"Can I kiss you?" oh man am i too late for this meme.
THE QUESTION IS SO INNOCENTLY POISED before her, that mako had to do a double take to realize who it was coming from. of all the people to ask her such a thing, she never expected ripley of all people to be the one behind the query. she’s admittedly very embarrassed in the moment, heat rising in her cheeks as she looks up to meet the woman’s gaze. its no secret that mako has always admired her, but to have the privilege to kiss her ? admittedly her excitement rose slightly, only creating more warmth to spread to her system. “ ——yes ? “ nervous tone accidentally posies her response as a question, mentally kicking herself for her stupid mistake. hopefully, she didn’t ruin the mood with her bumbling error, unknowingly wetting her lips in anticipation for the kiss she hopes ripley would bestow upon her.
AS IF LOOKING YOUR BEST, —– is supposed to equal RESPECT. you’ll have to PARDON ripley, she lost a lot of respect when a CERTAIN COMPANY vowed that her life wasn’t as important as an ALIEN SPECIES. do you remember how she used to be? follow the RULES, follow the guidebook, STEP by fucking STEP. now look at her, she get angry just when she has to put herself TOGETHER because there’s a BIGGER PICTURE. there’s always CREATURES out there that could tear HUMANS apart, yet ignorance seems to be the ULTIMATE BLISS. or, maybe, CURIOSITY is the sin.
————————— she UNDERSTANDS, though. the yearning for perfection. it’s hard to turn away a bunch of CANDIDATES if they were so put together. ripley’s eyebrow just raises, she’s standing erect. she never was MILITARY, but she was such a profound leader, trained in the art of INSTRUCTION and RULE.
‘ it’s FINE. does it look better? how about it’s BEST? ’
RELIEF SWEEPS OVER HER FORM, content that ripley didn’t seem to mind her sudden intrusive action. the last thing she needed was to be reprimanded for inappropriate ( yet unintentional ) misconduct. despite her now much more relaxed stance, it did nothing to erase the tinted scarlet that spread ‘cross rounded features. it was unavoidable, as mako was always naturally an easy target for simple embarrassment. still, her fingers would reach for the satin tie once more, flattening it a bit before quickly retracting again.
“ YOU LOOK GOOD miss ripley. better than good. “ coral lips weakly curve into a smile, hands retreating into the pockets of her pencil skirt. “ i apologize in advance for whatever the UN says or presents to us. i know none of us truly want to be here considering how much the UN seems to believe we are no longer of use. “ there’s a pause, a heavy sigh released as the frustration of their situation came back to her mind. “ however, both i & the marshal appreciate your support. you are an excellent asset to our team. & i truly mean that. “
💕 anyway here's a corner of your mouth kiss probably as a thank you for being a hero OR SOMETHING
WARMTH RADIATES THROUGH HER CORE as the other woman’s lips landed on her, barely brushing against her own. the action itself was shocking, but it was not one that wasn’t unwanted. eyes would fall shut for a moment, relishing in the gentle touch for perhaps a little too long before realizing it a little too late. eyes flutter open to see the other pilot waiting for her reaction, perhaps wondering if she was okay. a gloved hand gently reaches for to touch where her lips left their mark, finally managing a sheepish smile. “ you —— uh. “ mako’s at a loss of words, but her outward expression & the reddening of her cheeks should be evidence enough. “ thanks miss ripley. uh, i better —— raleigh i think is calling me … “
( ✧ ) one muse adjusts the other’s necktie or jewelry.
( ✧ ) one muse adjusts the other’s necktie or jewelry.
MAKO WAS NEVER A FAN of these meetings with the united nation reps. they were told to look their best, yet it seemed as though it was all for naught. pentecost did his best to present his best people to the UN, trying to convince them that the jaeger program was necessary & to continue the program’s funding. however, it’s always met with disinterest & talk about decreasing numbers in money, yet the promise of a new ‘ wall ‘ idea. mako could hardly take it, but she would never leave stacker’s side. if he wanted to try, she would be right there with him.
HAZEL EYES LOOKED OVERevery candidate in the room, making sure everyone was neat & ready for the un’s conference. noticing a woman’s tie was slightly askew, mako took no time in rushing over to adjust it. slender fingers tug at the satin fabric, smoothing it out & clearing it of any wrinkles. it takes the warrior a few moments to realize what she was doing, cheeks blossoming into a scarlet coloring as her eyes meet the ripley’s. this wouldn’t be the first time her perfectionist tendencies got her into awkward situations (& certainly not the last ! ).
“ MY APOLOGIES MISS RIPLEY, “ she meekly replies. “ your tie was a bit out of sorts & you know how judgmental these representatives are. i’m sorry. i won’t do that again. “
