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Just a Little Bit Closer, Just a Little Warmer [Closed to Steve]

Miku didn't like the observation deck anymore. Ever since the Punishment had occurred, she couldn't stay very long without hearing things that had been past days ago. She figured it was probably worse because it was "newer" than the events that had already happened on the ship.

Regardless, the moment she heard Stacy's voice quietly admonishing Big Zero for her actions in that cold voice of hers, Miku started to hurry across the deck like someone had lit her on fire.

Anywhere would be better than hearing or seeing this. Anywhere at all. She pointedly kept her eyes on her the ground to avoid seeing any of the Punishment again. Once was enough. Once was more than enough.

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"No one would train you to be a janitor." Really, Steve, your cleaning leaves something to be desired. "And I'll be proud of anything you decide."

Violet red?

"Of course you'd say that," he mumbled, shrinking down a bit further to try and hide the color of his face from her.

"Wah! Look at me," Miku urged, laughing and angling her head so that she could get under his and into his eye line. For once, it was a boon to be shorter than he was. "Look at me, or I won't kiss you."

So it wasn't much of a threat, but if it made him look up, then she'd at least know she have some kind of upper hand.

"I can't look at you, I think my face is on fire." He managed to look up at her, though, still fighting off the heat in his cheeks.

Then he could hardly manage to hold back his laughter. "Is it? Maybe I started bleeding and didn't know it. Yeah, that's it."

"Oh, you are. Here, and here, and here..." Miku punctuated the locations with little kisses. "There, I think you're out now."

"Hahaha, nope..." Well, at least it wasn't humanly possible for him to get any redder. Steve bade his time until the color faded from his cheeks, then he leaned forward and kissed her lips. Two could play at this blushing game.

"You know, having a girlfriend really makes a guy silly."

Or evil. He seemed pretty evil right now. Her face flooded with color and she reached up to tweak at his right earlobe. "Better silly than serious though, isn't that right?" She was just glad they were off a bit so no one (but... Stacy, she supposed) could see them. That would make this even worse, somehow.

Miku sighed at him and pushed her hair from her face, "I really mean it, you know."

"Yeah. Better silly than serious." Steve could remember a time not too long ago when everything was serious for him, and every day felt like it was crushing him a little more than the day before. It seemed like an entire lifetime ago (not funny), and he couldn't even remember when it started changing. But he was pretty certain he preferred it this way. He missed laughing and smiling and being with people he was comfortable with-- and now, even with pain and guilt weighing on him, it felt good to be free from Veronica's constant threat, if not altogether free of it.

He woke up from his little monologue at the sound of her voice. "Huh? You really mean what?"

Miku sighed at him, shaking her head, "Nevermind~." Honestly, he could get lost in his own little world sometimes. "It's my secret now."

"Nooo! Come on, tell me." Was that a little whine in his voice?

Miku lifted her chin and turned her face away, "Nooo, no, I think I'll keep it." She opened one eye halfway to look at him, and failed miserably at keeping the smile tugging at her lips at bay. "So very sorry~"

He leaned forward and rested his chin on her shoulder. "Tell me or else I'll make that face at you... Pleeeease?"

She smooched his nose, "I'll resist!" Well... she thought she could, anyway. It was hard when he had those big, blue eyes right there.

There it was. The Face.

"Come on, Miku... tell me! I'll tell you something if you do. Anything you want to ask."

The Face continued pouting her into oblivion even as he negotiated.

"Aaaaah~ no, not that face~!" She turned her face away and draped herself backwards over his arms. "I'll never tell...!" Even if the bait was awfully tempting.

"Pleeeease?" Pouty lip stuck out. "I wanna know!"

Well, that did it. Miku pulled herself up again and kissed his jutting lip. "Fine, fine, I'll give in. This time. I said I loved you anyway, so it doesn't matter what you decide to do in the end. Even if you become a space janitor."

Cue tomato color again, and Steve did that thing where he kind of shrank into his shoulders with embarrassment.

"Well... I still don't want to become a space janitor. But that's good news if I ever do," he joked, sighing and leaning back against the tree. He just kind of wished it was a little more cushioned. Maybe a hammock would work.

"Do what you like. You don't ever object to my working with the magic department, not that my abilities are really all that magical..." she shrugged slightly. "Even if I don't understand what you're talking about, as long as you're happy then I am satisfied."

"I don't know. I thought about engineering. And I wanted to be able to fly something, though there's no planes here and I don't know if I'm ready for spaceships." Steve paused, looking thoughtful.

"At least the options are open. I actually-- I'm proud of you being in the magic department."

Miku looked surprised at that. "What? Really? I don't do anything but nag Nanoha-chan to do her work, though."

"I am," he assured her. "You've done a lot more than I could. And they don't take just anybody on the departments. So I've always been proud of you..."

"I'm happy to hear it," Miku turned pink and pushed her hair off her neck, and pulling it onto one shoulder. It was really too warm on Stacy to leave it down for very long. "Though, I think I just got in because I could read Nanoha-chan's past through her hairties."

She paused for a moment, "I don't think I'll ever get used to explaining my abilities."

Steve helped in sweeping her hair over her shoulder. Gave him an excuse to touch it more, too.

"Don't worry. It makes sense to me, mostly. And if anybody thinks you're weird, I can always cut in and tell them I bleed fire and see what that does."

Miku laughed, and reached up to hold his hand in both of hers, "Well, I suppose that's as good an experiment as any other. Maybe I'll just think of that when Sofia-san is teaching me to dance."

...Whoops, that wasn't supposed to have slipped out. "Er... help plan for the dance!" SAVED!

Just a Little Bit Closer, Just a Little Warmer [Closed to Steve]

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