Fandom: Macross Frontier
Disclaimer: No ownership implied, no profit gained. This is a fanwork.
Characters/Pairings: Alto, Michel
Summary: Alto waits up.
Notes: Request for fluff for these two.
"What's the matter, Princess?" Michel questioned when he returned to their quarters a good hour past curfew. "Couldn't sleep without me?"
Alto frowned. "I was trying to find a pillow not equivalent to a bag of rocks."
Michel grinned and leaned against the bunk. "Fluffy pillows and soft sheets are not luxuries provided by the SMS."
"I've noticed," Alto replied. "If it wasn't the middle of the night, I'd go get my own bedding out of storage."
"Can't have you violating curfew..." Michel chuckled, leaning close enough that Alto could smell a strange perfume on him. He didn't ask.
But Alto did eye him for a long moment.
Finally, Michel grinned. "Well, I'm a little lonely... You can sleep with your head on my chest."
Alto hit him with the pillow.
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