[The downfall to being a horny, excited nineteen year old Jaeger pilot with dozens of women throwing themselves at him is when he's a twenty eight year old married man and one of those flies is married to someone important now and she apparently doesn't have two brain cells to rub together or any sense of tact because they're at a gala for something or other (Raleigh pays attention, he does, just not about things like that) and she gets it in her head that she should start telling Mako all about the weekend in Cabo where she and Raleigh didn't even make it to the beach once despite it being less than twenty feet from the hotel room. She's tall and redheaded and those boobs are real, believe it or not, and beautiful and apparently, still super proud about this feat of rocking Raleigh's world.
Yeah, that's-- not okay, it's awful and embarrassing and Raleigh's mostly sorry that he didn't catch on and put an end to that over share earlier. He's a little sorry that it happened at all but it was also nine years ago, he was entirely different person, and obviously he doesn't care about that girl now because he's so utterly and disgusting happy with Mako. Maybe he and Mako have never really talked about his past and his sexual conquests but he also always assumed that she kind of-- knew about it and didn't care.
Perhaps that was a mistake, given the way she's staring at him and how she doesn't say another word to him the rest of the evening. Not even once they get to the car, she's silent and staring straight ahead and he keeps sneaking glances at her, even though he's driving.
Raleigh lasts about four minutes before apologies start tumbling out of him. Amanda means nothing to him, he hasn't thought about her since that weekend actually, he loves Mako, she's everything he wants and he gets it if she's pissed but let him make it up to her, please please please, Mako.]
[ There are some things that the Drift leaves out, some details that go missing -- things like this, for instance.
The last thing Mako expected when she attended this opening gala dinner was knowing that her new husband's ex-one time lover is the organiser of this affair, and married to one of the men who is injecting fresh funds into the PPDC. Mako pays attention to the little details, naturally, and she wishes she hasn't, when the statuesque wife of their main investors decides that giving her all the salacious details of that weekend trip to Cabo trumps anything else that evening.
Mako knows, too, that the woman's sizing her up, and while she often puts little stock in superficial things like these, a part of her feels... inferior, because the woman is stunningly gorgeous, as if she'd been groomed her whole life to be in the spotlight, and next to her, Mako is awkward, rough.
She doesn't speak to him the rest of the evening, angry with herself for allowing these feelings, and angry with... well, everything else for being forced into this position. Mako is innately polite, and stepped away as soon as it was viable -- but the damage is, of course, done.
Mako doesn't look at him either, burning under a sense of embarrassment that she cannot quite measure up -- the woman is graceful, tactless, and evidently still holds a thing for Raleigh. When the end of the evening comes, Mako practically bolts out of there to their car, intent to put as much distance between that as possible. She's... jealous, she thinks -- even if she knows it's irrational, and she cuts through the apologies, not looking at him, intent on watching the streetlamps rush past outside the window. ]
[That's-- not at all what he expected her to say. Raleigh falters, he can handle it if she's mad at him or pissed at Amanda, he's expecting that because honestly he's pretty pissed at the woman too but then she's complimenting her and it takes his brain a few seconds to switch gears.
Is she beautiful? Yeah, she is. Sunsets are beautiful too but he doesn't want to have sex with those.]
Yeah, I guess? Also looks like she's trying way too hard.
[ ...Raleigh, you will never begin to understand the workings of the female brain even if you had a million years and a thousand trained puppies at your bidding.
Mako is in a mood, and perhaps that's why she's still not looking at him, fixated on the view outside, her fingers clenched into fists in her lap. ]
So, is that the type of woman you like? [ Because then why would he settle for someone like her? What if it had only been the Drift, then? Is it because of the connection between them that he felt obliged to stay with her? Because anyone with eyes could see how vastly different the both of them are, so why would anyone in their right mind choose her over the other? The woman had everything. ]
[Tired of sneaking glances at her in between trying to drive and not crash, Raleigh flips on his blinker and pulls over to the side of the road, right here and now. He puts the car in park before he turns to face her, full on even if she won't look at him still, he can look at her better.
