A/N: I had a little difficulty writing this prompt! It was "spooning", and we all know I've never done that ( ), so I had to rely on my gut feeling for how it would feel. I think I did pretty good! Do you? Let me know in the review section! Anyways, enjoy the story!
"Makoto, hurry up!" said Labrys, running ahead of him through the convenience store around Port Island Station. Makoto, of course, was following closely behind her as she chided him for his shopping habits. "You're takin' a pretty long time."
He chuckled a little at her childish hurrying as he threw things into his bag, getting the grocery shopping out of the way as fast as he could. He didn't have all too much to grab, but to Labrys, every minute spent was a minute to many. She had plans, after all. As he grabbed a bowl of cup ramen (rather pitifully), she walked back in his direction, placing a hand on her hip in a playfully sassy manner. "I didn't know you were so picky. Cup ramen's pretty exclusive, after all," she said with a giggle.
"Picky?" he asked, with an eyebrow raised as he tossed yet another ingredient into the shopping bag. "If only you knew. . ." They exchanged a glance and a laugh, before Labrys immediately resumed her questioning.
"You reeeaaally need this much stuff?" She bounced up and down like a small child, clearly in a rush. "I really wanna' get back as soon as I can!"
"You didn't have to come with, you know," he said playfully, clearly enjoying her slight irritation.
"Yeah, but I-I wanted to spend time with you." She looked away with a blush, before immediately resuming her relentless requests. "So let's get back soon! That way, you don't have a mad girlfriend on your hand and I don't have to pretend to be mad. It's a win win," she said, giggling in an adorable fashion.
"I know, I know. I'm almost done." She sighed yet again, and Makoto felt a little bad for making her wait. He wanted to get back for the same reason she did, too. Guess I better pick up the pace. . .
"Alright, but I really want to watch the premier!" said Labrys, with her hands clasped together. "I promised Yukari I'd watch it!"
Of course, she was referring to the pilot episode of the new season of the show Yukari was working on, Phoenix Ranger Featherman Victory. Yukari really wanted to show off to everyone, whether she claimed she thought it was embarrassing or not, so Labrys had promised to watch it for her. "It comes on in twenty minutes, doesn't it?"
"We'll make it, I promise." Makoto threw yet another thing into the bag, deciding to save the rest for later. "See? I'm done," he said, clearly lying.
"Really?" she asked, eyes glinting with newly found excitement, not noticing that he barely had anything in his bags. "Well c'mon then, let's go!" she said, once again running off ahead of him. He caught himself laughing at her childlike enthusiasm as he found himself reminded of someone else he knew who always wanted to get home to "watch his favorite show". Without further delay, he ran after her, making his best attempt to catch up with her.
"It'll start soon, Makoto! You don't wanna' miss it, do ya'?" she asked enthusiastically, voice bubbling over with joy. Labrys was all bundled up in Makoto's bed, watching the TV on the wall in front of her as some commercials panned by. Her boyfriend, however, was running about the kitchen, preparing himself snacks for the two-hour Featherman marathon. The pilot episode and the second one were both an hour long, so he needed to find a way to bear with it for a while. He'd watched the show, but never really considered himself a huge fan. He watched it to spend time with Ken back in high school, and that was about it.I doubt I'll even stand what's going on.
He sat down on the side of the bed, swinging his legs over as Labrys squealed with excitement. "Isn't this just gonna' be the most fun ever?"
"You bet," he said half-sarcastically, to which he received a playful chop on the head, eliciting a laugh from both of them.
"C'mon, I'm sure it's not as bad as you remember." After he worked his way under the covers, she snuggled up against him, resting her head in the crook of his neck in the position she'd grown oh-so familiar with. She felt his warmth up against her side, growing more comfortable by the second.
"I'm sure," he said, with a chuckle as he popped some popcorn into his mouth.
