Mikita: Imagine your OTP going on a road trip and stopping at gas stations and landmarks to take silly pictures together.
Michael and Nikita walked out of the house together, with Michael carrying a cooler filled with cold drinks and snacks for the road. They had been planning the trip for a couple weeks, but Michael always put it off. Finally, Nikita managed to convince him.
"All ready to go?" He asked her, peering over at her on the other side of the car. She smiled.
"Almost," she answered and pulled out a camera. Michael stared at her, confused. "Smile," Nikita told him and snapped a photo.
"Hey! I wasn't ready!" He cried. Nikita laughed and looked at the photo.
"It's perfect. First picture of our road trip," she said. Michael laughed, and the two of them hopped in the car, Michael driving and Nikita in the passenger seat. When they were both settled, Michael started the car and pulled out of the driveway.
After driving for two hours, the car started to run out of gas. Since they were in the middle of nowhere, Nikita started to get worried.
"What if the car breaks down? There isn't anything for miles, and I have no service!" She cried, holding her phone in the air. In the distance Michael spotted a small, run down gas station.
"There," he said. "It's all good." He pulled in, and parked the car. "Be right back," he said to Nikita. As he stepped out of the car, Nikita grabbed her camera again and stepped out too. "What are you doing?" Michael asked. She held up the camera at him. Michael quickly grabbed the pump and held it out in front of him. He made a scared face, as if it was attacking him. Nikita took the photo and immediately began laughing. Michael posed again, this time pretending he was drinking the gasoline. Nikita burst out laughing, just as the elderly man inside the small convenience store came outside.
"You two alright?" He called to them. Michael quickly brought down the pump and looked over at the man.
"Oh, yes. We're fine thanks," he answered back. The man nodded suspiciously and entered the shop. Michael turned to Nikita who gave him a relieved yet playful look. He smirked and placed the pump into the car. After it was filled up, he began to put it back but Nikita stopped him.
"We need a photo of both of us," she told him. She held up the camera and smiled. Just before she took the picture, Michael kissed her on the cheek, surprising her. He grabbed the camera and showed her the photo.
"Perfect," he said, smiling. Nikita playfully hit his arm and hopped back into the car. Michael turned back to the machine and paid. Then he ran to the driver side of the car and jumped inside. "Let's hit the road!" He shouted and pulled out back onto the country road.
"Michael, we've been driving for forever. I think we're lost," Nikita told him, after another two and a half hours of driving. Michael rolled down his window.
"This is a road trip Nikita. We can't get lost when we have no specific destination," he replied.
"Can we at least stop so I can stretch my legs? She asked, moving her legs uncomfortably in the small space in front of her. Michael chuckled and pulled over. Nikita stepped out of the car and leaned against it. She took a deep breath in of the country air and sighed. Michael snuck up beside her and pulled her close to him, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Look at the view," Nikita said, staring into the distance. The mountains rose up as if touching the white fluffy clouds floating in the baby blue sky.
"Almost as beautiful as you," Michael replied, kissing her neck.
"Oh stop it," she joked. She stepped out of their embrace and reached into the car through the open window. She grabbed the camera and turned back to the open space behind her. Nikita lifted it to frame the landscape, and was about to take another when Michael jumped in front of her.
"Michael!" She cried, but starting laughing. He grabbed the camera from her and pointed it at her face.
"Say cheese!" He told her. Nikita giggled and posed for the camera with one hand on her head and one on her hip.
"Cheese!" She said. The two of them continued taking pictures, consisting of multiple of Michael jumping in the frame at the last second. Ten pictures later, Nikita collapsed against the car.
"It's gonna be dark soon, we should find a motel or something. I'll drive," she suggested. Michael agreed and opened the passenger door.
"This was fun," Michael said to Nikita once they were both in the car. Nikita smiled at him and turned the key.
"Fun's not over yet," she winked at him and drove off down the country road.
