If there was anything Luca was certain about, it was that he needed to make an entirely new suit for actual mecha piloting.
His cheeks flushed as he shuffled determinedly across the workshop, walking just a little… askew. Ahem.
Xavier had asked him at least three times if he wanted to rest longer, but Luca waved him off every time. "I'm fine! I took a healing pill, didn't I? I'm perfectly good to work!"
He had work. Lots of work. And an overhaul to plan.
After all, there was no way he could pilot properly when every time he thought about the current suit, his mind went straight back to that.
To last night. To when his husband decided that a "full body inspection and massage" was part of Xavier's expression of thanks for the reward he received.
The memory made his ears burn red.
Luca shook his head rapidly, forcing his mind back to focus.
