Lien & Mako Drabble 1
Or Lien invades Mako's apartment, steals his bed, and Mako wonders why he puts up her particular brand of crazy.
Word Count: 502
Biting back a yawn, Mako fumbled with his apartment key, exhaustion making his fingers unusually clumsy. As he finally managed to get the front door open and all but tumbled inside his apartment, Mako made a mental note to never, ever agree to take Detective Avani's graveyard shift at the station again, especially after he'd already pulled a double-shift. Overtime pay was crap anyway.
At least I get the next two days off. Mako thought blearily, envisioning falling into his comfortable bed and sleeping for the next two days. He leaned against the door and tried to get his shoes off his feet without bending down. He had a feeling he'd faceplant if he did that.
He got his shoes off, leaving them right in front of the door—he'd put them in their proper place when he woke up—and stumbled towards his bedroom. He pushed open the partially closed door—hadn't he left that open when he left ?—and, stripping out of his uniform, tripped towards his bed in the middle of the room where he promptly collapsed face first onto the sheets. Or at least what he thought was the sheets.
"Gerroffmeh…."
Startled Mako jerked upright and scrambled back, tumbling off the side of the bed. He landed with a loud thump and immediately let loose a colorful litany of curses as his tailbone throbbed.
"Lien!" Mako snarled with enough vexation to make the name sound like a curse and he surged to his feet, exhaustion all but forgotten in the face of this—sadly not uncommon—invasion of his home.
"Why are you being so loud?" Lien slurred. Her pale gold eyes heavy-lidded and sleepy, she blinked up at him before she yawned, stretched out like a contented cat, and rolled over, pulling blankets over her head. "Go back to sleep."
"Go back to-" Mako sputtered and made a strangled noise. "I haven't even been to sleep yet, Lien! I was about to go to sleep when I found you here! In my bed!"
Lien made a noise halfway between a grunt and a growl. "Then shut up and get in bed already, idiot."
"You're in it!"
"So?"
Mako threw his hands in the air with an exasperated groan and crossed his arms over his chest, glaring at tuft of white hair peeking out from under his blanket for several seconds before the ridiculous idea that if he closed his eyes and counted to ten, his bed would be Lien-free when he opened his eyes again. Not that it worked all the other times this had happened, but who knew? It might work this time around.
He opened his eyes.
Nope. That damnable white tuft was still peeking out from under his blanket. Damn.
Grumbling under his breath and uncrossing his arms, Mako dragged a hand through his mussed hair. "You better not be naked." He grumped as he yanked the blanket back and climbed in the bed behind her.
Lien snorted. "You should be so lucky."