Imposter [Part 10]
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esp_dragonv2Fandom: Noblesse
Summary: Muzaka makes sure Frankenstein sleeps at a reasonable time.
Notes: Among Us AU! :D
Rating: G
Genre: Sci-fi
Word count: 938
Total word count: 8,260
Status: Work in progress
Frankenstein smiled when they heard the decontamination doors hiss open. There was only one person who came to visit them this deep into the building. They could understand why the others were apprehensive there, having bad connotations with laboratories and similar places, but even so, gaining more knowledge far outstripped any unease Frankenstein may have had. Especially when they were making the space their own.
"Checking on me?" Frankenstein called out, double-checking their samples.
"You make it sound like that's the only reason why I come to see ya," Muzaka said, emerging from the decontamination area.
"Oh?" They set everything aside, making sure everything was saved. "What are the other reasons?"
"Well..." Muzaka was there when they turned around. They didn't move when Muzaka leaned his hands on the counter beside their hips, Muzaka pressing his forehead to theirs. "I like the way you taste," he murmured, closing the gap and kissing them.
Frankenstein hummed, curling a hand around the back of Muzaka's neck. When Muzaka deepened the kiss, Frankenstein sucked in a breath, pressing into it, their fingers stroking Muzaka's neck.
Muzaka pulled away, grinning. "And I like the way you look, heh," he continued, kissing them quickly again. "Buuut you should go ta bed."
"And I suppose this is your way of pulling me away from my work?" Frankenstein said, switching off the machines as they headed for the northern decontamination room.
"Is it workin'?"
"...Yes," Frankenstein admitted. Muzaka's presence was enough to distract Frankenstein's thoughts for a little while, stalling whatever thread of thought they were having. The kisses were an added bonus.
"Then I should do this more often!"
"Only when I'm up late," Frankenstein said wryly. They did have things they wanted to finish in the laboratory.
"Deal," Muzaka said, wrapping an arm around Frankenstein's shoulders with a laugh.
* * *
Was there a connection? Yes, there were similarities in the samples but it was as if they had-
Frankenstein startled when arms wrapped around their shoulders, a warm body pressed up against their back.
A kiss to their cheek and a soft chuckle that was fast becoming familiar to Frankenstein's ears.
"Guess what time it is?"
"Mmm, since you're here," Frankenstein said, leaning back against Muzaka, "I suppose it's time for bed?"
"You got it," Muzaka said, kissing their cheek again.
Frankenstein sighed, putting away the samples when Muzaka stepped away. "Maybe I should set an alarm."
"You would either ignore it, or not hear it."
"...True." They hadn't heard Muzaka come in, after all.
It didn't take long to tidy everything away and the trip to the crew's quarters was just as quick.
Maybe a little too quick.
"Somethin' wrong?" Muzaka asked as they stood outside Frankenstein's door.
Frankenstein mulled it over. "We aren't able to spend much time together, are we?" Between trying to rebuild the base to working order and Frankenstein's attempts at both keeping the crewmates healthy and studying the world around them, they were only able to grab a few minutes together between tasks, or during meal times.
"No, we're not."
"Then..." How to say this. "Would you like to spend time in my quarters?" Frankenstein asked, studying Muzaka's face.
A smile spread across Muzaka's face, and he leaned in to kiss Frankenstein. "Now?"
Frankenstein hummed at the kiss, smiling. "I wouldn't be asking if I didn't mean now."
"Then yeah, of course I do!"
It was nice feeling Muzaka follow them into their room, the door hissing shut behind them. But... "What now?" They knew humans socialised and did things together, but as for the actual activities... Frankenstein didn't know.
"Now," Muzaka said, tugging at their spacesuit, "you get ta bed."
Frankenstein stared at him, before breathing a laugh, taking off their spacesuit. "That was the promise, wasn't it?"
"I'm not coming into your room to keep you up all night, when I dragged you to yer room to get ya to sleep," Muzaka said, shaking his head as he took off his own spacesuit.
"I suppose." Frankenstein eyed their bed. The single bed. It was roomy enough by themselves, but with two people...
"Depends on if ya move around a lot or not," Muzaka said, settling in on one side.
"I wouldn't know," Frankenstein admitted. They had always slept alone as far as they were aware, and their sleeping habits weren't something the scientists had felt was important enough to bring up.
"I guess we'll find out then," Muzaka said, grinning. "I'm a hugger, just so you know."
"I'm not surprised," Frankenstein muttered, laying down on the other side, facing him. Muzaka was very physical with his interactions, always trying to touch the person he was talking with, one way or another.
Muzaka radiated heat. Frankenstein already knew that from the hugs and time they'd spent kissing, but they hadn't realised just how much the spacesuit had been containing.
"How do you not overheat in the boiler room?" Frankenstein said, frowning.
"I'm not in the spacesuit," Muzaka said, "an' I take breaks a lot of the time."
Good that he was taking precautions.
"But it's time to put that brain to sleep, yeah?" Muzaka said, brushing some hair away from Frankenstein's face, tapping their forehead with his index finger. "I'll answer yer questions in the morning."
"Hnnng." Now that Muzaka was here, they could ask.
"Night, Frankenstein," Muzaka said, amused.
Frankenstein exhaled, their own breath bouncing back at them. "Fine."
Hearing someone with them in their room was a novel experience, but even then, the day was catching up with them, and Frankenstein drifted off to sleep.
