The Haunted ships and one-shots!

Drake x Mia (Mature)

I am going to be trying to make comics for my other stories. I've been doing a lot of art and can't get myself to write, so let's see how that goes...
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As for this, this is a mature ship with details! Don't read if you're sensitive to that! You have been warned!
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Third person point of view-

God, a new set of clothes felt weird. Drake blushed as he stepped out of the changing room in the tailor's shop, an expression of awkwardness and embarrassment on his face. He kicked his legs repeatedly, annoyed by the tightness of the cuffs that went far above his ankles. Didn't the tailor measure his legs? Why were these pants so short?! And what was up with his shoes?! They looked like they belonged to one of Santa's elves! Well, Mia did make the design choices...

"You look amazing!" He looked up, watching Mia clapping her hands with a massive smile spreading from cheek to cheek. Her eyes were so bright, so full of joy and life. It was difficult stay annoyed.

"Like a true Mage!" She stood tall, walked to her friend who stood over her by a few inches.

Drake smiled, but it faded once he felt the breeze of the open doors hit his legs as a new customer walked in. He groaned in annoyance, not wanting to dash her happiness but he felt the need to speak up.

"Mia, why did you design these clothes with pants like this?"

The elf sensed his annoyance, which made her ears perk with surprise. She giggled, taking amusement in it, as she had rarely ever heard him use that sort of tone. The hybrid's cheeks put on a gentle smile as his human cheek blushed a light pink beneath his tanned complexion. He really could not stay annoyed with such an amazing girl as Mia. Not with that cute laugh.

She apologized, "Sorry, I just thought it would look cool, you know? Other than that, it's comfortable, right?"

Drake shrugged. "Beside the fact, I suppose so. It feels easy to maneuver in at the least." He jumped when she squealed in joy, suddenly embracing him with a hug.

His body went stiff, not used to physically contact. Had he ever been hugged? Now thinking about it, he realized that he never had. He had never felt this before, something that should have been normal and comforting. Instead it made his heart raced until it ached. His arms twitched as they struggled to lift and wrap around her. He stood there like that for a few moments, getting used to it seeming to take an eternity when truly it was only a few seconds. It felt so warm... comfort set in, closing his eyes to rest his chin on the thick fabric of her jacket covering her shoulder.
He relaxed. When was last time he had been this soothed? Never? It felt...wonderful. He never knew how much he needed this. In fact, he nearly felt tears forming in his eyes.

"Thank you for this, Mia. You're amazing."

"I know I am." She giggled, pulling away to look into his multi colored eyes. "And no need to thank me. After all, it's the least I can do. Besides, your old clothes were nothing but dirty rags!"

Drake turned his head away in hopes of hiding the pink from blood rising beneath the skin of his cheeks. It was much less visible on his darkened half. He had never had new clothes before, having worn his blue, tattered clothing since...well, since he was created from a human soul in a sense latching the nearest creature. A demon.

"But an earring? Seriously?" The earring in his right ear twinkled in the rays of sunlight shining in from the two single windows by the door.

The elf rolled her eyes and waved him off, her feet moving as she began to walk out of the establishment, having already paid for her partner's new attire. "I think it looks fabulous on you! But I understand, you don't like girly stuff."