Fix My Mechanical Heart

[IceQueen]

Kiora looked up at him, her breaths still short and shallow.

 

[grey987]

Mark stared back at her behind Hunter's headpiece. "I'm sorry. Are you okay?"

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora nodded weakly, coughing a few more times before she had the energy to move her head.

 

[grey987]

"That's enough sparring for today," Mark said as he placed a hand over Kiora's shoulder. "Let's just go back home."

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora nodded, leaning into his grasp tiredly.

 

[grey987]

Mark stayed there for a moment, letting Kiora catch her breath before picking her up and carrying her bridal style, beginning to run with her in his arms. His movement speed was a bit slower and his jump height had been reduced, but he was able to manage.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora looked up at him weakly as he ran, leaning into his arms. Even though he had hurt her again, she was glad that he had helped her.

 

[grey987]

In time, Mark reached the garage with Kiora, setting her down gently.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora could barely stand, but she pressed a button and the mech took on it's own life. It docked itself and opened the cockpit, her limp body falling out.

 

[grey987]

Mark caught Kiora before she could fall to the floor, holding her upright before embracing her in a soft hug while still inside his mech.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora sighed, leaning into the hug. "Thank you." She managed in a weak voice.

 

[grey987]

"Anytime," Mark whispered as he held her in his embrace for a while.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled and curled her knees up a bit so she was a small little ball in his arms.

 

[grey987]

Mark chuckled. "You always like to be this way with me, don't you?"

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora nodded slowly, curling into him. "It's warm." She mumbled.

 

[grey987]

Mark continued to hold Kiora there, although he felt that it would be better if he were out of his mech. For her sake, however, he stayed there for a little longer.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora eventually had the strength to move from his grasp and lean against the wall, waiting for him.

 

[grey987]

Mark opened Hunter's cockpit and stepped outside as his mech shut itself down. He then walked over to Kiora. "Need me to carry you again?" he asked with a smile.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora nodded lightly, half falling into him again.

 

[grey987]

Mark steadied Kiora before lifting her up by the backs of her knees to carry her bridal style again, heading up the stairs. Using his hand to open and close the door to their apartment while his arm stayed under her, he then walked to the couch, sitting down slowly with Kiora on his lap.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora leaned against him, feeling around her neck. She could tell she was going to have a bruise there and she sighed.

 

[grey987]

"I really am a careless idiot," Mark muttered to himself as he rubbed Kiora's head with one hand, his other hand resting on her stomach.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled a bit. "Don't beat yourself up over it." She mumbled.

 

[grey987]

"Why wouldn't I?" Mark asked. "I don't want to keep hurting you like this."

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled weakly at him. "Others would do much worse. They would sit there and watch." She said.