[Raleigh hesitates because she's wrong, they do look really stupid and even years of marriage later, he doesn't really want to look stupid in front of her.]
It's fine, I don't feel like studying any more tonight anyway.
[ Mako's not wrong, and she's going to prove it to him -- there's absolutely nothing that Raleigh can do that would make her love him any less; it's just impossible.
So she gives him the patented Kitten Eyes of Pleadingness, rarely used and usually super-effective. ]
Raleigh gives her a look, like he knows he's going to lose and he's not happy with it and he just has to pout to make himself feel better. And then he rolls over to get his glasses out of the drawer in the bedside table and no, he will not look directly at her after they're on his face.]
Mako pauses for a long, long moment, because he's adorable and it's adorable and why doesn't wear it everywhere? (He shouldn't wear it everywhere because this view is all for her), and she's just -- reaching to gently tip his head up to look at her. ]
You don't have to be shy about it. I think you are very handsome.
[He won't admit to it, but his cheeks turn a little red and he is ducking his head, looking away from her out of habit. He's come a long way, really, he has, it's just sometimes she'll say something and Raleigh has this knee jerk reaction to turn it back on her. He's just lucky to have her, you know, lucky that she loves him too, that's all he really wants.]
[ He's adorable when he's shy, and Mako's pleased that he doesn't turn it back on her this time. They've been working hard on it, you see -- so that Raleigh accepts praise without deflecting it, and she's kissing his cheek. ]
[He's more red now, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye for a moment before he sighs and turns back to her, like a sunflower to the sun. Raleigh can't hide from her for very long, no matter what.]
[ Mako cups his face, she loves how he turns to her, his cheeks flushed pink with an inexplicable shyness that's become second nature. She senses the things he doesn't say, the worries he carries, and she kisses his mouth once, and again. ]
You're only thirty-two, Raleigh. That's not old. [ She kisses his chin, then. ] Even when you're old and greying, I would still think that you're the handsomest man in the world.
[When Raleigh leans into her, his glasses bump into her face and push the little metal piece into nose and that is seven kinds of uncomfortable and another reason why glasses are the worst. But this is Raleigh moving in to kiss her again anyway.]
So when you freak out about turning thirty, can I say I told you so?
[ Mako laughs quietly, her thumb smoothing over his lower lip with infinite tenderness. They can both be lovesick together, because it astounds her to know that even after so long, she could still be so hopelessly in love with him. ]
I love you, Raleigh. [ then, in Japanese - ] Very, very much.
[Raleigh's not so surprised by it, since he considers himself lucky daily to have found her. Because she was the one who gave him hope to think about what life could be like actually living instead of just waiting for the final nail to drop.]
I love you too. But I'm still going to say I told you so.
[ It's not a real life if he's constantly worried about waiting for the other nail to drop, right? This is their life now -- this is what they're going to build together, what they fought for, all those years ago. Mako will remind him of that, again and again.
Nudging her nose against him, she takes his glasses and sets it on the bridge of her nose. Okay, it makes her a little dizzy, but still. ]
Raleigh can honestly say that he hasn't thought about Mako wearing glasses at all, but now that he has the imagine right in front of him, it's like a hot librarian fantasy come to life and oh.
Is he staring at her? He's pretty sure that he is. But Mako is hot wearing his glasses.]
[ No, not really -- it's foggy and out of focus, but she knows Raleigh's looking right at her for some reason, and she refuses to be self-conscious about it, entertaining the same thought (unknowingly) about hot librarians, only Raleigh's the one and she's removing the glasses and handing it back to him. ]
[He's nowhere near smart or bookish enough to be a hot librarian. He could be a hot teacher maybe, like social studies or something that cool but Mako looks studious and sexy and like she could smack him with a ruler and he'd really like it.
Raleigh takes his glasses back from her, but doesn't put them on right away, just kind of holds them off to the side.]
[ Mako pauses, momentarily unsure of how to properly phrase her question before she decides to just -- go for it. Can't hurt, right? He's her husband and what's he going to do, divorce her?
When he doesn't put it back on, she does it for him, gently putting it back onto the bridge of his nose. ]
When we do it next time, could you wear your glasses? And a tie and a shirt. With a sweatervest. [ She pauses, refusing to be embarrassed by this. ] ...And think studious thoughts.
