MCR Imagines And Oneshots

♡^Swimming in thin air | K.K.

(A/n)

Requested by Fakeaccay

First Kobra oneshot
How we feeling about it?

*not proofread, smh

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"Hello, everyone! Look alive, sunshine!" I grin as I walk into the diner, immediately becoming aware of Party and Jet sitting in a corner due to the heavy sigh coming from the former – they glare at me from under the bright red strands whereas Jet doesn't really mind. "Hey, Party! Where's–"

"His room." Party rolls their eyes.

"Thank you, lovely!" I grin at Party's complaints, just heading to Kobra's room and there's a grin on his face when I open the door after a knock and step inside.

"(K/n)!" He places down whatever he was working on – another one of his devices, I presume – and comes to pull me for a hug, lips pressed against mine for a few seconds. "You didn't say you were coming!"

I shrug softly, kissing the corner of his lips. "You said I didn't need to warn you. Anyways, I was thinking we could go somewhere, what do you think?" I grin and there's this knowing look setting on his face, the one he gives me whenever I'm planning something that'd potentially get us in trouble, making me wonder how he knows me so well. "It's gonna be fun, c'mon. Put on some comfortable clothes, good enough for running!" I pull away, tapping his chest.

"Oh?" Kobra raises an eyebrow. "And what would we need to run from?" A grin tugs on his lips, despite everything, as he moves to pull on some proper clothes, replacing the shorts and old shirt. "Where are we going?"

"Gonna be a surprise this time!" I cross my arms over my chest, leaning back against the wall. "Nothing bad, tho, I promise! Don't be pessimistic like Party!"

"Me? Pessimistic like them?" Kobra scoffs, though pausing when becoming aware of the glare I send him – the two are almost the same person, wanting or not, saving for a few details. He probably gets what I mean and sighs, rolling his eyes.

We leave the room when Kobra's ready, letting the others know we're leaving – what doesn't happen without Party threatening to do something in case I get Kobra in trouble, lovely. Everything is going to be alright, they need to chill. I mean, maybe not, that's why I always take two loaded guns with me, but well, the desert's like this. Let's risk it, huh.

"Just a minute," I tell Kobra before I can get in the car and jog to the gas station area, finding Ghoul there as predicted. "Hey, man, can you lend me a bomb? I can bring you something next time I come here. I still have that list of things you want." I grin. "Short range, also."

Ghoul becomes visible as he stands up from his bent position over the car, face dirty with grease and hair all messy, and looks around, scanning the place. "Only because I love you." He grabs one of his bombs from a shelf, carefully handing it to me along with a remote control for it. "Short range, but has a great effect, though it isn't so delicate, won't go off so easily. I guess that'll work well for... whatever you want."

"You're the best!" I smile, taking it in hands – Ghoul glares at me for a moment, eventually smiling too –, and start walking away.

"Does Party know you're taking a bomb with you?" He raises an eyebrow.

"Nope! And I hope he never does!" I wave, furrowing my eyebrows lightly, before jogging out of the garage and back to my car, the small bomb already in my jacket's inside pocket. "Ready?"

Kobra hums from his place on the passenger seat. "Of course!" So beautiful. I lean in, pressing a kiss to his lips, and start the car, the low sound of the engine making us pull away and focus on the road now. "Changed your mind about the said surprise?" He pokes me playfully, a smile tugging on his lips. "Gonna tell me anything?"