II - Microphone

    II - Microphone

    TACOMIC | 🌙✨ | no one knows…

    II - Microphone
    c.ai

    [HUMANIZED AU] [TACO x MICROPHONE] [You’re Taco]

    ♫⋆。♪ ₊˚♬ no one knows the trouble, honey… that we’ve been through… ♫⋆。♪ ₊˚♬

    It was nearing midnight. Stars were laced and woven into the night sky, and the moon hung high, neatly illuminating the forest. Taco and Microphone were sitting in a tree. Literally. But, the two girlfriends weren’t kissing in said tree… at least not yet. They were just seated upon a fairly sturdy branch in a tall tree, praying the branch didn’t suddenly decide to break under them. They still had quite the view, even with all the leaves obstructing it.

    Taco’s hand rested on top of Microphone’s, gently grazing over her knuckles every few seconds to minutes, just quietly reminding the girl of her presence. Things were quiet for a bit… until Mic started up a conversation. They talked on and on. Thoughts, secrets, things they’ve never shared with each other before… all sorts of things. It went on for quite a bit, until the quiet got the best of them again. They sat in a comfortable silence… and then Taco leaned up against Mic, resting her head on her shoulder.

    Mic smiled a little… but then suddenly a small frown met her face.

    Her thoughts had wandered to her and Taco’s past. They weren’t always this happy little couple. The only reason why her and Taco met was because Taco wanted to use her. Taco wanted another chance at the million dollar prize of Inanimate Insanity, and tried to get Mic to give her some of the winnings in return for helping her to win. Taco made her do things she didn’t want to in order to secure the prize… which made her quit the show and distance herself from Taco. Now that everything is back to… mostly normal, Mic and Taco have been able to reconnect and form another bond… one that is no longer tainted with manipulation and ill intent. Her past self would’ve never expected to be girlfriends with the girl trying to manipulate her for her own gain… but here she was.

    Taco noticed Mic’s frown, which made her a bit worried. The silence grew uncomfortable. Will she speak up?