Mako's Message: Bet you weren't expecting to see another one of these already were you? But, it was being the most cooperative of my stories, so it's what i finished first. I tried to get a nice balance here between sweet and creepy, hope it worked, and I hope you all enjoy it.
Mindy seems to think I'm invulnerable to pain. Or, that's what she makes it seem like she thinks. I've been tempted to explain that this really isn't the case, and that while, yes, some of my nerves are so damaged and scared that it is possible for me to not feel anything there, those areas of total insensitivity are few and far between. Her apparent envy of this and respect for my ability to take a beating is the only reason I hide how much pain I'm actually in.
But that's also why I enjoy a good soak whenever I can.
It feels good to just sit and let the warmth soak into my muscles. Just close my eyes and let myself float, relaxing completely.
I'm surrounded by screaming kids. I try to shove them past me, get the ones that want to run out of the way as fast as possible, before the real fighting starts.
The first attack isn't even from a cunt. I don't even know if he's just attacking out of fear, or if he actually wants to side with these people. It doesn't matter though, the punch is easily dodged and one solid one of my own to the side of his head drops him. The others aren't much more difficult. They have almost no ability to defend. They leave themselves wide open, and one they're down they just don't have it in them to get back up.
This would be so much harder if they all weren't such pussies.
Of course, that does tend to make my mind wander into places I wish it wouldn't go.
I get caught up with some more cunts and Mindy gets ahead of me. Mindy gets ambushed and I can't get to her, I'm still stuck. I see the blow coming and it's going to split her in half but I can't-
WHY WONT THESE MOTHERFUCKERS LET GO OF ME! FIGHT SOMEONE ELSE YOU COCKSUCKING FUCKHOLES!
Shield saves her. Saves her because I couldn't. But I'm finally free of those assholes and we head up to the next floor.
It's not like it was my fault. I don't know why they swarmed me. I did everything I could to get through, and I shouldn't feel bad about not being the one to have her back. That's what a team is for. I should be grateful to Shield for saving her, not resentful.
And he blew a hole right in the middle of their defenses on the next floor. We might have been stuck there forever without him.
Heh. It was kinda funny when that one guy jumped out the window to get away from Mindy. She can be so cute when she's frustrated...
"Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit!"
The stream of bullets is so solid it looks like a laser cutting into the wall. Mindy can't get a look around that corner for more than a fraction of a second.
She finally unclips a grenade, says, "Fuck this bitch." and chucks it around the corner. When it blows she follows it up with a smoke grenade and we rush out.
The memory of seeing Mindy getting beaten to a pulp is not one I want to relieve. I do have to wonder what possessed me to hit that freak in the head with a weight. If I'd just stabbed her or something I could have saved myself a hell of a beating.
Mindy was a bruised and bloody mess when she saved me. Totally beaten to hell. But I don't think I've ever seen her look quite so pleased. She held that woman's head up and gave me this look that just said, "Didn't I do good?"
Reminds me of the first night we met. Only it doesn't freak me out anymore.
Well, not as much.
Then there was that who- What the hell?
"Mindy, what the hell," Did she really just throw my boxers on my head?
"I saw you soaking in there and it looked really nice, but I didn't want to kick you out so I figured I'd just join you. You'll have to put those on first though."
…
She can't be serious.
"You can't be serious."
She's laughing at me, "I am. Unless you want to get out."
I really shouldn't...really. But I wasn't planning on getting out any time soon...
"Okay fine," I start to get up to put my underwear on when I notice she's still looking at me. "Uh...aren't you going to turn around?"
"Pfft. It's not like I care if I see you naked, but whatever, you big pussy." and she rolls her eyes and turns around, "Do you want me to cover my eyes too?"
"Whatever. I'm done."
"Sweet." And she just climbs in a t-shirt and underwear. She settles down in between my legs and rests her head on my chest, "This is nice, but the water needs to be hotter," and then she reaches out with her foot and turns the hot water on.
Mindy has very nice legs.
…
She's also not wearing a bra. Godamnit. Don't look down. And sit up more so her ass isn't against your crotch while you're at it. Now put your hands somewhere else. Somewhere where they won't touch Mindy.
"God damn you're tense Dave. No wonder you wanted to soak in here." Then twists around and looks up at me, "Ya know, if you keep your hands up like that you're just going to cramp your shoulders," and then she grabs my hands and pulls them around her, "It's not like this a hot tub, I figured there would be physical contact so you don't have to act like I'll burn you if touch me." And then, with my hands resting on her stomach, she settles back against my chest and lets out a little sigh. "See? Isn't this so much better?"
I'm an idiot for allowing myself to get into this position. It's just so tempting to look at, or touch, things I really shouldn't. It'd be easy. I could just say my hand slipped. But what would I really gain from doing that? Wouldn't I just want more than that, like I want more than this? It's best to just accept this moment that was, literally, dropped in my lap. …besides. She actually seems really happy where she is. There is no reason I should do anything to ruin her moment of contentment for a second of thrill for me.
I wrap my arms around her just little more securely to make sure my hands don't slip and lean back in the tub and close my eyes, "Yeah. It is."