Possibilities
Drabble Two: Blushing
Set during Gundam SEED.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam SEED.
She could feel her face blush, flushing with red. Her palms sweating as they grabbed a hold of his shoulders. His arms around her waist. But most importantly, his lips pressed against hers.
She gave in for a bit, but then pulled away. She wanted this so badly, but at the same time, she didn't want it at all. She was currently thinking with her heart instead of head. Her heart was apparently fond of getting broken.
"Y-you know I'm not too fond of mobile armor pilots," she managed to splutter. Oh god, that sounded horrible. She very much liked mobile armor pilots. That was the problem. And she very specifically liked this one.
He grinned with roguish charm, the smile that made her melt into a puddle. "Well, good thing I'm a mobile suit pilot now." He leaned in again, and she found herself leaning in as well. Their lips met, and this time, the kiss deepened and intensified. One of his hands had traveled upwards to base of her neck. She began to take no mind that they were making out on the bridge of the ship. She didn't care about professionalism anymore (given the situation they were in, she never really did, much to Natarle's chagrin), and finally let her inhibitions go. She really did care for him, maybe even love him.
"Ahem." The sound startled them, causing them to break apart. There was Chandra, Arnold, and Jackie, staring at them, the latter two with their mouths agape. Chandra, the one who had coughed, calmly took his seat, although he looked as if he was trying to suppress a giggle.
Mwu rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. But then he grabbed Murrue from the waist again and pulled her towards the elevator, her face bright red, embarrassed that they had been caught. "Sorry guys," he said to the bridge crew as the two boarded the lift. Of course, he wasn't sorry at all. And neither was she, really.