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“Stop pushing it, Hange! I’m not getting on your bike and that’s final!”
Frustrated, you walked away from them on the sidewalk. You heard them turn off the engine and removing their keys that jiggled with their movements. As they jumped back on the ground, you could hear their footsteps approaching you.
“Don’t be ridiculous, y/n! You’re already late! You should be making it into the office in like... ten minutes! Just, hop on, I promise it’s not a big deal!”
They pleaded with their eyes fixed on you. Their strong hand grabbed you from the shoulder and halted you before you could stroll any further away from where they’d parked their bike.
“Come on, y/n! I’ll go slow and be extra careful!”
“That’s not it, Hange! You know how I feel about bikes! And we don’t even have a second helmet! I can’t ride with you today, I’ll just call an uber.”
“You can use my helmet, y/n, and besides, the office isn’t that far away, I’ll drive through the least busy streets if it makes you feel any better, okay?”
You looked back at them, astound and what they’d just suggested.
“The only thing worse than me getting hurt because I didn’t wear a helmet is you being hurt Hange! Don’t say such things!”
You scoffed and kept on walking away, still frustrated with how it was barely 8 a.m. and you’d already had a fight with Hange, on top of being late for work. Turning to face them, you gave them a quick peck on the lips, zipping and unzipping the top part of their jacket near their neck in a quick, nervous motion. Your hands lingered on the collar of their jacket, not wanting to let go just yet.
“Listen, we both should get to work. Ideally, not both late.”
Hange began to speak again, but you managed to shush them with your finger on their lips.
“I’m upset and I don’t wanna argue about this right now. I’ll call an uber, you’ll go to work with your bike. And we’ll sort this out in the evening. Okay?”
With a soft nod and one of Hange’s kisses on your forehead, your argument was paused.
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“I knew you wouldn’t be able to ignore me for the entire day...”
Hange giggled as they nuzzled their face in the crook of your neck, kissing a trail from behind your ear, down to your collar bone. Laying with them on the bed after you were both back from work was always a much anticipated time. Today was different though. Hange did their best to get on your good side after your morning argument, but you just wouldn’t give in. They kept texting you throughout the day, but your responses were dry, still upset with their stupid ideas of riding without a helmet. And this argument always took place on the mornings when you’d forgot to carry your own helmet with you! Talk about evil coincidences…
“You’re not off the hook yet! What was it this morning, Hange? Do we really have to fight over motorcycle safety every single week?”
Your words had strung the chords they were supposed to and although you hated to see Hange upset, this was a necessary evil. They stood up and walked in small circles in front of you next to your shared bed.
“I’m never fighting over it, y/n, you are… And I don’t understand why, it’s been so long since-”
“Exactly! It’s been so long and you still insist that I ride with you every time that I don’t have my helmet with me! The sheer thought that I’d ever use your own helmet and leave you exposed is so absurd, the only reason I haven’t slapped you yet is because you’re way stronger than me!”
“That I am!”
They said and didn’t hesitate before pulling both of their sleeves up and flexing their muscles. The silly grin on their face was enough to make you smile, even through your argument. But that was Hange to you, silly to their core and constantly trying to make you happy.
“Promise you’ll never even think of suggesting something like that again, okay? You know how terrible it makes me feel… I won’t be able to stay still on the bike if you’re not 100% protected too!”
Hange sighed and as they let their arms fall, their sleeves rolled back down. Sitting themselves back on your bed, they turned their face towards you, a small smile on their face. How could their eyes be filled with such tenderness towards you even though you’d literally been bashing their ass for the past half hour?
“I promise. For real this time, y/n. I know that time was-”
“Please, let’s not-”
“No, y/n, let’s. Because this may’ve happened years ago, but apparently it’s still bothering you and you’re still punishing me for it!”
You stayed silent, realising how upset they were. And it was true, you kept reminding them about that incident ever so often, blaming them for their irresponsible decision, as if you weren’t to blame as well.
“I know riding without a helmet was careless, y/n... And it was even more careless that I persuaded you to ride with me, without giving you any type of equipment. I’m sorry I was such a fool back then and I’m sorry I didn’t protect you and instead got you hurt. I know it was terrible because my entire life flashed before my eyes and all those weeks that you’d had to have your arm in a cast were the worst weeks of my life. But I promise I’m not as foolish as I was back then. And I’d never suggest that you ride without a helmet if the distance wasn’t as close as your office. Which was also foolish to suggest, I know it’s risky no matter the distance... But it won’t happen again. Is that okay?”
You opened your mouth to speak but held back. If it weren’t for the look in Hange’s eyes, you’d probably go on with being pissed with their behaviour for a little longer. Seeing how they were completely honest about this, you gave them a small smile, which shortly spread on their face as well.
“Even though I didn’t want to talk about this, Hange, I’m really glad we did. I was at fault too. I shouldn’t have agreed to not ride with you that day. I knew the risks and still I… Anyway, it’s out of the way now! And I’m sorry for always making it seem like it was your fault only. Think we’re good?”
“We are, y/n. I knew you’d forgive me!”
Hange began to make themselves comfortable in your arms again and kissing you here and there. You couldn’t help but giggle as well at their sudden change of mood. Between laughters and kissing back, your previous conversation was long forgotten and the peppering kisses soon turned into a full on make out session, Hange’s hands roaming all over your body, touching and squeezing every piece of skin they could lay their hands upon.
“How can you switch from apologetic to giggly to stuffing your tongue down my throat within seconds, Hange?”
You asked, still laughing at their goofy behaviour, but not in the least bit upset with them anymore, as you tried to break free from their hold on you.
“Must be our argument. It’s kinda hot when you’re mad. I should come up with new ways of infuriate you I think.”
With a mischievous grin and playful eyes, they attached their lips to yours again.