Gekko And You Had Routines Together : Basking On The Grass Of The Garden, Watching Movies While Speaking

Gekko and you had routines together : basking on the grass of the garden, watching movies while speaking about the plot, drawing together, cooking...

It was pretty common to see you two laughing together around the base. Jett and Phoenix were even betting on the potential date of the upgrade of your relationship.

So one would not be surprised seeing you in the kitchen, dancing in each other arms. You were supposed to bake midnight snacks, but the sweet voice of Ambar Lucid on her song 'Timeless' set the atmosphere. His arms wrapped tightly around your waist, yours around his neck and your hips swaying in harmony, one could not miss the chemistry between you two. Your eyes were communicating what words couldn't, the soft smiles you were sharing only confirming what you felt for each other. Your faces slowly got closer to the other.

"May I...?" he murmured gently to which you simply nodded.

His lips pressed gently on your cheek and your fingers clenched blissfully on his t-shirt at the contact. Gekko smiled and kissed you again, this time on the lips. You returned the kiss lovingly, your happiness merging with his.

"If I point a flashlight at you, would you disappear ?"

The three stripes on Omen face quivered slightly as he took your question in. He was used to your curiosity and it never overwhelmed him. There was something so innocent and gentle in your questions that made him feel warm. You never found him disgusting or scary. You were just curious.

"You know, since you're mostly made of shadows." you continued.

He put down the small shear that he used to trim the small bonsai tree and took a better look at you. Well, you supposed that he was looking at you better.

"Have you ever seen me disappear under the sun ?" he asked.

"No, duh !" you snorted. "You're not a vampire."

He watched you giggling, his head slightly tilted.

Ah, this warmth again.

Omen really enjoyed your company. It made him feel more alive, more stable.

"Shadows are more pronounced under intense light." he said simply.

He swore he saw your eyes shining.

"Does it mean that light can work like a boost for you ?" you asked, excitement clear in your voice. "Do you get stronger under the midday sun ?"

Omen made a sound akin to a very deep and soft laughter then shook his hooded head.

"I don't know."

"Let's find out !"

He let you drag him outside without much resistance, finding amusement in your eagerness. Your hand was so warm. It made something inside him flutter. He felt more alive in your presence and he certainly will savor these moments with you.

Jett was almost desperate. She was growing tired of your obliviousness.

It had now been a month (a MONTH) that she was trying to ask you on a date.

She already tried so much things.

Private shooting session ? Tried. You even asked her why she asked for help when her aim was pretty good.

Hand-in-hand combat tutoring ? Tried. Having you so close made her so flushed that Phoenix and Yoru didn't leave her back for a week.

Music recommendations ? You sent her three playlists. At least now, she had an idea of your music taste.

Offering you home prepared food or inviting you to a restaurant ? You were on a diet.

Dropping the subtility and being impatient and telling you directly that she wanted a date ? You gave her a basket full of fruits and date-palm seeds. You even asked Skye to help her, to which the Aussie initiator accepted with a laugh.

Asking you directly to be a couple ? You two were next assigned as a team for a mission.

"I want to be your girlfriend, goddamn it !" she finally snapped.

All the noises in the common room immediately stopped at her shout.

"That's sweet but, aren't we already friends ?" you tilted your head.

In the corner of her eyes, she saw Wingman facepalming. She also heard Phoenix snickering.

"I want to be more than that !" she insisted.

"Best friends ?" you hummed.

While she found you adorable, this situation was very infuriating for her. Jett gently took your hand and pull you closer.

"I want to hold hands with you, and maybe more. I want to kiss you."

Someone whistled in the room but she ignored the sound.

"On the cheek ?"

"The lips."

"Oh."

It took time, but it seemed like the information was finally reaching your brain. But a light frown was still on your face.

"May I ask why ?" you asked softly.

And Jett froze. Wasn't it obvious ? It now was. But did she had to say it out loud ? Her pride was chaining her. She did so many strategies to ask you out but did she ever try telling you her feelings ?

When she looked into your eyes, she didn't see any glint of judgement. Just a gentle patience that made her blush.

"I...might feel something for you."

"That's a good beginning." you nodded and then patted her head with a smile. "Do you want us to try something ?"

She nodded almost shyly, then heard cheering. All the agents in the common room were applauding and teasing her. She blushed but stayed focused on your eyes. They were still smiling. You gently squeezed her hand and gently led her out of the room.

"Anything you want to do ?" you chuckled. "Please be very vocal about it or I might not get it."

Jett blushed again. Being vocal about her feelings wasn't something she found easy. But with you, she might do some efforts.

I just tried something and I don't like the result. At least I tried.

"Could you give me a hug ?"

You raised your eyes from Dizzy nuzzled in your arms to look at Gekko. He was playing with Mosh who was bouncing in his hands. You looked around his room, met Wingman's eyes who shook his head, then looked back at the initiator sitting next to you.

"Huh ?"

His eyes never left yours and you noticed Mosh's focused on you.

"A hug," he repeated. "Could I have one, pretty pretty please ?"

You raised an eyebrow and kept caressing Dizzy who was slowly purring in your arms.

"We hug everytime and everyday, Mateo."

"No," he shook his head. "I always hug you and you accept it like a pet animal at the veterinary centre accept its fate."

You looked down for a second, thinking thoroughly about his words. He was right. You never initiated hugs, kisses or intimacy. You were okay with having physical contact with him and he was one of the rare people to have that right. But initiating never came to your mind.

"True," you murmured.

You looked back at him and he smiled gently at you.

"Do you wanna try ?"

His tone was warm and supportive, just like him. You nodded and settled Dizzy against the pillow of his bed. He put Mosh down, stood up and opened invitingly his arms. You looked at him and paused.

How were you supposed to initiate ? You knew you were supposed to just wrap your arms around him but where exactly ? Around his waist ? His neck ? His torso ? Were you supposed squeeze him ? If so, gently or tightly ? Were you supposed to pat his back—

"Hey," he interrupted your thoughts. "There is no good way to do it. It's just something that you do with your heart. And I know you have a big one."

You blinked and heard Wingman calling you. You looked behind and saw him hugging Thrash, as if setting an example. A small giggle escaped your lips and you stood up, looking back at Gekko. You took one nervous step towards him, as if testing the water and he just nodded, encouraging you.

You wrapped your arms around him. You didn't know in which way, and you did not care. You just pressed yourself against him. Your face hidden in his chest, your fingers clenched on his t-shirt before raising until caressing his nape.

"Am I doing good ?" you asked, your voice muffled by the fabric of his t-shirt.

"You're doing great," he murmured.

You felt him shivering against you. Your other hand gently squeezed his hip, the fabric of his t-shirt bending under your hand, the pads of your fingers grazing a bit of his skin. His chest raised shakily against your face and his breath hitched.

You looked up and saw him staring down at you. His face was red.

"Is everything alright ?" you asked.

"I'm doing perfect, cariño," he breathed out. "I should ask for a hug more often."

You took a step back but Gekko grabbed your waist.

"Your turn," he grinned. "Ready for one helluva hug ?"