What's this really about Mako? She and Amanda are vastly different, he's not going to deny that and he honestly prefers it that way. He didn't marry a jaeger fly and he doesn't want her to be like that, and also she must be blind when she looks into a mirror because he thinks she's the most beautiful girl ever.]
I'm looking at my type. Right now. Even though she's being ridiculous and giving me the cold shoulder.
[ ... That's not fair, he can't just pull over like that; what's interesting about looking at shrubbery that's not whooshing past? Her jaw's set, and she's stubborn as hell because she knows he's looking at her, and she just doesn't want to and it's probably a Mako-type quiet tantrum or something. ]
You don't mean that.
[ It's rare that she'd respond like this -- it usually wouldn't bother her, but this time, it does. This is the first time that she's met one of his lovers, and Mako realises that she really, really hates it. She doesn't need to know who he fucked and who he didn't, she doesn't want to know who came before she did. So yeah, maybe a part of her is mad at him, too. (And insecure.) ] How could you mean that? You've obviously had plenty of sex with her.
[That literally baffles him. She is making no sense right now. This is Raleigh making a frustrated noise, and he knows that she can see the look he's giving her, even out of the corner of her eye, even if she still insists on staring in the other direction.]
[ Mako has to turn back and stare at him at that, not believing that he could actually come out and say that because NOT THE POINT, RANGER. (You need plenty of lessons from Tendo, you know that, don't you?) ]
Raleigh doesn't know what the point is. He couldn't find the point on a map right now. Because it's so ridiculously obvious to him that he loves her, he married her, he picked her for a thousand reasons and she has literally nothing to worry about when it comes to his past flings.]
I love you. I don't want her or anyone like her because I've got you.
[ But what if he only married her because he thought he ought to? Because they saved the world together and he thought that was good enough. Worse, what if he changes his mind?
Mako bites her lip, hating the thoughts that poison her mind, the things that she's considering, and had never given the time of day before. ]
I hate the thought of you being with anyone else, even if it was so long ago. [ She's fiddling with the wedding band on her finger, the one Raleigh had slid on months and months ago. ] Would you... one day regret marrying me?
[That is crazy talk and Raleigh is making sure she knows that, with the look he's giving her. Funny how their positions are reversed right now, she's the one that's insecure and he's about ready to shake her to make her believe that he loves her and he only wants her forever and ever and then some.]
That's never going to happen.
[He moves to grab her hand, bringing it up to his mouth so he can kiss that wedding ring he put there.]
Look, Mako. I'm not going to pretend like I didn't sleep around. But that was like, ten years ago, and I can't believe I have to remind you that I'm not that guy anymore.
[Remember Mako, how you tried to be discreet about how you expected him to be different and he thwarted that because surprise, he speaks Japanese too. He's different, he's older, matured and marred by grief and she was the first and only person to ever reach in and pull him out of it. She's his co-pilot, yes, but she's his soul mate too.]
I can't believe you even think those idiots hold a candle to you.
[ This time, Mako has to turn to look at him, startled when his lips are pressed against the ring, a symbol of their promise, and she falters, at once embarrassed and ashamed in the face of his earnestness. He's giving her the look he gives people when they're being stupid, only his is tampered with much less loathing that he reserves for others who aren't her.
He's kissing her hand and Mako curls her fingers over his in reflex. She's never been one who trusted easily, never, ever -- and up until Raleigh, no one had managed to get past her defense mechanisms, but now... now, look at her. She's head over heels in love with Raleigh Becket, had even become his wife, and pretty much just endured a particularly potent spell of inferiority.
It's in her nightmares, you know, that he'd one day wake up and not love her anymore, and she sighs, some of the tension in her shoulders bleeding out at his words. ] I'm sorry. I just heard the stories she was telling, and I thought -- I thought you had no business being with me when you could've had her.
[This time, Raleigh is shaking her hand, because that's as close to shaking her as he's ever going to get, he'd never actually shake her but Mako, Mako Mako, what does he have to say to make her believe it. Really believe it that that woman doesn't mean anything to him, that she doesn't come anywhere close to the wonderful woman he calls his wife.]
