[ YOU SUCK. YOU SUCK A LOT, RALLY BUCKET. Mako's brows knit in confusion, and it's safe to say that she's quite lost in the general scheme of proposing-things. ]
Yeah, a white gold ring with a princess cut diamond. Also I don't think I ever got my mom-present.
[ must keep mischievous shit eating grin off face, must keep mischievous shit eating grin off face, must keep mischievous shit eating grin off face... ]
[ SHE DOES, and he doesn't need to force himself to keep his shit-eating grin off his face for her to just know that he's screwing with her! But, you know, in the spirit of things... ]
Wait here.
[ She climbs off him, an idea coming to mind. Mako leaves the room for a few minutes, rummaging around the drawers before she comes back with a permanent marker and the grin Raleigh's working so hard to keep off his stupidly handsome face. ]
An artist too, are you? [ he drawls, all idle sarcasm and raised eyebrows.
either way, he's holding out his hand and spreading his fingers so she can draw a ring around his designated ringfinger. yeah, sharpies bled through the skin and weren't good for you, but a little ink never killed anybody. ]
[ Mako says primly; take that how you will, Becket, because they both know she could please you senseless when she puts her mind to it. Mako's delicately drawing a ring around his finger (because yeah, after being in a nuclear powered jaeger for so long, you're worried about a little ink?), making sure that there's a little black diamond in that "ring".
Mako grins at him when she's done, pleased with her handiwork and pressing a soft kiss to his knuckles. ] So, I'll take this as a yes.
[ hey ink is dangerous, the meds in those little tin boxes don't do shit for ink. ]
It's permanent marker, I can't very well say no at this point, [ raleigh teases, but he's so entirely behind this idea. so behind it; if mako being mako wasn't enough to make him fall head over heels in love with her — he is growing physically shaky with impatience of being her husband now that the offer's been put on the table — her dexterity would certainly seal the deal.
but on a more serious joke, and he's leaning in to maybe kiss her after rumbling quietly, sincerely: ]
Yes. Yes, Mako. I would love nothing more than to marry you.
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I'm supposed to give you diamonds?
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Yeah, a white gold ring with a princess cut diamond. Also I don't think I ever got my mom-present.
[ must keep mischievous shit eating grin off face, must keep mischievous shit eating grin off face, must keep mischievous shit eating grin off face... ]
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Wait here.
[ She climbs off him, an idea coming to mind. Mako leaves the room for a few minutes, rummaging around the drawers before she comes back with a permanent marker and the grin Raleigh's working so hard to keep off his stupidly handsome face. ]
Hold out your hand.
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either way, he's holding out his hand and spreading his fingers so she can draw a ring around his designated ringfinger. yeah, sharpies bled through the skin and weren't good for you, but a little ink never killed anybody. ]
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[ Mako says primly; take that how you will, Becket, because they both know she could please you senseless when she puts her mind to it. Mako's delicately drawing a ring around his finger (because yeah, after being in a nuclear powered jaeger for so long, you're worried about a little ink?), making sure that there's a little black diamond in that "ring".
Mako grins at him when she's done, pleased with her handiwork and pressing a soft kiss to his knuckles. ] So, I'll take this as a yes.
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It's permanent marker, I can't very well say no at this point, [ raleigh teases, but he's so entirely behind this idea. so behind it; if mako being mako wasn't enough to make him fall head over heels in love with her — he is growing physically shaky with impatience of being her husband now that the offer's been put on the table — her dexterity would certainly seal the deal.
but on a more serious joke, and he's leaning in to maybe kiss her after rumbling quietly, sincerely: ]
Yes. Yes, Mako. I would love nothing more than to marry you.