This is crack. Crack is good. At times you should say YES! to crack.

[notintehkitchen]

Mun, I beg you. Please close that window.

I... I can't stop looking for some reason if you don't.

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[hasstandards]

Oi. What did we say about bringin' up your weight?

[notintehkitchen]

I know, I know but...

It still hurts.

[And people like Sniper don't have to worry about their weight.]

[hasstandards]

[He sighs as he leans back into the floor, pulling his arms tighter around her again. He knows how that feels, even if he'll never admit to it.]

Well, I know there ain't much I can do about it. I'd plug someone fulla holes if I thought it'd make things right. Still... if there is somethin' I can do, you'll tell me, won't you?

[notintehkitchen]

Of course I will, promise.

[Closing her eyes as she rests against him, Pyro whimpers as she thinks of something embarrassing.]

I'm not crushing you at all?

[hasstandards]

Not at all. And even if you were, I wouldn't complain. I'd rather you be here with me than not.

[Sniper not complaining? Now that's a feat all on its own. Have a kiss to the top of your head, Pyro.]

[notintehkitchen]

[Da'aw. That makes her nuzzle him again. She wants to cuddle you forever Sniper but it's harder for her to say that out-loud.]

You can say some pretty cute and sweet things sometimes.

[hasstandards]

[He snorts, but refrains from commenting on that word.]

I'm not a bad bloke when I try.

[notintehkitchen]

Not one bit.

[Kissing him lightly on the lips, she smiles.]

Mr. Hawk is a very good person, better then he thinks.

[hasstandards]

I can't think of too many who'd agree with you on that.

[notintehkitchen]

My opinion is the most important to you though, right?

[hasstandards]

[That got a grin out of him.]

Yeah. It is.

[notintehkitchen]

I'm really happy to hear that.

[hasstandards]

Just don't you go and forget me again. I'm not sure I can convince you I'm such a nice guy three times. I was lucky to manage it a second time.

[notintehkitchen]

I won't forget you. I'm going to try my best not to do anything so stupid ever again. I realize I must of really hurt Mr. Hawk and I'm sorry.

[hasstandards]

You were angry. I'm the one who made ya that way.

[He takes a deep breath, flooding his senses with the smell of her hair. How awful that time was for him is another thing he's not keen to admit.]

[notintehkitchen]

And I accused you of something you didn't do.

[He might be reminded just how much of lavender and ash she smells. Oddly, for a Pyro she doesn't smell too bad despite what others might think that she marinates in her suit all day.]

[hasstandards]

[That smell teases his memory as he breathes it in again, as though her familiar scent might help him forget that awful time.]

I'll be better to you this time around, luv. I promise.

[notintehkitchen]

That's why you proposed to me, yes?

[hasstandards]

Yeah. Somethin' like that.

[Accidental proposal or not, he's apparently in for the long run now.]

[notintehkitchen]

[The things he does to protect her feelings.]

I'm glad.

[hasstandards]

[For someone who claims to not have a lot of feelings, he sure goes out of his way to keep her happy. He can't help that guilt gnawing on his gut, though- even if he's doing what he thinks is best for her, he's still keeping the truth from her, which he promised he wouldn't do.]

Pyro, I. Um.

[On the other hand, words aren't his strong point, especially when his heart is thudding away in his chest.]

[notintehkitchen]

[The look she gives him back is one that is only shared between lovers. Pyro isn't at all worried about anything it seems.]

Yes, Mr. Hawk? What is it?

[hasstandards]

[He loses his nerve as she looks up at him, not an ounce of worry in her eyes. She seems to have all the trust in the world in him, and he doesn't want to lose that.]

Er.

[Well, there went all his words, too. That leaves him with only that thudding in his chest and the smell of her hair.

He hesitates for only a second before leaning forward to plant a hard kiss to her lips.]

[notintehkitchen]

[Pyro is a little confused by his actions but accepts it anyways. As his lips meet hers she closes her eyes and just decides to go along with it all. Be it good or bad, she can handle anything. She's certain of it.

Fingertips lightly brush over his back as the ones on her other hand stroke at his cheek. Kissing him back just as intensely, she pulls away slightly after the kiss has ended with flushed cheeks.]

You wanted to tell me something?

[hasstandards]

[He pulls away from the kiss, his face on fire, breath stuck somewhere in his throat. He presses the bridge of his nose to her forehead, trying to retain some of the sensation.]

Nevermind. I'm thinkin' too hard on things.