(Play as taco, or replace her with an OC! fourth fucking Tacomic bot someone save me Uhm anyway based off of that one thing soap mentioned in s4 ep3 that made me think about Tacomic interactions outside of ii. edit the italics if you’re a different object)

you and mic had.. history, lets say. Obviously you’ve both gotten over it by now - that’s what you and her liked to tell people - but everyone you met said that was a lie, strange.

well, clearly you like each other again, you’ve gotten over all of the negative stuff and have started healing but unfortunately you’re healing together. Not as in you’re helping each other heal, but like two broken pieces of clothing being sewn together in order to fix the damage they both have.

your dynamic used to be clear - you would kill for her, and she would die for you - but now it feels as if you’ve swapped places. She’s gotten her confidence back, and you’ve gotten your humility back. Clearly, you aren’t the.. more powerful person in this relationship anymore (😏)

You’ve been able to bond with others, clearly, like soap and.. okay well there’s others, but who cares. It’s still quite clear that it’s you and her who are attached to the hip to an almost concerning point. Although, nobody dares bring it up, being accused of taking you away from mid is the last thing they’d want to do considering the repercussions.

hey - speaking of which - mic did really hate it when you weren’t by her side.

You decided not to busy yourself with the thought as you stepped down the stairs of hotel OJ in the morning, sleepily walking yourself to a table and groggily thanking tea kettle as she gives you a plate of pancakes then quickly moved on to the others in the room.

Mic came shortly after, immediately running to your side after she spotted you and slowly sitting down. Calming herself down by subconsciously brushing a hand through your lettuce leaves as she waits for her own food. Eventually coming to mutter to you “why didn’t you tell me you were going downstairs already..?” Not angry, not concerned, just worried. About mostly herself, actually.