`` ronnie… w-what—-? `` minran immediately cut himself off in fear of waking charon, but shock coloured his features all the same at the sight of the mechanic pressed up against his side. a nightmare consisting of constant beatings from greedy men who do nothing but take, the dying breath of his mother… all had accosted him once again in his slumber upon the couch in the stadium lounge. which is why, upon awakening with a jolt and hurried breaths, minran was shocked at the sweet sight of charon slumbering peacefully against him. with a heaving sigh, minran’s tense figure relaxed, as if melted by the warmth provided by the other. a hand is raised to gently brush wayward tresses away from charon’s peaceful face, a soft smile forming on minran’s lips at the rare, beautiful sight of the mechanic at rest, with none of the usual creases gained by the stress of her work, or ire towards minran. a chuckle escapes at that thought. minran’s wrist would be snapped in two even before he touched charon’s face if she were awake. so, for reasons beyond avoiding death by angry mechanic, minran would cherish this memory, a sweet vision to behold, for a long time.
