Fix My Mechanical Heart

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled and pressed her nose into the crook of his neck.

 

[grey987]

A low hum sounded in Mark's throat and he closed his eyes again, keeping Kiora pressed against him.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled and hummed back happily.

 

[grey987]

About 15 minutes later, Mark had taken a shower and was dressed back in his usual clothes, going back to his room to check up on Kiora. "I won't be long, okay? I'll see you later."

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora nodded, curling up in the bed. She smiled at the thought of waking up every day like this, but she wasn't sure he would want that.

 

[grey987]

Mark headed down to the garage, powering on his mech and stepping inside of it with a smile. "Where's Kiora?" Hunter asked curiously. Mark rolled his shoulders back a few times.


"Still recovering," he answered before boosting outside. "I'm honestly not too sure when she's going to get better; she was hurt pretty bad."


"Hm. I see." Mark had scaled up a building and was now travelling along the city rooftops as he usually did, feeling good that he was able to move around like this once more. He leaped through the air, somersaulting onto yet another rooftop before continuing to run.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora eventually got up and went to got take a warm shower. Certainly the hot water would help her a bit.

 

[grey987]

Mark continued to travel from building to building, his pace more relaxed as he jogged along the rooftops. However, he was suddenly stopped in the middle of a rooftop as another mech unexpectedly landed in front of him. He stood there in front of it and narrowed his eyes in confusion when he saw which one it was.


The defensive mech that was at the arena four days ago.


"You and I need to talk," the user told him, their voice remaining altered by the mech.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora had little to no idea what was going on, but the shower was helping. She couldn't help think of the hazy memories of four days ago, when that person had saved her.

 

[grey987]

At least 15 minutes had passed. Mark soon arrived back in the garage, stumbling as he landed inside. Hunter was covered in scratches and the glowing eyes on its headpiece were flickering every now and then.


"Hunter... open cockpit."

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora was starting to get a bit worried, but she chastised herself for thinking this way.

 

[grey987]

The door to the apartment soon opened, lightly hitting the wall beside it as Mark stood there leaning against the doorway, his hair ruffled and his head facing down as he gave a ghostly sounding wheeze.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora turned and rushed over, putting a hand on his shoulder to brace him. "Hey, are you alright?" She asked.

 

[grey987]

Mark's head remained lowered for a moment, and when he lifted it, a bruise beside his left eye became apparent as well as a narrow gash on his forehead and some dried blood beneath his nose and between his lower lip and chin.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora put a gentle hand to his face, staring into his eyes before looping her arm underneath his weight. "Let's get you fixed up." She said.

 

[grey987]

Mark nodded weakly as Kiora supported him and a groan passed through his lips. He'd been battered pretty badly; he could feel a lot of pain coming from his chest where he'd been hit several times, as well as from the side of his left knee, which was now causing him to limp.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora helped him to the couch before she walked to get the first aid kit. She came back with it and started treating his wounds gently. "Who did this to you?" She asked softly while she cleaned him up.

 

[grey987]

Mark remained silent for a moment before answering quietly, "It was the mech operator that saved you at the arena."

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora stared at him. "But why?" She asked softly, continuing to patch him up.

 

[grey987]

Mark sighed through his nose, going silent again as he stared at the floor.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora sighed, continuing to clean him up in the tense silence.

 

[grey987]

"The mech user told me that I didn't do a good job of protecting you," Mark finally admitted. "That I wasn't worthy of being the one to protect you. I was told that... I should just give you up, if I'm not prepared to defend you."

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora looked up at him, and placed a gentle hand on his cheek. "You are more than enough for me. And if anyone says otherwise, they are vein. They are only thinking about themselves. I only want you, and only you to protect me." She said, pressing her forehead gently to his.

 

[grey987]

Mark looked at Kiora, shifting his gaze downward before meeting with her eyes again. "And I'm going to try my best to defend you," he answered softly.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled. "And I wouldn't want it any other way." She whispered.