Sorry but-- Mako think about it. She is so tactless and stupid that she came up to you, when she knows we're married and started saying that shit... that's pathetic, really. And don't even get me started on how you're so much hotter than her. Like, really.
[ ...Mako's silent, because she's really thinking about it -- and most of the time, Raleigh says very sensible things. This time is no different. He's shaking her hand, and she's curling her fingers tighter around it in absent response, reacting to him, to the one she's married and trying to hold on to.
Except she doesn't need to, right? He's laying all out on her, and she gives him a cautious smile -- really, she's never like this; but tonight's done a number on her and Mako needs this, from time to time. ]
[He knows she's never like this. It's usually him that is convinced that she is too good for him and could and will easily find someone better because what girl really wants a former washed up ranger with a bum shoulder and a hole the shape of his brother in his soul.
It's why he doesn't mind telling it to her straight. Why he can't do anything but be pissed at Amanda for talking to her at all.]
Do you need a reminder already? After last night? And this morning?
I am jealous, Raleigh. And selfish. [ Mako's brows knit, because that's not helping, Raleigh! At least, not much -- she's remembering it, the way he reserves all his passion for her, the way he sees no one else but her. ]
Possessive, too. I don't like knowing that anyone's had you before. [ She's reaching out and tugging him over by his silk tie. ]
[He gets that. He really does. Before they really talked about it (read: kissed for the first time), Raleigh just assumed that she'd done some stuff but to find out that she hadn't done anything. Well. Minus the ten minutes where it made him feel like a creepy old pervert, he liked it, because she's his.
She's his, she's his, she's his, she's been his ever since she took him down in the kwoon and his heart and his head were set on her. This one this one this one, we want this one.
Raleigh can't undo what's happened, stop himself from being a horny teenager with a Jaeger and the world at his feet and willing women there too, but he can do better in the future. Right, Mako? He only has eyes for her, how could he look at someone else when his wife is the best person he knows.
He smiles at her, leaning over the center console to kiss her, good and firm and is that enough of a reminder, Mako.]
[ And Mako wants the same, even if she knows that it isn't possible -- and it shouldn't matter because she has him now. Raleigh is her first in so many things, her first kiss, the person she's lost her virginity to, and she knows how much he likes the idea of that because she can see it in his eyes, sense it in his thoughts.
She wants that too, to be his everything -- but this? The way he's looking at her right now, the way he kisses her, makes her toes curl and her shoulders relax, pleasure warm in the pit of her stomach. She pulls him close, closer, careful not to make it too awkward for him because he's built like a bear and the car is only so big. ]
Get in the backseat.
this is either before the valentine's thread or a different au
[Oh Mako. Mako Mako, she is his everything, his entire world, the sun and moon and stars. It's kind of awkward to kiss her like this, the front seats of their car isn't really built for that and the arm rest gets in his way but doesn't that say everything, Mako. That he loves her so much that he'd still give her the awkward, neck bending kisses just because she asked him to.
He won't climb into the backseat without getting out of the car first, but he'll press two, three, four kisses to her lips before he pulls away, grinning at her.]
You know. I've never actually done it in a car before.
[ Mako grins at him before she slips between them. She's tiny enough to squirm to the back without opening the door, his kisses sweet and warm on her mouth. ]
Good. Neither have I. [ And the knowledge fills her with a fierce, possessive pleasure, when she unzips her dress and shrugs the straps off her shoulders, beckoning him with a crook of her finger. ]
[See Mako. He's done some shit, he knows that and she's not his first (or even his second or fifth) and maybe he spent a weekend in Mexico with a ginger big boobed girl when he was nineteen but he has never done it in the backseat of a car.
That's all for you, baby.
Raleigh watches her climb over the backseat for a second before he gets out to join her, pulling at the tie around his neck as he closes the door behind him. Thank God she's not still mad at him, that's what he really cares about but that doesn't mean he's not going to scoot right over to her and kiss her again, and it's not going to stop him from teasing her a little either.]
