I wonder what it's like to be loved by you
A soft snort left the WereKing's nose as Tetradore guided Mira down the hallway and towards the magnificent garage beyond. The very notion that she would have to swim more to see him was rather laughable to the man, "You could just walk into the garage." He pointed out, one brow raising. How oblivious he was to her attempt to tease him in an effort to chase away those darker thoughts that, admittedly, hadn't truly begun to perturb him in the first place. Rather, Tetradore paused within the doorway of the vast, largely empty space beneath the swimming pool. The water above casting patterns upon the tops of his lamborghini and newly acquired Bugatti. It was the mysterious third vehicle, however, that he strove to direct her attention towards. The vehicle was covered with a nondescript black fabric, one that clung to its bodice just enough to give away the fact that it was, indeed, a car. A singular word left his lips, his declaration of 'surprise' wholly lacking the enthusiasm that usually came with the word - though he wasn't much of a man to express such extreme levels of emotions within the first place.
Watchfully, Tetradore's gaze lingered upon Mira as his girlfriend crossed the expansive space towards the covered vehicle. Her fingers grasped the polyester, only to tug it off with strikingly dramatic flourish, the very likes of which caused Tetradore to roll his eyes. The corners of his lips tilted upward as he observed her staring at the vehicle she was presented with almost dumbfoundedly. Ever so slowly, her fingers reached out to trial across the glossy hood with a lover's caress, that very touch was one he understood well. It was only when the vehicle was felt that its very existence could somehow be solidified. Her stammered voice was one that Tetradore repeated back with an almost smooth bluntness as the man agreed that it most certainly was a car. That fact, after all, was one that anyone could surely see. Her observation that the car hardly matched his own preference in vehicles was equally as obvious, as far as Tetradoore was concerned, the man was quick to confirm that it failed to meet his standards if only because it was not his car. Surely it was obvious now, who it belonged to? Then again...perhaps he should cement it for her.
Tetradore reached into his pocket as he stepped closer towards the figure of his girlfriend, only to pull the keys out and offer them to her. How quickly Mira's gaze seemed to transfix upon the key fob! That understanding finally seemed to sink in as she took a step forward, her hand quickly wrapping around his only to lean up and against him, her lips pressing fleetingly against his own. Mira pulled away, only to declare the vehicle was nothing short of perfect. "I thought --" Those words were cut off as her lips pressed against his again in a kiss equally as short lived. A soft chuckle reverberated in the back of the Alpha's throat as Mira chattered on, hardly allowing him to get a word in whilst she insisted it was her turn to take him on a date. His brow rose with a clear hint of skepticism, that change in such set gender roles so decidedly...unusual for the couple and yet...for how excited she was, he hardly had it within himself to ruin it. "Fine." He agreed, his voice holding a hint of that good natured and equally as rare amusement.
The Were-King hardly anticipated the way she threw her arms around his neck, her feminine figure pressing sweetly against the hard plains of his chest as Mira buried her face within his shirt. The very act prompted the man to freeze in place for a moment, as he glanced down at her and those muted words that tumbled from her lips. A soft, small simper crossed his features as his arms slowly raised to embrace her waist, only for him to lean down just enough to press his lips against the top of her head in a decidedly chaste kiss. "You're welcome, Mira." He muttered softly. Aiden was almost hesitant to release her from his grip and yet...the excitement within her could hardly be contained as she pulled the keys from his hand, only to scurry towards the awaiting vehicle. The press of her thumb upon the keyfob prompted the car to beep happily, its headlights flashing as it unlocked to admit her. Slowly, Tetradore wandered over towards the vehicle, simply watching her with his hands tucked in his pockets as her golden irises scanned the instruments and buttons that littered the dashboard.
Her gaze rose towards Tetradore, only to motion towards the passenger seat as she lowered the window. Her insistence to get in was met with a soft sigh before the man obliged, moving around the side of the car to open the passenger door. Aiden flopped into the side of the car, only to glance over at her as she insisted that she hardly needed the lavish gifts that Tetradore had a tendency to shower her with. "I know but..." His voice trailed off as he hesitated, the Alpha often preferred to avoid any real talk of emotion. Mira alone was often the only recipient of any real display of affection, though that tended to come with the territory of any real relationship. Still...he was beginning to acknowledge the effect his absence had upon his pack...and more importantly upon her. Though Tetradore remained convinced that they needed to learn how to exist without him, and though he was certain his death was an inevitability that could not be avoided, perhaps she also needed something to remind her how much he did care...even if it didn't always seem like it. "...this way you won't forget." What, exactly, he hoped her not to forget went left unsaid, that level of emotion still more than Aiden was willing to say aloud.
Tetradore watched as her fingers ran across the steering wheel in contemplation, only for that playful geam to glisten within her molten colored irises. Her gaze turned back towards him as she spoke, pausing for dramatic effect. An audible groan left Tetradore's lips. "Oh, God, I'm getting out." He declared, hardly hesitating to climb from his spot in the passenger seat as the Alpha rolled his eyes.