[After Pitfall-- it was just a shitshow. That's the only way to describe it, at least from where he's standing. Raleigh hates people and crowds on a good day and the days following that mission, when his other shoulder hurts like a bitch and Mako just lost her mentor and he feels that grief just as raw and open as if it was his, those are not good days. They're okay days. They're days when getting dressed and eating all three meals are going to have to be good enough, because he'd really rather just lay in bed, curled around Mako like a burrito than talk to another human being for a good long time.
Except that they can't get away with that. The media comes knocking and hounding sooner rather than later and Herc does what he can but the world wants to see the two people that saved it. Raleigh wants to point out that four people and two Jaegers went to the Breach and they're not heroes just because they survived and no one else did and don't thank them for fuck's sake.
It takes about five seconds for someone to speculate that they're together and another two seconds after that for someone to ask. Raleigh and Mako just share a long look and ask for the next question. No answer. Neither one of them knows what to say anyway, because it's not that simple. It's not, oh we're dating now, and boyfriend and girlfriend because it's so much more than that. She's his co-pilot. She's the one who pulled him out of his depression and she's his moon and stars and sun and all that silly sounding stuff. Her grief is too new anyway, to even be thinking of sex.
Raleigh's perfectly content to hold her hand and let her use him as a pillow for as long as she needs. And when she rolls over one morning and presses her lips to his, he kisses back and they don't have to talk about that either.
When he proposes though, they play a little game with the media and the world. To see how long it takes someone to notice her ring. Granted, she's had it on her hand for about half a day but they went out grocery shopping earlier and she had it on then.]
So far nothing. [he announces as he wanders into the little bathroom off their bedroom.]
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Except that they can't get away with that. The media comes knocking and hounding sooner rather than later and Herc does what he can but the world wants to see the two people that saved it. Raleigh wants to point out that four people and two Jaegers went to the Breach and they're not heroes just because they survived and no one else did and don't thank them for fuck's sake.
It takes about five seconds for someone to speculate that they're together and another two seconds after that for someone to ask. Raleigh and Mako just share a long look and ask for the next question. No answer. Neither one of them knows what to say anyway, because it's not that simple. It's not, oh we're dating now, and boyfriend and girlfriend because it's so much more than that. She's his co-pilot. She's the one who pulled him out of his depression and she's his moon and stars and sun and all that silly sounding stuff. Her grief is too new anyway, to even be thinking of sex.
Raleigh's perfectly content to hold her hand and let her use him as a pillow for as long as she needs. And when she rolls over one morning and presses her lips to his, he kisses back and they don't have to talk about that either.
When he proposes though, they play a little game with the media and the world. To see how long it takes someone to notice her ring. Granted, she's had it on her hand for about half a day but they went out grocery shopping earlier and she had it on then.]
So far nothing. [he announces as he wanders into the little bathroom off their bedroom.]