“Why would I be mad?” Before Rin could explain that she had technically stolen a car and driven illegally, Mike asked, “I thought driving wasn’t for you?”
Rin propped her chin up on his chest and grinned. “I guess I just hadn’t found proper motivation.” Her expression turned to pure chagrin. “I ah, may have scuffed up the car on one side.”
Mike sat up fully, pulling her with him, and frowned, his hands gripping her arms. “Were you in an accident?” He asked appalled at the idea, “Are you hurt?” He finished, the words coming out in a deep growl.
“I’m fine,” she was quick to assure him, her hands settling on his shoulders as she pet him to calmness, “Though there’s a trashcan that wasn’t so lucky.”
Mike collapsed back onto the pillows in relief taking her down with him and resumed his strokes only on her back this time. He kissed the top of her head. “I’m not sorry you found your motivation, Rin, but I am sorry that it was because you had reason to be suspicious of me.”
Rin yawned and burrowed closer. “I love you, Mike. No matter what.” She said sleepily. “Just no more lies, okay?”
Mike squeezed his arms around her and kissed the top of her head. “I love you too much, Rin to ever keep anything from you again. Promise.”
That was all she needed to hear before falling asleep, warm in her lover’s embrace, with a contented smile on her face.