Nos-4-a2 was hardly online, just as it always went after he slept on a depleted battery. He winced groggily ‒ he was sore for the same reason he had so little power, but he didn't have the energy to think about it. He rolled out of bed with nothing but a dull drive to sooth the burning hunger programmed into the back of his throat, blind to the world, unconsciously floating through the halls and hardly avoiding the walls on the way to the kitchen. He wanted nothing more than to sate his craving for electricity.

He wasn't the only one.

Nos stopped short as he crossed over the threshold of the kitchen, finding Two floating up at the highest shelves, sluggishly digging around the bigger power cells. He couldn't help but stare ‒ the thin, clear coating over her metal was marked with nicks and scratches, some of it even breaking down through the polish to expose thin lines of silver metal. A few dents had the distinctive spacing of his fangs. Flashes of the previous night bubbled through his processors, pulling a grin across his face.

"You look like hell."

Two glanced over her shoulder, blinking slowly before she resumed shuffling through the pantry. He caught a smile. "Guess you haven't looked in a mirror yet."

Nos didn't need to look ‒ along with the soreness, he could feel a telling reluctance in the motors of his neck and shoulders. There was a good chance he had gotten off even worse than she had, especially considering he wasn't made of such sturdy stuff. He drifted across the room and leaned into her. She was hovering so high that he didn't have to bend down to nuzzle his face between the wing ports in her back, pressing his lips against a particularly deep cut.

"Little dove, would you mind grabbing me an ‒ "

" ‒ antimatter battery?" Two finished his thought, taking one of the heavy cells from the shelf. "I was going to bring it and surprise you with breakfast in bed, but you were so drained I should have known you'd be up early to get something..."

Nos hummed in appreciation and hugged her around the middle. "We could do breakfast in bed anyway."

Two picked out a solar charged cell before sinking down, turning in Nos's arms. "Actually, it is a pretty serious mess in there... maybe we'd be better off eating somewhere else?"

He tilted his head. "Like where?"

Two smiled and kissed his cheek. "The repair room, maybe?"

"Shouldn't we wait for later in the day before we put Quinn through that?" Nos snickered.

"Well, unlike you, I actually have somewhere to be in a few hours. I'd rather not have to wear all your love marks when I meet my clients..."

"But you wear them so well!"

Two rolled her eyeforms.

"How am I supposed to help myself?" Nos cooed as he let his hands slide down her blemished back, "Those damned assessments always make me miss you, I can't help being a bit... overzealous when I get to see you again."

"You know I'd never complain about that, it's just that I'd rather keep it between us. I'm embarrassed to have Quinn do our repairs as it is."

"I could give it another try..."

"I appreciate it, but I can't have uneven patches of off-color polish again, it's almost more noticeable than the love marks on their own," Two blushed.

"Oh... right."

Two laughed again and held out his breakfast. "Here, you need this before your long term memory expires."

"Or..." he wrapped his talons around the battery and lowered it, "you could eat breakfast and I could enjoy some more of you?"

"Nos, I told you I have places to be today." Two pressed the power cell firmly into his face.

His brow drew low over his expressive optic as he took the battery and sank his fangs into it, trying not to show how much relief it brought him. Two smiled knowingly and pet his cheek.

"How about I wear one of my more concealing cloaks today and just clean up what shows? Would it make you happier to know I'm wearing you to work anyway?"

Nos smiled and drank deeply from his cell before licking his lips. "You always know just how to cheer me up."

"Yeah, well..." she shrugged and shook her head, "It'll really just save us all time tomorrow morning. You obviously didn't get it out of your system last night and I don't want to spend all this morning fixing what we'll only be tearing up again tonight."

Nos's face split into a twisted grin. "You spoil me rotten, little dove!"