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"Hey, Bans!" Mechanika beams, like a lightbulb over her head.
The air is humid as they walk of the warehouse together, sweat beaded all over their heads from partying all night.
"Mmm?" Bansy hums.
"Are you free tonight?"
"Yeah, why? The only thing I had planned was working on a graffiti piece in my garage, but it's fine!" She says, but honestly? She really doesn't really feel like working on it tonight. The bands tonight were great, she danced way too hard. She knows because of the wave of exhaustion that hits her as she steps out of that building.
"Oh, no, no! Work on your piece! Ignore what I said!" Mechanika scrambles out. "That's important, isn't it?"
"No, not really. And I don't feel like working on it tonight, continue, Meg." She smiles as she watches Mechanika's face re-light up.
"Do you wanna stay at my house tonight? Maybe we could stargaze! I've stayed at your house so many times, and you've never been to mine — I really wanna show you my machines! I made a really cool one recently that sprays graffiti everywhere and I think you'd really like it!" Mechanika blurts.
"Of course!" Bansy smiles.
"Really?" Mechanika asks, eyes wide and looking up at her.
"Mhm."
"THANK YOU!!!" Mechanika squeals, wrapping her arms around Bansy.
"Of course, Meg." She wraps her arms around her, slightly picking her off the ground in the process.
"Ugh, I hate how tall you are," Mechanika whines as they leave their embrace. "Come on! Follow me!" She grabs Bansy's hand and starts running in the direction of the seaside town.
For a minute, Bansy can only think about Mechanika's hand in hers. God, they've done this so many times in the past. But it feels so different right now. Mechanika's hand is slightly smaller than hers, her hands are covered in blisters, probably from all the time she spends making machines. She tries not to think about it too much and excuses it with the fact it's probably delirium. The thought she has after that is how energetic she is. Even at three in the morning after hours of dancing and singing and screaming she still is dragging Bansy all the way down the streets. It's crazy, because Bansy is as energetic as her, if not more. But even she has a limit. Mechanika doesn't though, she just doesn't stop going.
Bansy is gasping for air as Mechanika continues to drag her, but she can't even tell her to slow down. She's so happy, laughing and giggling and rambling about random things and all Bansy can do is watch her and laugh along with her and think about how pretty she looks in the moonlight. Is it normal to think your friends are pretty? She hopes it is.
"Finally!" Mechanika beams as they reach the town. "That felt way longer than it usually is. Welcome to my hometown!" She spreads her arms up in the air. "You... can't really see it in the dark though."
Bansys has been to the town a few times in the past, mainly for graffiti events. She much prefers the loudness of the city, but she can see why Mechanika loves it so much.
"It's pretty!" She smiles.
"Right?" Mechanika says. "Now that we're here, wanna go stargazing?"
"Mhm.”
"Kay, come on!" Mechanika again grabs Bansy's hand and starts leading her, this time not as fast. They go down a few different blocks until they reach a hill, in which Mechanika helps Bansy climb to the top of.
"We did it!" She smiles as she puts her jacket down on the grass and lays down on it, inviting Bansy to lay down next to her.
"My papa used to always take me up here when I was little. I learned all about the stars and the constellations here."
"That's cool." Bansy yawns. She moves her head to rest on Mechanika's shoulder.
It's suddenly quiet, the only sound is both of their breathing and surrounding crickets. Mechanika wraps her arm around Bansy.
"You know, I've never really seen the stars this bright before." Bansy breathes out, breaking the silence.
"You haven't?" Mechanika asks.
"No, the stars aren't that bright in the city, you're lucky if you can even see them at all. There's too much light pollution."
"Awh, that's sad. You're free to come over here anytime! Just text me beforehand and I'll leave you a blanket and snacks!"
"Okay, thank you. I'll definitely take advantage of it." Bansy smiles.
"Mhm!"
More silence. Mechanika scoots closer to her. She's so warm.
"You know, your freckles kinda remind me of the stars, actually." Mechanika moves a piece of hair behind Bansy's ear. "Like, they remind me of constellations." She traces her finger across Bansy's face, drawing them on her cheeks.
"Do they really?"
"Mhm! They're really pretty — you look really pretty in general!"
"Thanks." Bansy immediately flushes a bright red. "You — you look really pretty as well."
"Pfft. Your cheeks just got really red when I said that. But thank you!" She pokes Bansy's cheeks.
Bansy laughs and sits up. Mechanika does the same.