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Yeah, that's-- not okay, it's awful and embarrassing and Raleigh's mostly sorry that he didn't catch on and put an end to that over share earlier. He's a little sorry that it happened at all but it was also nine years ago, he was entirely different person, and obviously he doesn't care about that girl now because he's so utterly and disgusting happy with Mako. Maybe he and Mako have never really talked about his past and his sexual conquests but he also always assumed that she kind of-- knew about it and didn't care.
Perhaps that was a mistake, given the way she's staring at him and how she doesn't say another word to him the rest of the evening. Not even once they get to the car, she's silent and staring straight ahead and he keeps sneaking glances at her, even though he's driving.
Raleigh lasts about four minutes before apologies start tumbling out of him. Amanda means nothing to him, he hasn't thought about her since that weekend actually, he loves Mako, she's everything he wants and he gets it if she's pissed but let him make it up to her, please please please, Mako.]
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The last thing Mako expected when she attended this opening gala dinner was knowing that her new husband's ex-one time lover is the organiser of this affair, and married to one of the men who is injecting fresh funds into the PPDC. Mako pays attention to the little details, naturally, and she wishes she hasn't, when the statuesque wife of their main investors decides that giving her all the salacious details of that weekend trip to Cabo trumps anything else that evening.
Mako knows, too, that the woman's sizing her up, and while she often puts little stock in superficial things like these, a part of her feels... inferior, because the woman is stunningly gorgeous, as if she'd been groomed her whole life to be in the spotlight, and next to her, Mako is awkward, rough.
She doesn't speak to him the rest of the evening, angry with herself for allowing these feelings, and angry with... well, everything else for being forced into this position. Mako is innately polite, and stepped away as soon as it was viable -- but the damage is, of course, done.
Mako doesn't look at him either, burning under a sense of embarrassment that she cannot quite measure up -- the woman is graceful, tactless, and evidently still holds a thing for Raleigh. When the end of the evening comes, Mako practically bolts out of there to their car, intent to put as much distance between that as possible. She's... jealous, she thinks -- even if she knows it's irrational, and she cuts through the apologies, not looking at him, intent on watching the streetlamps rush past outside the window. ]
She's very beautiful.
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Is she beautiful? Yeah, she is. Sunsets are beautiful too but he doesn't want to have sex with those.]
Yeah, I guess? Also looks like she's trying way too hard.
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Mako is in a mood, and perhaps that's why she's still not looking at him, fixated on the view outside, her fingers clenched into fists in her lap. ]
So, is that the type of woman you like? [ Because then why would he settle for someone like her? What if it had only been the Drift, then? Is it because of the connection between them that he felt obliged to stay with her? Because anyone with eyes could see how vastly different the both of them are, so why would anyone in their right mind choose her over the other? The woman had everything. ]
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[Tired of sneaking glances at her in between trying to drive and not crash, Raleigh flips on his blinker and pulls over to the side of the road, right here and now. He puts the car in park before he turns to face her, full on even if she won't look at him still, he can look at her better.
What's this really about Mako? She and Amanda are vastly different, he's not going to deny that and he honestly prefers it that way. He didn't marry a jaeger fly and he doesn't want her to be like that, and also she must be blind when she looks into a mirror because he thinks she's the most beautiful girl ever.]
I'm looking at my type. Right now. Even though she's being ridiculous and giving me the cold shoulder.
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You don't mean that.
[ It's rare that she'd respond like this -- it usually wouldn't bother her, but this time, it does. This is the first time that she's met one of his lovers, and Mako realises that she really, really hates it. She doesn't need to know who he fucked and who he didn't, she doesn't want to know who came before she did. So yeah, maybe a part of her is mad at him, too. (And insecure.) ] How could you mean that? You've obviously had plenty of sex with her.
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I've had more sex with you.
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What does that mean?
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Raleigh doesn't know what the point is. He couldn't find the point on a map right now. Because it's so ridiculously obvious to him that he loves her, he married her, he picked her for a thousand reasons and she has literally nothing to worry about when it comes to his past flings.]
I love you. I don't want her or anyone like her because I've got you.
