Chapter 3

That night, you two didn't do anything special apart from the occasional teasing and kissing, and some misplaced hands on your part. The food had been quickly devoured and the showers were quick.

"You should rest more," you said after Makoto came out of the shower. You two had showered separately, mostly because the shower space wasn't big enough for two at a time.

"What makes you say that?" Makoto didn't have a shirt on and for a moment you were so entranced with his body you forgot what you were saying and where you were.

"Uhh… (Name)?"

You snapped back to reality, leaving your daydreams for another day. "The bags under your eyes are huge, for one. Also, every time I text you at night you reply within five minutes."

"It was early at night."

"It was three in the morning!" You immediately shot back. "Sure, that's early. Early in the morning. Too early. Every time!" You were starting to get tired too, and forming complete sentences was starting to be too much work.

Makoto smiled and scratched his head somewhat awkwardly. "I was busy…"

You pouted and flopped onto the bed, patting the space beside you, motioning for him to lie down with you. "You're not busy right now, so come take a rest." However, he just sat down at the edge of the bed and peered at you so your vision was filled with his face and some ceiling.

Sometimes you do need persuading, you sighed and wrapped your hands around his neck, pulling him down next to you. "I said, rest," you whispered threateningly. Makoto gave you an easy smile to show he wasn't fazed at all and wrapped his arms around you, so you two were cuddling up. A comfortable silence followed, you feeling like everything is going to be perfectly fine and knowing that Makoto wouldn't accidentally die.

"Penny for your thoughts," Makoto whispered, placing his chin on your head, and you resting your head against crook of his neck.

"Don't die," you whispered back, with a slight smile. "Now you owe me a penny." It sounded childish but both of you were fine with this arrangement. Who said growing old means growing up, even if you do work for the government?

Makoto sighed, and you felt his breath on your hair. "You're always thinking that, so I don't owe you anything."

"Maybe you owe me a night out," you immediately teased. "Or two." Now that you had spoken this thought, all you could think about was going to the city with Makoto, and just walking like a normal couple without having to undergo numerous security checks and having approximately half a dozen people keep an eye on both of you. Makoto himself hadn't told you this, but you had guessed from all of the above and more, that he was a highly valued investigator and you guessed that without him, a lot of missions would fail.

"Sure, but we have to check in with my boss first…" Makoto trailed off when he noticed your glare. "What?" He asked in a small voice, slowly inching back.

"Can't we just have one night where we don't have your subordinates breathing down our necks?" you pleaded. "Just one night!"

Makoto frowned. "We'll see." Oh you hated it when he said that. It either meant he would say no, or would "consider" it forever and keep his mouth shut until you forget about it.

"Okay then forget about it for now, what do we do tomorrow?" you changed the topic and then set your mind to thinking on how to change his mind. You had two days, tops, to think of a good plan to change his mind.

Makoto pulled you closer and you felt his heartbeat against your palm. "It's a surprise."

"I hate it when you do that."

"But you always like the surprises." He kissed you gently on the head and you tilted your head upwards, so that your lips were touching.

You grinned slyly. "I like surprises like this even more."

"I can't disagree with that," Makoto sighed and leaned down so you two could be more intimate. It was then a plan started hatching in your mind. Now you'd have one day, tops, to convince Makoto to get you into the city. Alone. You had something planned for the third day.

It was a while before you realized Makoto had gone still and silent. You glanced in his direction to find him staring at you, with a frown playing on his lips. "What?"

"You're thinking about something," Makoto flicked your forehead gently. "I know when you're trying to come up with something."

"You know me too well," you smiled. "It'll be another surprise."

"So many surprises," Makoto sighed, tilting his head to look at the ceiling. "I don't think my heart can take it anymore."

You took the chance to place a hand on his chest, taking your time feeling around until you found a place where you could feel his heartbeat. "Your heart is probably used to all of this," you teased.

"You need to be less of an opportunist," Makoto laughed and pulled you even closer, so that you had to drop your hands if you didn't want your elbow to be strained. You managed to get an arm around his body so both of you were kind of holding each other.

"Just go to sleep already," you sighed with a smile. You felt Makoto shift and then the lights went off, and as the darkness surrounded you, so did silence. It was always a welcoming feeling, especially when Makoto was beside you. Both of you slid off into an easy sleep.