"You look really pretty in the moonlight. I — is that weird to say?" Bansy asks.
"No, I don't think it is." Mechanika answers. The entire mood of the conversation shifts, and it almost scares Bansy.
"Okay, good. You just remind me of the stars." She breathes as she points up at the sky. "You shine so bright like them. And it's beautiful."
"Thanks! I think you're like the sun. Did you know the sun is technically a star too?" Mechanika smiles. "You're really good at brightening people's moods, and I love — like that about you."
"Seriously? I never knew that. Probably should've been obvious though." Bansy laughs.
"It's okay!"
More silence. Mechanika stares up at the sky. Bansy just stares at her. It gives her time to look at her, really look at her. Her jawline is perfect. Her cheeks are flushed pink and it looks absolutely adorable. She has this aura, this aura that makes you just want to stare at her all night and for the third time, she looks so pretty in the moonlight, it's like it's her natural element.
"Is it weird I want to kiss you?" Bansy accidentally says under her breath, barely audible, even herself can hardly hear the words come out of her mouth.
"Hm?" Mechanika looks at her.
"I didn't say anything." Bansy breathes.
"Well, would it be weird if I asked it, then?" Mechanika asks.
"What?"
"I heard what you said, Ban." She says so gently, it's the most quiet Bansy has ever heard her speak.
"Oh."
"Is it weird I want to kiss you too?" Mechanika looks at her, eye meeting eye. Bansy looks away.
"Answer me." Mechanika begs. "Please."
And Bansy can't resist that voice.
"No. It isn't weird."
"So can I—"
"Stop asking questions and kiss me already."
And so thats what Mechanika does. She brings her hands to Bansy's cheeks and presses her forehead against hers and kisses her. Bansy wraps her arms around Mechanika's neck and they kiss again. And again. And again. Until they're both smiling and giggling against each others faces.
"Do you know how long I've wanted to do that?" Mechanika nearly screams, her forehead against Bansy's. "Every time you were being cute dancing at the raves, every time you picked me up, every time I slept in your bed at your house. I wanted to kiss you so bad."
"I can say the same for all of those instances." Bansy smiles. "Was it worth it?"
"Oh, one hundred percent. Can I kiss you all the time now like the cute couples at the raves. Please?"
"Of course — but does that mean we're a couple, then?" Bansy asks.
"I mean! Only if you want to be! I just — I really really like you and I've liked you for so long and I was so scared that you wouldn't like me back but — but this just happened! And I'm really really happy!" She squeals, hugging her.
"You like me." Bansy smiles, those words hitting her. "If thats what you want, then I'm fine with anything. As long as I can be with you."
"Really? So I can call you my girlfriend? And I can tell all my friends at the raves and in my band that I have a girlfriend?" She smiles.
"Of course."
"You're the best girlfriend ever!!!" She screams as she hides her face in Bansy's neck.
"I'm glad, but I'm also tired." Bansy yawns.
"Oh, right. It's four in the morning." Mechanika gets up. "Come on, let's go to my house! We can save the machines for the morning."
Mechanika picks up her jacket off the ground and wraps it around Bansy.
“It’s got a bit of grass on it, but you looked cold, so here!” Mechanika smiles.
“Thanks, Meg.” Bansy smiles warmly as she adjusts it on her shoulders. It’s quite small, but it covers most of her body.
“Mhm!” She stands on her tiptoes in order to give Bansy a kiss on the cheek, which ends up more like a kiss on her cheekbone. “C’mon! Let's go home!” She smiles as she grabs her hand and starts walking down the grassy hill. Through the dark, sandy streets until they get to the one house in the town that still has a light on. Mechanika leads her inside and introduces Bansy to her cats, in which Bansy screams over and picks them up and cuddles them and then she’s led upstairs by Mechanika into her machine-filled room. Her bed is filled with stuffed animals and soft blankets and pillows, the window is cracked so it’s quite cold in her room, but it’s comforting. They sit on Mechanikas bed and she crawls on Bansy’s lap and they kiss about another two hundred times, and then she begs to be the big spoon because she’s always wanted to do that like all the romance books she reads.
Mechanika talks for a half hour as they lay in eachothers arms until she randomly stops talking, in which Bansy looks behind her to see her asleep. She takes one of Mechanika’s hands that’s around her and gently kisses each knuckle, and then falls asleep. Just like that. In the quietness of her room in the arms of the girl she’s loved for months.