http://ghost-bait.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] ghost-bait.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-03-23 04:24 am

Closer, Let Me Whisper in Your Ear [Closed to Steve]

Four days later, a slightly-less-miserable Miku pulled herself out of bed finally, dressed and cleaned herself up appropriately, and made her way to medical.

There, she was told that Steve had been released, and made her way back up to the crew quarters where she was (fairly) certain her boyfriend was being held. She still felt snuffly and like warmed-over death, but it was much better before, when she seemed to be playing sinus shougi with her nostrils and wondering if hanging off the side of the bed would make her feel better (or just run all the gunk into her brain and put her out of her congested misery).

Maybe, she thought as she knocked on the door, the two of them could finally have that talk. At least this time there was no bubble wall between them.
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DAYS LATER

[personal profile] craaazyisland 2010-03-30 08:21 am (UTC)(link)
So brave she actually stunned him into silence for a moment! Steve seemed to be pondering that for a second or two, then he grinned.

"Yeah, sure," he said. "Since dragging each other in and out of nightmares is kind of a shitty first date. I'm way more interesting when I'm not on fire, I swear."
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[personal profile] craaazyisland 2010-03-30 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, uh... no. I was just kidding," he said quickly, and she probably noticed him getting all tense. Though part of him wondered if it might be worth it to count that one, since that took all the pressure off of having a good second date. It was kind of hard to do worse than NIGHTMARES.

"We can... I don't know. We always seem to end up cooking. I don't know what else to do on a date here."
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[personal profile] craaazyisland 2010-04-02 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
Steve was getting kind of sleepy. It was undeniably nice and comfortable here... to the point where it was okay he still felt like neither of them had the slightest clue what they were doing here.

"You make a good blanket," he muttered, one of those idiotic half-asleep comments that always tend to slip out.

[identity profile] rope-victim.livejournal.com 2010-04-02 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mmhmm," Miku agreed, though she hadn't heard what Steve had said. It could have been anything, really. She still couldn't breathe through her nose, though.


Some time later, Miku carefully pulled herself up from Steve, smoothing out her shirt and fixing her hair as she wriggled off the bed. It would probably be a better idea for the both of them if she rested in her own room. Certainly a cold on top of his sickness would do little good for them both.
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[personal profile] craaazyisland 2010-04-08 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
Not as careful as she probably hoped. Steve was still mostly asleep, but stirred enough to look at her out of one eye.

"Y'goin...?" he managed to enunciate clear enough.
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[personal profile] craaazyisland 2010-04-08 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
"You shouldn't worry about getting me sick," he pointed out, but he wasn't about to argue that yes, she should stay in his room. Even if it was very comfortable and kind of nice, actually verbalizing it sounded terribly embarrassing.

He squeezed her hand back and managed an odd little half-smile. "See you. Feel better."