[Her eyes watch him over the rim of her mug, tired but patient. If he says he's not interested, she won't go on her own. Mexico isn't the point. She'd rather spend three days doing mundane things here with him than be by herself on the beach in Mexico.
It's easy to plan things together when you're both students. Once mission assignments start coming in now though, especially to some of the other planets, that's months off planet, much less in a different part of the world... She's gotten so used to Shiro as a constant in her life. She's not looking forward to losing that. Not looking forward to empty rooms and one set of shoes at the door and extra food because she's made or brought home too much out of habit. No oversized jacket to grab on the way out the door because it was closer, no sound of another voice just filling the silence even if it was in another part of the apartment and unrelated to conversation with her. No smile, no easy dance around each other in the kitchen, no one to watch out for her while she was watching out for him. No comforting just being there. She's aware of it all even if she's firmly ignored the person sized hole she can see in the future. Life doesn't slow down. Not for them.
One side of her lips lift sympathetically when she hears his neck crack. God... do they both need a break from things before they collapse entirely... if he doesn't go to Mexico she's going to have to find a way to sit on him to get him to give himself a break before his assignments start.
His answer has her smiling, tucking her head down to drink her tea. She is so, so tired and its what she blames the little burst of giddiness in her chest on. If she was more alert she could probably tease or joke something but it just comes out a content, quiet:]
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It's easy to plan things together when you're both students. Once mission assignments start coming in now though, especially to some of the other planets, that's months off planet, much less in a different part of the world... She's gotten so used to Shiro as a constant in her life. She's not looking forward to losing that. Not looking forward to empty rooms and one set of shoes at the door and extra food because she's made or brought home too much out of habit. No oversized jacket to grab on the way out the door because it was closer, no sound of another voice just filling the silence even if it was in another part of the apartment and unrelated to conversation with her. No smile, no easy dance around each other in the kitchen, no one to watch out for her while she was watching out for him. No comforting just being there. She's aware of it all even if she's firmly ignored the person sized hole she can see in the future. Life doesn't slow down. Not for them.
One side of her lips lift sympathetically when she hears his neck crack. God... do they both need a break from things before they collapse entirely... if he doesn't go to Mexico she's going to have to find a way to sit on him to get him to give himself a break before his assignments start.
His answer has her smiling, tucking her head down to drink her tea. She is so, so tired and its what she blames the little burst of giddiness in her chest on. If she was more alert she could probably tease or joke something but it just comes out a content, quiet:]
Thank you.