"Uh, Makoto. . ." Labrys cleared her throat (despite not needing to) and continued onward. "I-I just, uh . . . I-I wanted to thank you for spendin' time with me today. I know you're a busy guy, and you've got stuff to do, but . . . I-I guess I'm just tryin' to say it means a lot to me that you're blowin' it all off to spend time with me."
"Are you kidding?" he said, before kissing the top of her head. "There's no where I'd rather be right now."
A bright red flush made its way to Labrys's cheek as she sunk further into his side, an embarrassed smile growing across her face. "L-Let's just watch the show, yeah?"
"Alright," said Makoto, as the annoyingly catchy Featherman theme music came on. This is gonna' be a long two hours.
"That was amazing!" said Labrys as the credits of the second episode drew to a close. Her enthusiasm hadn't quite yet died down. "I mean, the special effects were so cool, and the fight scenes were awesome! Don't you think so?" she asked, bouncing up and down on the bed with enthusiasm. She mirrored a five year old who'd just seen an action movie for their first time. He found himself marveling at her sweet innocence.
"Yeah, it was pretty cool." Truth be told, Makoto had probably seen (and done, for that matter) more impressive things than that back in Tartarus. While he did have to give credit to Yukari for doing her own stunts, the rest of the cast was pretty sub-par. Still, that didn't stop the innocent Labrys from idolizing them.
"So who's your favorite ranger, Makoto?" asked Labrys, pressing the power button on the TV remote as she rolled over. "I like the pink one. She's so cool!"
"I wonder why," said Makoto, as he rolled over in the bed to face her face. The pink on her cheeks rose almost immediately. "I'm sure Yukari would be glad to hear that. I guess I think the red one is cool."
"Yeah, he's pretty reliable, don't you think? Just like you, I guess." She teasingly smiled, bopping his nose with one of her metal digits. "Everyone tells me what a good leader you were."
"I guess. . ." he said, nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulders. He never liked to view his actions in Tartarus as accolades.
"Well, regardless, I'm just glad you're here now." She pulled him closer for a quick kiss, savoring the feeling of his lips on hers, before reluctantly drawing back. "I'm gonna' take a quick nap if that's okay. Try not to miss me too much, alright?"
"I'll see what I can do."
"See? You're so reliable," she said, rolling over and shutting her eyes. "I'm glad we could do this today."
She heard him roll over, as he wrapped an arm around her back and drew himself closer to her. "Me too," he whispered in her ear, pulling her even closer, enveloping her in his warmth.
Her face grew slightly flushed as she realized what position they were in. Her back was firmly pressed against his front, without so much as a crevasse separating them. They were in complete unison, fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle. She felt her heart warm up at the thought of this having been meant to happen, of being constructed to perfectly fit together with him. "U-Uh, Makoto. . . D-Don't you think you're a little close, y'know?"
"Are you uncomfortable?" he asked, drawing her slightly closer, if that was possible. His breathy whispers in her ear sent tingles through her entire being. "I can move if you want."
"N-No, it's okay. . . I-I just thought it might be uncomfortable for you, because of the whole. . ." She cleared her throat, not wanting to mention her insecurities about being a robot.
"You know I've never minded," he whispered, kissing her neck affectionately as he hugged her as warmly as he could.
"A-Are you sure? 'C-Cause I can get a little sharp down there. . ."
"Shh." That was the last sound he made. She squealed a little bit internally, her excitement and embarrassment getting the best of her. Despite the fact that she was metal, despite the fact that she was cold, he managed to make her feel warm and human. She wiggled around a bit to get more comfortable, embracing the position, and let herself drift to sleep, enjoying the warm sensation of the man behind her, accepting her in her entirety.
A/N: Yaaaay chapters! Who doesn't love those? No one. Psshhhhhh. I hope you liked this chapter! It was a little short, but it was pretty fun to write and stuff and yeaaah. These last few prompts have been difficult, but the next one should be pretty fun! It's just "doing something together" (how vague), so I can do anything I want! How fun.
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