She looped her arm around his with ease, and they started to walk together, steps synchronized. “Mm, you are a good man, you know that?” she said teasingly, reaching up to pat his cheek gently, then laughed a little at his next words. “I thought we agreed on using your powers only for emergencies?”
His pause halted her at the double door entrance. What a shame, she had a fleeting thought, the natural elegance of the building hidden under the atrocious decor. Mikaela turned with raised eyebrows, questioning his hesitancy, in time to see his smile faltering. His attempt on distraction didn’t go unnoticed, but Mikaela had seen enough of their surroundings to know how horrible it indeed was, no need to follow his gaze.
"Oh?“ There was a glint in her eyes, gone too soon to be interpreted, but the smile that followed was light, amused even. “And just moments ago I was thinking this event was going to bore me senseless.” She closed the gap between them, flicked an invisible dust from his coat, and looked up at him with the same playful smile. “I understand, love.” He had even added ‘ages ago’ for her benefit, and whether or not it was true, it was appreciated. “I would never expect you to be without any prior romance, really.. What’s her name?”
Cerus chuckled at her remark. “I try my best,” he nodded obligingly, taking her hand off his cheek to kiss it lightly. “And I’m just offering, in case this does turn out to be an emergency,” he explained mischievously. “One must always be prepared, right?”
Mikaela gave him a look, no doubt not having missed his hesitation or his thinly veiled attempt at a distraction; the woman missed nothing, he’d already realized that about her- and he liked it, a lot,too. He was apprehensive at her reaction to his words, though he smiled, with a hint of relief when she smiled, clearly amused. He snorted at her words,wrapping an arm around her as she closed the small distance between them,flicking invisible dust from his coat playfully. “Shannon, her name is Shannon,” he answered the question quickly. “Wasn’t really romance, more like a fling, at least on my end,” he shrugged casually; Mikaela was the only one in a long time that wasn’t really just that, he thought, probably because she never stopped intriguing him. “Her horrid taste in decoration is but one of her many…issues,” he sighed, rolling his eyes as he caught a glimpse of the woman in question, making her way towards the entrance.If she hadn’t seen them yet, she soon would.”Incoming,” he breathed to Mikaela, though he didn’t release her.
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