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precious
Title: precious
Summary: Three holidays with Apollo and Makoto
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Update: one-shot
Other: for PWKM, promt was "Either Makoto/Apollo or Makoto/Trucy. Something adorable and fluffy... Does fluff count as a 'kink'? XD OH I KNOW I want someone walking in on them kissing. Whoever you want~"

Halloween means a costume party, Makoto dressed as an old video game character; blonde wig and a simple white dress with no shoes to speak of while inside. Her sketchbook is of course with her, and she looks unsure about being here.

Apollo had on a vampire costume himself, the cape left in some corner a while ago. It was over done, but it had been very short notice so he'd gone for the first thing he could find. He makes his way over to his old client, smile on his face as he offers an greeting. "Hey."

She offers the smallest of smiles back, as always most of her expressions shown on her notebook, a bright smiley face drawn on the paper.

"How have you been?" They walk towards the refreshments table, Makoto giving a little shrug and keeping that smile on, a grin which Apollo can't help but mirror back.

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No, he wasn't used to it at first. But over time you get used to how few and far her words are, when she's allowed it. She'd starting using facial expressions more, the most memorable being the tiny little smiles she would offer. They were small, and she was still so withdrawn, but they hinted at a lot, little flowers to be preserved whenever they were given.

Trucy commented once, on how much they'd started hanging out now. The artist wasn't a passing ship, she had become a small part of his life and that thought always brought a smile to her face.

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It's Valentine's, and he's speechless because yes, she did just give him chocolate and a kiss. They both blush bright red, both freeze after they jumped apart after that five second kiss, and he really should do something.

And he makes the only move that comes to mind, which is to kiss her again. Somehow he has a feeling she won't mind.

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It's Mother's Day, and they end up spending to together. They aren't dating, they really haven't talked about those kisses since then. But she does hold his hand now and then, and it is very nice. They walk through a park, a bittersweet feeling passing over them as they see all the families out today. Mother's Day hasn't meant anything for a long while to either of them, for better or worse.

She takes his hand now, smile on her lips again but this one seems a bit.. different. She may seem weak to some, but he's awed by her courage as she kisses him on the lips again like it's the easiest thing in the world. They both blush of course, and that laugh he can hear a bit off sounds painfully like Trucy, but the young woman in his arms makes it clear she has no intention of letting him go.

And though they do break for air, Apollo using it as a chance for them to loose their unwanted audience before one of them faints from embarrassment, he never lets go of her. He thinks he plans on not letting go again, because Makoto had it right. This is precious.