[ Mako admits, smiling despite herself. Even if it's aimed at her, even if it makes her uncomfortable, Wu's enthusiasm is an infectious thing. It's always hard not to just get tugged along for the exciting ride, pulled into the tide of Wu's excitement. Sometimes Mako feels like driftwood caught in the current, but.
It's cute. Even on Wu like this. He really is the same. ]
Loose sounds nice. So does black.
[ Although... Mako pictures it, briefly, and then looks at her own hands. ]
You think my hair's long enough to, uh. Do anything with?
[ This is more engagement than his Mako has ever given him when he tried to talk clothes, and Wu is beyond excited. He dances around the island, sidling up to Mako, and reaches up to touch her hair. She is barely taller than him like this, which is weird, but also kind of nice, that they're at the same level ]
We can! Some clips, some curls. I think you'll look swell, baby.
[ The pet name slips out without him meaning for it too, and he laughs nervously, pulling his hand back. ]
[ Mako's stomach does a strange little contract-heat-flutter thing at Wu so close, at the easy pet-name. That's always happened when Wu gets this close and apparently it doesn't matter which kind of Wu. Her cheeks are a soft blue, flushed with blood. ]
Uh—I'll... leave it in your hands. Even like this you probably know what you're doing, huh?
[ Wu doesn't step back immediately, smiling softly at her. At least he hasn't lost Mako completely. He can still have this, these little moments which, honestly, he treasures more than most of the other things. Kisses and sex are great, but closeness, intimacy, knowing each other so well? That's what he loves more. ]
I'm just washing these. You wouldn't believe how much dirt the farmers think they can get away with leaving.
[ When did Mako become picky about this? Dirty potatoes are better than trash potatoes, but you know. It was probably when she had to start washing them all the time, filling the sink with muddy water. She still feels kind of spoiled saying that and then thinking about going shopping. ]
We gonna need anything to trade for all the stuff you want to get?
[ It's kind of cute, the amount of effort Mako puts into this. It's so domestic, which is something Wu never really thought about, but he really likes. He leans on the counter next to her as she works ]
It's just one outfit. It's really not that expensive here.
[ Wu narrows his eyes, even if the compliment makes his cheeks pink. ]
Well-- [ They haven't really talked about it, despite Ryan's encouragement to. He should probably ask, if she's at all interested in him, you know, sexually. It's been wholly platonic to this point, sharing a bed because they only have the one, talking into the night, but that's it. ]
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[ He punches the air and is practically vibrating with excitement ]
Yes, you're going to look so good, Mako! And no sparkles, I promise. Simple, understated.
[ He looks at her, holding out his hands like a director, framing her ]
Black? Red? A silk slip, clingy but loose. Oh, boy, yes! Wow, the other me must have so much fun dressing you up!
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[ Mako admits, smiling despite herself. Even if it's aimed at her, even if it makes her uncomfortable, Wu's enthusiasm is an infectious thing. It's always hard not to just get tugged along for the exciting ride, pulled into the tide of Wu's excitement. Sometimes Mako feels like driftwood caught in the current, but.
It's cute. Even on Wu like this. He really is the same. ]
Loose sounds nice. So does black.
[ Although... Mako pictures it, briefly, and then looks at her own hands. ]
You think my hair's long enough to, uh. Do anything with?
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We can! Some clips, some curls. I think you'll look swell, baby.
[ The pet name slips out without him meaning for it too, and he laughs nervously, pulling his hand back. ]
I mean, yes. We can do something.
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Uh—I'll... leave it in your hands. Even like this you probably know what you're doing, huh?
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[ Wu doesn't step back immediately, smiling softly at her. At least he hasn't lost Mako completely. He can still have this, these little moments which, honestly, he treasures more than most of the other things. Kisses and sex are great, but closeness, intimacy, knowing each other so well? That's what he loves more. ]
We should go! After you're done cooking.
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[ When did Mako become picky about this? Dirty potatoes are better than trash potatoes, but you know. It was probably when she had to start washing them all the time, filling the sink with muddy water. She still feels kind of spoiled saying that and then thinking about going shopping. ]
We gonna need anything to trade for all the stuff you want to get?
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[ It's kind of cute, the amount of effort Mako puts into this. It's so domestic, which is something Wu never really thought about, but he really likes. He leans on the counter next to her as she works ]
It's just one outfit. It's really not that expensive here.
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Forgive me if I don't trust your definition of what's expensive, your Majesty.
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I have money now! Like, real money! I know how to handle it.
[ An iffy statement, at best. Wu certainly isn't responsible with money at all, and would rather buy the best than save anything, still ]
Ugh, is your Wu as happy as I am to not be a "majesty" anymore?
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She's thrilled about it. Couldn't wait to give up the throne. Said being Queen would've been a disaster for her skin.
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[ At least the other him knows what's up ]
Come on, Mako! Those potatoes have to be clean. Let's go shopping!
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[ But she does hurry up, smiling to herself at that familiar tone. ]
You're really not that different.
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[ Mako lists, still smiling, taking way too long to reach for a towel because she knows Wu wants her to go quickly. ]
Cute.
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Well-- [ They haven't really talked about it, despite Ryan's encouragement to. He should probably ask, if she's at all interested in him, you know, sexually. It's been wholly platonic to this point, sharing a bed because they only have the one, talking into the night, but that's it. ]
Come on! Let's shop! The potatoes can wait.
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Alright, alright. Let me get my coat, and before you ask, you're not buying me a new one, I'll survive this one being too big until this is over.
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Yes! Yes, great, Mako! You're going to look so-- spiffy! [ He's not sure, but he has a gut instinct that Mako won't love being called "pretty" ]
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Yeah, I'm sure I will. Don't go too crazy.