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Mako bites her lip, hating the thoughts that poison her mind, the things that she's considering, and had never given the time of day before. ]
I hate the thought of you being with anyone else, even if it was so long ago. [ She's fiddling with the wedding band on her finger, the one Raleigh had slid on months and months ago. ] Would you... one day regret marrying me?
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That's never going to happen.
[He moves to grab her hand, bringing it up to his mouth so he can kiss that wedding ring he put there.]
Look, Mako. I'm not going to pretend like I didn't sleep around. But that was like, ten years ago, and I can't believe I have to remind you that I'm not that guy anymore.
[Remember Mako, how you tried to be discreet about how you expected him to be different and he thwarted that because surprise, he speaks Japanese too. He's different, he's older, matured and marred by grief and she was the first and only person to ever reach in and pull him out of it. She's his co-pilot, yes, but she's his soul mate too.]
I can't believe you even think those idiots hold a candle to you.
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He's kissing her hand and Mako curls her fingers over his in reflex. She's never been one who trusted easily, never, ever -- and up until Raleigh, no one had managed to get past her defense mechanisms, but now... now, look at her. She's head over heels in love with Raleigh Becket, had even become his wife, and pretty much just endured a particularly potent spell of inferiority.
It's in her nightmares, you know, that he'd one day wake up and not love her anymore, and she sighs, some of the tension in her shoulders bleeding out at his words. ] I'm sorry. I just heard the stories she was telling, and I thought -- I thought you had no business being with me when you could've had her.
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[This time, Raleigh is shaking her hand, because that's as close to shaking her as he's ever going to get, he'd never actually shake her but Mako, Mako Mako, what does he have to say to make her believe it. Really believe it that that woman doesn't mean anything to him, that she doesn't come anywhere close to the wonderful woman he calls his wife.]
Sorry but-- Mako think about it. She is so tactless and stupid that she came up to you, when she knows we're married and started saying that shit... that's pathetic, really. And don't even get me started on how you're so much hotter than her. Like, really.
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Except she doesn't need to, right? He's laying all out on her, and she gives him a cautious smile -- really, she's never like this; but tonight's done a number on her and Mako needs this, from time to time. ]
...Do you really mean that?
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It's why he doesn't mind telling it to her straight. Why he can't do anything but be pissed at Amanda for talking to her at all.]
Do you need a reminder already? After last night? And this morning?
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Possessive, too. I don't like knowing that anyone's had you before. [ She's reaching out and tugging him over by his silk tie. ]
Remind me that you're mine.
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She's his, she's his, she's his, she's been his ever since she took him down in the kwoon and his heart and his head were set on her. This one this one this one, we want this one.
Raleigh can't undo what's happened, stop himself from being a horny teenager with a Jaeger and the world at his feet and willing women there too, but he can do better in the future. Right, Mako? He only has eyes for her, how could he look at someone else when his wife is the best person he knows.
He smiles at her, leaning over the center console to kiss her, good and firm and is that enough of a reminder, Mako.]
I'm all yours. Always, always.
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She wants that too, to be his everything -- but this? The way he's looking at her right now, the way he kisses her, makes her toes curl and her shoulders relax, pleasure warm in the pit of her stomach. She pulls him close, closer, careful not to make it too awkward for him because he's built like a bear and the car is only so big. ]
Get in the backseat.
this is either before the valentine's thread or a different au
He won't climb into the backseat without getting out of the car first, but he'll press two, three, four kisses to her lips before he pulls away, grinning at her.]
You know. I've never actually done it in a car before.
another au!
Good. Neither have I. [ And the knowledge fills her with a fierce, possessive pleasure, when she unzips her dress and shrugs the straps off her shoulders, beckoning him with a crook of her finger. ]
Come here, Raleigh.
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That's all for you, baby.
Raleigh watches her climb over the backseat for a second before he gets out to join her, pulling at the tie around his neck as he closes the door behind him. Thank God she's not still mad at him, that's what he really cares about but that doesn't mean he's not going to scoot right over to her and kiss her again, and it's not going to stop him from teasing her a little either.]
Promise you'll be gentle with me.