[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.]
[ there are a lot of things in her new life that mako isn't exactly fond of. the paparazzi is probably the biggest pain. privacy has always been a thing she's enjoyed. sensei had given her as much space as she needed growing up, and the sudden and alarming lack of any privacy took some getting used to. she learned to adapt. even learned how to enjoy parts of the media game, given enough time. ]
It's only been a few hours. Give it a little longer for the tabloids to try and figure out the cut of the ring. [ why people would care about that, she doesn't know. but it seems like the kind of thing they'd be interested in.
as enjoyable as taunting the media and placing bets with some people who will not be named ( coughtendocoughnewtcough ) on when the news would break, that's not what she wants to be thinking about this afternoon. right now, she wants to enjoy one of the little luxuries that's come from leaving a life of military-esque barracks and cold showers. because bubble baths are truly a gift from the gods.
she stretches out one hand, the one with the ring, and smiles softly at raleigh. her head tilts to the side in a silent question. join me? ]
[Raleigh doesn't even know the cut of the ring, to be perfectly honest. He didn't set out going, I'm getting her a princess cut. He went looking until he found one that was just perfectly Mako and that was the one he got and if he's pretty sure the owner didn't charge him full price because of who he is, she also hasn't spilled about him buying the ring, he supposes he's grateful.
He's stripping off his clothes before she even holds out her hand, like she even has to ask if he wants to join her, so she's only holding out her hand for a few seconds by the time he's naked and grasping it and stepping into the bath tub with her.]
[ mako's not exactly sure what kind of cut it is either, just that it looks nice as does its job. but cuts and shapes and designers are exactly the kinds of things the tabloids like to concern themselves with. mako will never forget the time someone asked her where she got her sweater and when she said, raleigh knit it for me, the internet exploded. ]
You'll like it. [ the water and the scent of the bubble bath are both relaxing. and raleigh's still enough of a child at heart that mako is timing how long it takes for him to start playing with the bubbles.
though she does delay that a little by pressing a quick kiss to his lips as he clambers into the tub. ]
[Yeah, thanks again for that, Mako since he gets questions about knitting now like he's a master when really it started as part of his physical therapy for his shoulder and then he kept doing it because he liked it and finding things that he liked after Yancy was like finding a four leaf clover in the Alaskan tundra.
Raleigh matches her quick kiss with a longer one of his own, just because he can. If she guessed that he'd be playing with the bubbles within two minutes, then she totally wins a prize. And her prize is Raleigh planting some bubbles on the tip of her nose.]
[ she laughs as he smears bubbles on her nose. they tickle a little as she tries to brush them off, but her hands are covered in enough bubbles that she doesn't really do anything but make it worse. so clearly the next step is just to get a handful of bubbles and dump them on raleigh's head.
maybe he's rubbed off on her more than she's realized. ]
[Say that like it's a bad thing when really, are anyone ever too old to play with bubbles? Probably. But add sickeningly in love in there and some people named Raleigh Becket revert back to their inner child and drag their fiancee with them.
Raleigh tries to shake the bubbles off, a tactic that fails miserably and that really leaves him with no choice but to lean in and kiss her hard. Can't really explain why, just that he wanted to.]
[ mako can't help but laugh at the picture raleigh makes as he tries to shake the bubbles off him. the fact that it fails spectacularly just makes it even better. the fact that he thoroughly embraces his inner child like this is one of the many reasons she loves him so much.
the way he kisses her is another one of those reasons, for the record. she slides bubble-covered hands over his shoulders as she kisses him back just as intensely.
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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.]
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It's only been a few hours. Give it a little longer for the tabloids to try and figure out the cut of the ring. [ why people would care about that, she doesn't know. but it seems like the kind of thing they'd be interested in.
as enjoyable as taunting the media and placing bets with some people who will not be named ( coughtendocoughnewtcough ) on when the news would break, that's not what she wants to be thinking about this afternoon. right now, she wants to enjoy one of the little luxuries that's come from leaving a life of military-esque barracks and cold showers. because bubble baths are truly a gift from the gods.
she stretches out one hand, the one with the ring, and smiles softly at raleigh. her head tilts to the side in a silent question. join me? ]
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He's stripping off his clothes before she even holds out her hand, like she even has to ask if he wants to join her, so she's only holding out her hand for a few seconds by the time he's naked and grasping it and stepping into the bath tub with her.]
I've actually never taken a bubble bath before.
[Which--she knows but he just talks anyway.]
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You'll like it. [ the water and the scent of the bubble bath are both relaxing. and raleigh's still enough of a child at heart that mako is timing how long it takes for him to start playing with the bubbles.
though she does delay that a little by pressing a quick kiss to his lips as he clambers into the tub. ]
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Raleigh matches her quick kiss with a longer one of his own, just because he can. If she guessed that he'd be playing with the bubbles within two minutes, then she totally wins a prize. And her prize is Raleigh planting some bubbles on the tip of her nose.]
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maybe he's rubbed off on her more than she's realized. ]
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Raleigh tries to shake the bubbles off, a tactic that fails miserably and that really leaves him with no choice but to lean in and kiss her hard. Can't really explain why, just that he wanted to.]
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the way he kisses her is another one of those reasons, for the record. she slides bubble-covered hands over his shoulders as she kisses him back just as intensely.
today is a very good day. ]