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“You’re cute when you’re mad.”
MK glared at the drawled out comment, furiously shifting in the ropes. How was he supposed to know that Red Son taking over the Weather Station, again, was a trap? Now he was tied up, and...
Waiting.
Just...waiting.
He would’ve thought Red Son would’ve taken him to his parents or something. He wasn’t even bothering to hold the staff. “Don’t you have better things to do?” he asked.
“Nope.”
MK raised a brow. “Really?” He couldn’t help but look around, trying to spot some sign of a greater plan. “Well...my friends are gonna be here soon.” Red frowned, but he didn’t burst into flames. “Okay...?”
“That just means I have to do this quickly.” Red pulled out a small box. He set it on MK’s lap. The mortal winced, waiting for it to blow up or something and...nothing. He raised a brow, only to feel a soft kiss on his cheek, Red’s bangs tickling him slightly. “Cool. Well, we’re done here.”
MK blinked in confusion. “That’s...it? No fight? No explosion?”
“Nope.” There was a snap of fingers and the ropes came undone. “Shoo. I have other things to do.” Feeling oddly dismissed, MK stared. Red noticed. “What? Do you want another kiss or something?”
“Uh, no.”
Red raised a brow, looking confident. It wasn’t the flashy showmanship confidence, but a rather smug one. “Really?” Without a warning, there was another kiss pressed to his cheek.
MK tried to pull away to avoid another one. “Stop kissing me!” he yelped. “It tickles!”
Red’s grin made him whimper.
The kissing stopped when Mei burst in, followed by Red giving MK a bow before disappearing. MK was left feeling oddly disappointed. He quickly scooped up the box before Mei could notice, feeling it’s weight for the rest of the day.
Weird.