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Fix My Mechanical Heart

Noticing her shiver once outside, Mark figured that maybe it would do Kiora some good to come inside for a while, despite him wanting to give her time to be alone for a while. But he certainly wouldn't force her. Opening the balcony door, he asked, "Hey. Are you cold? If you don't want to come back inside, you should at least get yourself a blanket or something."
 
Kiora looked over at him, her eyes almost flashing in the light. "I'm alright." She lied, rubbing her arms as she tried to keep herself warm without his help.
 
He was taken slightly aback when her eyes seemed to sparkle. But he forced himself to ignore it as he nodded in response. "Okay. But are you sure?"
 
Kiora hesitated for a moment, looking at the city. "I am sure." She chocked out, her voice cracking a bit as she looked for something in the distance.
 
Mark stared at her for a little while longer. Hearing Kiora's voice tremble made him concerned about her and unconvinced that she was fine, so he left the balcony momentarily to go grab a dark blue blanket that he had packed with him, returning to wrap it around her shoulders. "Here. This should keep you warm," he said quietly, letting his hands rest there for a moment.
 
Kiora heard his footsteps dim in the background, knowing that he was walking away. But soon she felt something wrap around her shoulders, which was pleasantly warm, which caused her to intake a sharp breath, placing a hand on the edges of the blanket. "Thanks." She said, her voice cracking again.
 
Mark remained there. He didn't know why, but he didn't move. He then moved his hands from Kiora's shoulders and wrapped his arms around her as the cool breeze passed by. He himself was already beginning to feel cold, fighting back a shiver, but he stayed there for the time being.
 
Kiora sucked in another breath, feeling his arms wrap around her slim frame easily. She moved her head to the side, taking a glance back at him, but saying nothing.
 
Mark's eyes quietly met Kiora's as he stood there hugging her. Again, he wasn't aware of what compelled him to do it, but he didn't bother fighting against it. Why did he feel so confused right now? As well as those other times? It didn't really make sense, but he just decided to let it go on like this. "I don't have to stay here if you don't want me to," he told her.
 
Kiora looked at him, her eyes filling with small tears. "It's alright." She said in a hushed whisper. She liked feeling his warmth of his body, it felt comforting.
 
"It's okay, it's okay," Mark soothed, resting his head against hers. "Don't cry. It's okay." He allowed himself to shiver once as the wind passed by, unable to control himself.
 
Kiora slowly turned around, her arms snaking around him gently as she pressed her face into his shoulder.
 
Mark allowed himself to relax as he found himself in Kiora's embrace. It felt... surprisingly good to him. He let out a sigh as he rested his chin on her shoulder.
 
Kiora pulled his body close to hers, feeling warmth emanating in between the two of them. She blinked back her tears, her hands pressing up against his shoulders.
 
"So..." Mark said, beginning to rub her back with his hand. He felt so at ease right now. "How long do you want to stay like this?"
 
Kiora sighed, moving her face to the side slightly. "I don't know." She whispered to him, her fingers slowly grasping at his shirt.
 
Mark was quiet, also seemingly immersed in the moment. "At some point, we'll have to go back inside, you know," he chuckled silently. But even then, he didn't know if Kiora would want him to leave.
 
Kiora let out a small sigh. "I know." She said, just loud enough for him to hear, but no one else. She would never admit it, but this felt good.
 
Mark felt so loose and comfortable like this. Even he was reluctant to leave her embrace. "Maybe we could... just lie on the couch like this. You and me," Mark suggested in a low voice. It seemed far-fetched in his mind, but he said it out loud, anyway.
 
Kiora blushed at his tone, but nodded slightly. "Yeah, maybe it would be a bit warmer." She mumbled into his shoulder, her eyes relatively free of tears now. She could feel his chest rise and fall underneath her face, which was somehow soothing.
 
Mark nodded, pulling away from Kiora with some effort and exposing his body to the cold again. "Okay. Let's go," he told her, leading her inside with a hand still on her back. Closing the balcony door behind them, he lay down on the couch first, giving Kiora an awkward smile. "Yeah, I know, it's weird," he said, "but I'd prefer not to accidentally crush you."
 
Kiora pressed a hand to her eyes to rid them of tears, soon feeling a warm breeze wash over her, causing her grip on the blanket to loosen. She looked at him, her eyes following him to the couch. She did not say anything to his joke, she just laid down on the couch next to him, wrapping her arms around his waist.
 
Mark nuzzled into Kiora, bringing an arm around her shoulders. It felt nice to be like this. There was a peaceful silence that lingered between the two.
 
Kiora felt a small smile come to her face as she nuzzled back, her head fitting nicely into the crook of his neck. She smiled, closing her eyes as she rested there.
 
Mark also smiled and closed his eyes, allowing himself to sleep as his chest rose and fell at its normally steady pace.
 

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