Spar Twenty-Nine: All That Can Wait
Summary: Troubles? Please. Forget about them, just for one night.
A/N: Adult subject matter referenced. You have been advised.
"This is completely impossible." Ike muttered, his legs dangling off the edge of the cliff. Mia walked up and put her hand on his shoulder.
"How come, boss?"
"It's too much, far too much." He sighed. "I can't do it all at once. I can barely manage the army, look after Mist, keep morale up at the same time, I can't-" He choked up a little.
"You can't love me at the same time." Mia whispered, sitting next to him. Ike shook his head.
"No. I'm sorry, but it's too much. I can't go into battle worrying about you, I can't treat everyone equally while you stand out, I can't-"
"No, it's fine." Mia whispered, circling her arms around his neck. "There's always later. There'll always be later."
Ike smirked a little. "Yeah…there is."
Mia's hair brushed his ear, and he shuddered a little at the touch.
"All of that can wait, though." She whispered. "All those little troubles? Forget about them for now…forget about them for just the one night."
Ike turned to face her.
"…all that can wait." He muttered, reaching up to touch her face. She gave him a small smile, tears in her eyes, even as she leaned in to kiss him.