Summary: Muzaka makes sure Frankenstein sleeps at a reasonable time.
Notes: Among Us AU! :D
Rating: G
Genre: Sci-fi
Word count: 938
Total word count: 8,260
Status: Work in progress
Frankenstein smiled when they heard the decontamination doors hiss open. There was only one person who came to visit them this deep into the building. They could understand why the others were apprehensive there, having bad connotations with laboratories and similar places, but even so, gaining more knowledge far outstripped any unease Frankenstein may have had. Especially when they were making the space their own.
"Checking on me?" Frankenstein called out, double-checking their samples.
"You make it sound like that's the only reason why I come to see ya," Muzaka said, emerging from the decontamination area.
"Oh?" They set everything aside, making sure everything was saved. "What are the other reasons?"
"Well..." Muzaka was there when they turned around. They didn't move when Muzaka leaned his hands on the counter beside their hips, Muzaka pressing his forehead to theirs. "I like the way you taste," he murmured, closing the gap and kissing them.
Frankenstein hummed, curling a hand around the back of Muzaka's neck. When Muzaka deepened the kiss, Frankenstein sucked in a breath, pressing into it, their fingers stroking Muzaka's neck.
Muzaka pulled away, grinning. "And I like the way you look, heh," he continued, kissing them quickly again. "Buuut you should go ta bed."
"And I suppose this is your way of pulling me away from my work?" Frankenstein said, switching off the machines as they headed for the northern decontamination room.
"Is it workin'?"
"...Yes," Frankenstein admitted. Muzaka's presence was enough to distract Frankenstein's thoughts for a little while, stalling whatever thread of thought they were having. The kisses were an added bonus.
"Then I should do this more often!"
"Only when I'm up late," Frankenstein said wryly. They did have things they wanted to finish in the laboratory.
"Deal," Muzaka said, wrapping an arm around Frankenstein's shoulders with a laugh.
Was there a connection? Yes, there were similarities in the samples but it was as if they had-
Frankenstein startled when arms wrapped around their shoulders, a warm body pressed up against their back.
A kiss to their cheek and a soft chuckle that was fast becoming familiar to Frankenstein's ears.
"Guess what time it is?"
"Mmm, since you're here," Frankenstein said, leaning back against Muzaka, "I suppose it's time for bed?"
"You got it," Muzaka said, kissing their cheek again.
Frankenstein sighed, putting away the samples when Muzaka stepped away. "Maybe I should set an alarm."
"You would either ignore it, or not hear it."
"...True." They hadn't heard Muzaka come in, after all.
It didn't take long to tidy everything away and the trip to the crew's quarters was just as quick.
Maybe a little too quick.
"Somethin' wrong?" Muzaka asked as they stood outside Frankenstein's door.
Frankenstein mulled it over. "We aren't able to spend much time together, are we?" Between trying to rebuild the base to working order and Frankenstein's attempts at both keeping the crewmates healthy and studying the world around them, they were only able to grab a few minutes together between tasks, or during meal times.
"No, we're not."
"Then..." How to say this. "Would you like to spend time in my quarters?" Frankenstein asked, studying Muzaka's face.
A smile spread across Muzaka's face, and he leaned in to kiss Frankenstein. "Now?"
Frankenstein hummed at the kiss, smiling. "I wouldn't be asking if I didn't mean now."
"Then yeah, of course I do!"
It was nice feeling Muzaka follow them into their room, the door hissing shut behind them. But... "What now?" They knew humans socialised and did things together, but as for the actual activities... Frankenstein didn't know.
"Now," Muzaka said, tugging at their spacesuit, "you get ta bed."
Frankenstein stared at him, before breathing a laugh, taking off their spacesuit. "That was the promise, wasn't it?"
"I'm not coming into your room to keep you up all night, when I dragged you to yer room to get ya to sleep," Muzaka said, shaking his head as he took off his own spacesuit.
"I suppose." Frankenstein eyed their bed. The single bed. It was roomy enough by themselves, but with two people...
"Depends on if ya move around a lot or not," Muzaka said, settling in on one side.
"I wouldn't know," Frankenstein admitted. They had always slept alone as far as they were aware, and their sleeping habits weren't something the scientists had felt was important enough to bring up.
"I guess we'll find out then," Muzaka said, grinning. "I'm a hugger, just so you know."
"I'm not surprised," Frankenstein muttered, laying down on the other side, facing him. Muzaka was very physical with his interactions, always trying to touch the person he was talking with, one way or another.
Muzaka radiated heat. Frankenstein already knew that from the hugs and time they'd spent kissing, but they hadn't realised just how much the spacesuit had been containing.
"How do you not overheat in the boiler room?" Frankenstein said, frowning.
"I'm not in the spacesuit," Muzaka said, "an' I take breaks a lot of the time."
Good that he was taking precautions.
"But it's time to put that brain to sleep, yeah?" Muzaka said, brushing some hair away from Frankenstein's face, tapping their forehead with his index finger. "I'll answer yer questions in the morning."
"Hnnng." Now that Muzaka was here, they could ask.
"Night, Frankenstein," Muzaka said, amused.
Frankenstein exhaled, their own breath bouncing back at them. "Fine."
Hearing someone with them in their room was a novel experience, but even then, the day was catching up with them, and Frankenstein drifted off to sleep.