[ they steal back in the same way they had going out. there are no official rules that bar them from spending time together, the only children of the shatterdome. they spar and train and read and sit and eat in each others presence like they're carved from the same tree. and maybe allowances are made because of their wide eyes and set jaws. because they're soldiers as much as they're children and they remind the men and women around them of families that have been left behind or the collateral damage to be faced when the next kaiju makes land.
but when chuck looks at her- all he sees is mako.
climbing over her bunk is the harder part (he bangs his left knee and will have a bruise in the morning. not the first and not the last) because climbing over her, that's easy. mako's hands reach for him the moment they're close enough, and their noses bump, followed by foreheads, followed by chins. chuck's palms fit into the bedding and he leans between her thighs to get closer, until they're finally kissing again. and that part is easy too. ]
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but when chuck looks at her-
all he sees is mako.
climbing over her bunk is the harder part (he bangs his left knee and will have a bruise in the morning. not the first and not the last) because climbing over her, that's easy. mako's hands reach for him the moment they're close enough, and their noses bump, followed by foreheads, followed by chins. chuck's palms fit into the bedding and he leans between her thighs to get closer, until they're finally kissing again. and that part is easy too. ]