorgeous."

 

[grey987]

"Why, thank you very much," Mark answered, walking down the stairs still hand-in-hand with her. "But it's still my nickname for you."

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled. 'Alright. I will try not to use it too much."

 

[grey987]

Mark eventually led them both out of the doorway of the building and into the city, the sky carrying an orange glow as the sun began to set.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled, holding his hand tightly. "It's so pretty." She commented, leaning into him.

 

[grey987]

"Yeah, it is," Mark agreed with a grin, briefly looking down at Kiora. "And so are you."

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora blushed, tossing her head so her bangs covered her blushing face.

 

[grey987]

"Don't hide your face," Mark cooed with a now large smile as he used his free hand to brush her bangs aside as they walked side by side. "You look so adorable."

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora looked up at him, her rosy cheeks matching the color of her eyes and her hair as the sunset cascaded over her face,

 

[grey987]

Mark's smile was no longer teasing. It was now warm and heart-felt as he examined the details of her face. "Yep. Definitely beautiful," he commented quietly as he turned to look ahead of him again.