[Raleigh couldn't divorce her if he tried and especially not for a request like that, one that's got him shifting in response because they think alike too much and he doesn't have to think very hard to imagine what she's thinking about because really, he's thinking about the same thing from her.]
I don't think I own a sweatervest. [Or really capable of studious thoughts but he's got a regular sweater that will work and he leans in to kiss the side of her mouth. Nothing to be embarrassed about, of course he'll do it for her.]
[ Oh. She hadn't thought of that. Mako blinks, because the option of having Raleigh call her Miss Mori is an unbelievably attractive one, and she beams at him, admiring the way he looks when he's wearing his glasses.
Come on, he looks entirely adorable -- how could he think otherwise? ]
Oh, yes. I could be a stern teacher. [ She taps his chest lightly. ] With a hidden soft spot for my favourite student.
Oh, you're a bad boy. [ Mako grins, and decides that it isn't a bad plan at all. She leans back to bite him in response to his kisses, nipping at his bottom lip before giving his ass a quick squeeze in place of spanking him. ]
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It's fine, I don't feel like studying any more tonight anyway.
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So she gives him the patented Kitten Eyes of Pleadingness, rarely used and usually super-effective. ]
Please?
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Raleigh gives her a look, like he knows he's going to lose and he's not happy with it and he just has to pout to make himself feel better. And then he rolls over to get his glasses out of the drawer in the bedside table and no, he will not look directly at her after they're on his face.]
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Mako pauses for a long, long moment, because he's adorable and it's adorable and why doesn't wear it everywhere? (He shouldn't wear it everywhere because this view is all for her), and she's just -- reaching to gently tip his head up to look at her. ]
You don't have to be shy about it. I think you are very handsome.
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You have to say that, you're my wife.
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Maybe the reason why I became your wife was because you're gorgeous.
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I didn't have the glasses back then.
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I'm serious. You look good.
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I'm getting old, Mako.
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You're only thirty-two, Raleigh. That's not old. [ She kisses his chin, then. ] Even when you're old and greying, I would still think that you're the handsomest man in the world.
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So when you freak out about turning thirty, can I say I told you so?
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[ Mako gently adjusts his glasses, looking back at him with unmistakable affection, with a sweet, abiding love that she could never grow out of. ]
You're supposed to tell me that I'm the most beautiful woman you've ever met.
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[He smiles back at her, like a lovesick puppy or a teenager with his first crush.]
That's why I married you obviously.
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I love you, Raleigh. [ then, in Japanese - ] Very, very much.
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I love you too. But I'm still going to say I told you so.
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Nudging her nose against him, she takes his glasses and sets it on the bridge of her nose. Okay, it makes her a little dizzy, but still. ]
No, you're banned from saying that.
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Raleigh can honestly say that he hasn't thought about Mako wearing glasses at all, but now that he has the imagine right in front of him, it's like a hot librarian fantasy come to life and oh.
Is he staring at her? He's pretty sure that he is. But Mako is hot wearing his glasses.]
Can you even see with those on?
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Can I ask you to do something for me?
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Raleigh takes his glasses back from her, but doesn't put them on right away, just kind of holds them off to the side.]
Yeah, always.
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When he doesn't put it back on, she does it for him, gently putting it back onto the bridge of his nose. ]
When we do it next time, could you wear your glasses? And a tie and a shirt. With a sweatervest. [ She pauses, refusing to be embarrassed by this. ] ...And think studious thoughts.
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I don't think I own a sweatervest. [Or really capable of studious thoughts but he's got a regular sweater that will work and he leans in to kiss the side of her mouth. Nothing to be embarrassed about, of course he'll do it for her.]
Should I only call you Miss Mori too?
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Come on, he looks entirely adorable -- how could he think otherwise? ]
Oh, yes. I could be a stern teacher. [ She taps his chest lightly. ] With a hidden soft spot for my favourite student.
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Raleigh smiles against her jaw, pressing a couple kisses there too.]
You don't have to be too soft. I might deserve to be in detention.
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I bet you deserve more than just detention.
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Yeah? Like that?
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