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Fix My Mechanical Heart

About two hours later, the movie came to an end and Mark forced himself up off the couch and away from Kiora to remove the DVD. "Well, that was a good movie," he noted as he took the DVD out of the player before turning it off, proceeding to put it back in its case. "You know, if Tony and Pepper had a kid, I wonder what they would be like. If it was a girl, I think her name would be Fiona Stark, but I don't know. That's just my brain talking..."


(References, references)
 
(Oh my gosh so you have been watching. Stalker~)


Kiora thought about it. "I think that if that was an alternate universe separate from ours, that would be true. And she would fall in love with the son of an X man, or her best friend." she said.
 
(Hehe. Didn't I tell you the first time we met that I read your work?)


Mark shrugged, plopping back down on the couch next to Kiora. "Possibly. God knows if that's true..." he thought aloud. "But whatever. We should worry about this world," he added with a chuckle.
 
(Oh yeah. Wow, I guess I do have stalkers)


Kiora smiled and nodded, leaning into him. "Yeah, just this dimension." She said.
 
(Heh. You are one of the most notable members on this site, after all)


Mark wrapped his arm back around Kiora's shoulders, briefly planting his lips against the top of her head. "And just us two," he murmured with a smile.
 
It was almost as if those three words were a trigger of some sort. Because after Kiora had repeated what he said, Mark noticed something in the corner of his eye and turned his head to see her again, standing in front of the television screen. The same dress, the same pale skin, the same bruises, and the same gash. Shirley was looking at him dead in the eye, a glare that actually terrified him. "Why didn't you help me, Mark...?" the image asked, the words passing through her lips in a whisper. "Why didn't you... save me?" Mark stared with wide eyes at Shirley, before her own eyes flared and she shouted:


"Why did you let me die!?"
 
The image in front of Mark suddenly flickered and faded as he felt himself being shook, turning to look at Kiora before relaxing and realizing that he'd had another one of his 'episodes'. "Sorry," he told her quietly. "It'll probably come and go for a while."
 
Mark returned the embrace, allowing himself to smile as he relaxed into Kiora's arms. "Thanks," he whispered into her shoulder.
 
After the little kisses that both of them offered to each other, Mark decided to lean in and give Kiora a full kiss on her lips.
 
His hands now resting against Kiora's hips, Mark shifted his lips gently against hers, allowing himself to enjoy this little moment they were sharing together.
 
Mark also kept the kiss the way it was, lifting a hand to Kiora's hair and threading his fingers through the locks. He was fine with the moment being subtle like this.
 
Kiora smiled and let him gently run his hands though her hair as she kissed him, her hands resting on his chest.
 
After holding the kiss for a moment longer, Mark finally pulled away, although his face was still fairly close to Kiora's as he looked at her, his hand idly resuming a slow stroking motion while it rested in her hair.
 
Kiora smiled as she pulled away gently, looking back at him. She kept herself close to him, happy to be absorbed in his warmth.
 
Mark smiled back at Kiora, before wrapping his arms around her slim frame in another embrace, keeping her pressed against him. Right now, he didn't feel like he needed to say anything. He didn't want to risk ruining the moment, anyway.
 
Mark kissed Kiora's head, starting to rub her back gently with his hand. He didn't know how long they'd be staying like this, but as long as it made her happy, that was fine with him. This was their moment, to be in one another's embrace without a care in the world about anything else.
 

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