Fix My Mechanical Heart

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled and kissed back. "And my life already is." She said.

 

[grey987]

It wasn't long before the waiter from before came with their dishes, and a wide smile crossed Mark's lips as he clapped his hands and rubbed them together. "Man, this looks good," he commented before immediately taking a fork and spearing it into the pasta, twirling some of it around until a he had a ball of it around the fork. He was about to bite into it when the steam made him remember that it was still hot, preventing him from scalding his mouth with the heat. "Phew, that was a close one. I guess I really am hungry," he muttered to himself, unravelling the sphere before swishing the pasta around and blowing against the steam a few times.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled as the plates where set on the table, a soft and warm aroma floating up though the air towards her nose. It reminded her of the food her mother used to make at home. She would always make angel hair pasta with butter, and she would always eat it with her, and her father. She smiled at the thought and twirled a new ball of pasta on her fork, eating it up.

 

[grey987]

Mark eventually spun another ball of pasta onto his fork, placing it in his mouth and chewing on it before humming in approval and swallowing what he'd eaten. "Ah, it's definitely as good as it looks," he said with contentment, almost immediately spinning yet another ball for himself before eating it.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled as she chewed slowly, savoring the taste as memories of her mother flooded her head as she sat there. She let out a soft sigh as she swallowed before immediately scooping up another bite of pasta and sucking up the noodles as fast as possible. She sighed as she finished her second bite and stole some of Marks.

 

[grey987]

Mark raised an eyebrow as Kiora pulled her fork back with some of his pasta, quickly using his fork to ground hers into her plate before looking up with a smirk, lifting the index finger of his other hand and wagging it while he shook his head. "Uh-uh. This is mine, not yours," he said to her, scooping up the stolen pasta with his fork before biting into it.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled at him, before scooping up some of his pasta again and scooping it into her mouth. "Hmm, to bad." She said.

 

[grey987]

Mark sighed, before reaching over and twirling a ball of pasta for himself from Kiora's plate. "Figures that you want to steal good food from me that you already have," he laughed, his elbow propped on the table while he held his fork up by his ear. "You can't get enough of having me to yourself as it is." He then placed the pasta into his mouth and chewed on it, humming with satisfaction at the taste.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora blushed, letting a giggle pass though her lips. "Well you are my cure for loneliness." She said to him, slurping up some of her pasta and savoring the taste for a few moments before continuing with another bite from his plate.

 

[grey987]

Mark simply stared at Kiora with a smile and shook his head as she stole more of his pasta, chuckling before spinning another ball of it from his own plate. "And so are you," he said before eating up the pasta.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled and took a bite of her own pasta, her cheeks slightly pink. "Why thank you." She said.

 

[grey987]

Mark laughed when he noticed the pink tint on Kiora's cheeks. "Welcome, hot stuff." Having said that, he reached over and spun a ball of Kiora's pasta before placing it in his mouth with a smirk.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled at him. "You need to stop taking my food." She joked at him, kissing him on the lips promptly.

 

[grey987]

Mark didn't have time to respond to Kiora's remark before she cut him off by pressing his lips against his. Closing his eyes and kissing back for a moment, he pulled away and smiled before replying, "Yeah, says the girl who took my food first."

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled back at him, giving his nose a poke before returning to her food, while glancing at him every few seconds.

 

[grey987]

Mark had also returned to his food, smiling all the while. "So, how long are you going to keep looking at me like that?" he asked a few moments later, his eyes trained on his plate of pasta while he twirled a ball of it on his fork. The only reason he'd been aware of what she was doing was because he'd been observing Kiora out of the corner of his eye while they ate.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora blushed. "Because I can't keep my eyes off you."

 

[grey987]

"I figured," Mark laughed before leaning over and giving her another peck on the lips and returning to what was left of his pasta. "You can look at me all you want when we're back at home. Just us two."

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled and looked back at her plate. "Alright." She whispered, taking another bite.

 

[grey987]

Mark chuckled, finally slurping up what was left of his pasta before letting out a content sight and leaning back in his chair, his hands folded over his lap. "That was some really good dinner."

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled and looked at him, finishing her last bite. "It was good." She said to him.

 

[grey987]

It wasn't long before the waiter from earlier came with their bill, and Mark pulled out his wallet to pay for both of them before pocketing it and standing up from his chair, smiling at Kiora as he offered her a hand.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled at him and slipped her hand into his and got up from her chair, scooting it in behind her and moving forwards a step towards him.

 

[grey987]

"Let's go, milady," Mark said with a smile, pushing his chair in with his free hand before taking them in the direction of the restaurant's doors.

 

[IceQueen]

Kiora smiled at his nickname, squeezing his hand gently in her before she walked with him out the door.