Kinney: I'm sorry.
Iko: This is the 14th time you've said that.
Kinney: It was an accident. I didn't mean to.
Iko: It didn't seem like an accident.
Kinney: Well, even if it wasn't, I apologize. It was stupid of me to do such a thing.
Iko: Liam. For the last time, I actually liked the kiss.
Iko: I mean, I couldn't exactly feel your tongue being shoved down my throat, but I felt something hot in my wires.
Kinney: Is that what that whirring was? Your internal fan?
Iko: Yeah.
Iko: At least I couldn't blush. When you pulled away, I couldn't even recognize you! Your hair was so messy, and your face was so pink...wow...
Kinney: You don't have to remind me. I know.
Iko: I finally have something to rub in your face. Don't tell me not to.
Kinney: You're not talking about my emotions, are you?
Iko: I was referring to the soft pink synthetic tissue on my face! Duh!
Iko: I thought you were good at guessing.
Kinney: I guessed right when I kissed you.
Iko: Yeah. You did, huh?
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Fanfiction☾COMPLETED☽ 🥈nd MOST READ TLC FANFIC ❝I'm never going to let my guilt from everything go away. Why do I torture myself with these dreams?❞ -Levana ❝Well...I'm an escort-droid and you're a Lunar guard. Isn't that a big hint?❞ -Iko ❝What happened at...
