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Fix My Mechanical Heart

Mark hummed in acknowledgement. "Okay. Drinks aside, though, would there be anything you want to do? We could just work on the mechs, if you're so keen on not having me fight in one just yet."
 
"That sounds nice," Mark said with a warm smile, pecking her lips. Then he thought about something for a moment. "I wonder if, by any chance, our moment at the restaurant last night managed to make it to the news..." he mumbled. That would just make it harder for them to go unrecognized.
 
"Should have proposed to you outside of the restaurant," Mark said to himself with a dry chuckle. "But either way... at least we're engaged, now."
 
Kiora smiled. "So let the whole world know, I don't care. At the least now I won't get stupid fan letters from men asking me out." She said.
 
Mark laughed at Kiora's remark. "Right, I assume that you got those all the time before I came into the picture," he said with an amused grin.
 
Mark chuckled, pecking Kiora's cheek. "At least you don't have to deal with them anymore, now that you have me," he whispered.
 
Mark let out a gentle hum while he closed his eyes, moving his hand over to Kiora's back and rubbing it back and forth at a relaxed pace.
 
"I agree," Mark murmured, kissing the top of her head while he continued with the subtle gesture. "I love being beside you."
 
Mark let out another hum, letting a smile pull at the edges of his lips. "I know you do," he whispered. After a brief moment of blissful silence between the two, he chuckled and added, "I guess that's why you never want me going out to try and fight again."
 
Mark laughed at Kiora's response. "Right. I won't do that again," he said with a smile. "I should be fully recovered soon, anyway."
 
Mark smiled at Kiora, patting her head once before closing his eyes and mumbling another "Love you", drifting off to sleep a few moments later.
 
The next morning, Mark woke up early, having gotten most of his rest from the nap he'd taken last night. Since Kiora's hands were now resting on the bed beside his chest instead of having her arms wrapped around his waist, he decided to slip quietly out of bed, putting on his boxers before seeing his dress clothes scattered across the floor. He let a soft sigh pass through his lips, unable to believe the sorts of setbacks he'd come face to face with. Nonetheless, he proceeded to attend to them, picking them up and folding them neatly on the space of the bed beside Kiora before tucking them into his clothing drawer and looking for a new set of clothes to wear.


 
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