You pace around the lobby of the landing pod, bored and restless. And exhausted. The heels of your feet make metallic clicks against the metal flooring, and the light flickers. You're not even stressing over anything, you're just bored and need something to do.

You hear the mechanical hiss from the main entrance, the door sliding open smoothly. N steps in, looking as graceful as usual.

"You contacted me?" N raises a digital brow, shutting the pod door behind him and folding his hands behind his back. You nod. "Why did you say you burnt food? We don't cook, silly." N chuckles, walking up to you.

He wraps his large arms around your waist, pressing a kiss to your cheek. You laugh softly, but it's abruptly stopped when you feel a light, playful tug on your tail, just above where it connects to your synthetic spine followed shortly by a soft, slightly-sultry chuckle that exits N's lips. Your face flushes.