⠀ kitt. it’s complicated. let’s leave it at that. ⠀ ( even he doesn’t know where to begin, or how to define what exactly he wants. often times michael jumps headfirst into things. was this another time, or is it bigger than that? ) ⠀

⠀ …earlier? you wanna inquire right now? ⠀ ( shifty. ) ⠀ surely you would rather catch some Z’s. ⠀

⠀ sounds like you got off easy to me. tired? want me to serenade you to sleep? s’only fair. ⠀ * 😏 ⠀

⠀ ( yawns & scratches at his side, giving a stretch. ) ⠀ think so. devon let you go early i see. ⠀

⠀ ( GUH? sat upright in a daze. when did he get here & why does he need ALLLLLL the covers!?! greedy car. ) ⠀

⠀ ( at this rate he’ll be up while kitt is trying to go to BED. he should really invest in a better sleep schedule. his turn to hog the blankets. ) ⠀

⠀ ( good luck down there. he’s flopped back into bed, the heels of his palms dug into his sockets & massaging. what the hell caused him to do all that back there? it felt right— but odd all at once. such conflicting emotions. ) ⠀

⠀ ( don’t think too hard on it. he’ll be back! maybe. unless he decides to take a quick power nap since kitt serenaded him so early this morning. feel free to follow or stick with bonnie, pal. ) ⠀

⠀ you won’t be disappointed. ⠀ ( he assures her, hands pulled away finally. still in your pajamas at this hour, michael? looking down & over himself before turning to head towards the door. ) ⠀

⠀ ( michael’s hands slip down & casually fiddle at kitt’s shirt collar, downplaying the otherwise hold he would’ve had on the man’s face had a second longer undisturbed played out. he side eyes the woman, a coy smile forming. ) ⠀ not exactly. ⠀ 𖬺

⠀ ( a lot of things. many of them conflicting. this is totally normal behavior for the likes of him, however the potential recipient draws reluctance on his end. ) ⠀ that’s right.. ⠀ ( bottom lip bite. closerrrrr! ) ⠀

⠀ i’d like to believe it’s positive. ⠀ ( scoots closer in return, nearly hovering above the shorter man. any closer & kitt would surely feel the fan of his breath, eyes on his. ) ⠀

⠀ don’t mention it, pal. ⠀ ( he smiles, standing & moving over to prop himself on the vehicle’s side, arms folded. ) ⠀ you’ve done gotten me used to it anyways. ⠀ ( partly leaned in. ) ⠀

⠀ i wouldn’t have brought it up if it did. ⠀ ( chair rolled back. ) ⠀

⠀ only when you run away without me knowing. ⠀ ( petttttttt. pat pat. ) ⠀

⠀ thank you. ⠀ ( rolls closer to pet on kitt’s front fender. ) ⠀ you can come back now. your ‘form i mean. if you want. ⠀

⠀ if you were ever in a terrible predicament i would like to know thank you very much. recreations aside you’re worth more to me than any of that. do you understand? ⠀

⠀ kitt, call me next time i’m not playing, now. i mean it. ⠀

⠀ as pure as your intentions were, i just don’t think that was the wisest decision. not everyone is as pure as you. just tell me next time.. okay? stuff is better done together anyways. you of all people should know that. ⠀

⠀ before i answer, have you yet to consider where i might be coming from in being upset? ⠀

⠀ you know my sleep habits by now. don’t act so surprised. ⠀ ( lips sorta pout & arms fold, his attention elsewhere while he mulls over the answer. it wouldn’t sound convincing to say no when he’s sitting here. ) ⠀ i’ll give it to ya. ⠀

⠀ obviously you need to brush up on your serenading 101. you wouldn’t be so quick to question my approval if you knew that one of the whole points of serenading is to draw the serenaded closer. both emotionally * and physically. ⠀ 𖬺

⠀ ( still in his night attire, michael slinks down the stairs & heads for the garage, ensuring he stays quiet as even being awake this early without a mission lined up is odd for him. appearing in the garage entry & flipping the lights on. ) ⠀ 𖬺

⠀ …you didn’t? ⠀ ( he was sure bonnie would’ve drawn the truth out of him. ) ⠀

⠀ you sure she didn’t fill your head with serenading thoughts instead. ⠀

⠀ ( rubs at his face through kitt’s rambling. the early morning grogginess has it running all together for him, but he’s almost certain he’s chopped it up to one thing in his dazed mind. ) ⠀ what did bonnie do to you. ⠀ ( kitt’s not a serenader!? ) ⠀

⠀ ( shut up is what he might’ve said in the past here. ) ⠀ what exactly are you doing? ⠀

⠀ ( hand over his face, humming a groan. what time even is it? earlier than what he’d planned for no doubt. ) ⠀ …kitt. ⠀ * 🌀 ⠀

⠀ now go to bed, kitt. ⠀

⠀ ( brows furrowed. is the solo over? ) ⠀

⠀ ( ….rolls over. go to bed, kitt. ) ⠀

⠀ ( see if you can get him to understand, ms. miracle worker. excusing himself past devon with a quieted ‘not now’ at the bottom of the staircase, leaving the older gentleman & his spoken inquiries behind him. ) ⠀

⠀ ( michael always feels terrible after anything happens to kitt. it doesn’t matter if his holoform is simply chopped up to be something fake, damage is damage & they’re supposed to look out for one another. would kitt feel the pain? that’s even WORSE. ⠀ 𖬺

⠀ kitt, you don’t understand what i’m getting at here. ⠀ ( grip on the wheel increased slightly. ) ⠀ i know you can’t be taken out that easily, but you also can’t fight back. you can’t harm a living, breathing person even if they’re ⠀ 𖬺

⠀ what do you think would’ve happened to you if i hadn’t of showed up when i did? because i’m positive those guys weren’t hanging around to discuss what kind of coffee you had in your cup. ⠀

⠀ ( pissy side eye. if the roles were reversed kitt would lay into him, huffing & attempting to loosen up. ) ⠀ you don’t see the issue with this at all, do you? ⠀

⠀ ( he’s clearly lost in thought, as he doesn’t dare speak until they’re well down the highway again. the hum of the road under tire makes for great ambiance despite the tense situation at hand. ) ⠀ how’d you get all the way out here. ⠀

⠀ ( he knows you can see now just where you’ve ended up, kitt, gaze harsh & stone set on the area the unfriendly crowd had disappeared in. ) ⠀ …get in. ⠀ ( walking around to the driver side & sinking inside. ) ⠀

⠀ ( determined eyes flit across the screen pinpointing kitt’s ‘other half’ as it could arguably be called, thick brows knitted taut. a grand entrance will buy kitt time whether he knows it or not, a wide u-turn maneuver noisily performed, ⠀ 𖬺

⠀ ( NO. & there’s a possibility that he’ll find out WHY if michael doesn’t get to him in time. rocketing down the highway, speed shy of the triple digits. rescuing his own car in a sense. ) ⠀

⠀ kitt. that better not be what i’m thinking it is. ⠀ * ♨️ ⠀ ( he can’t exactly speak to you this way, michael, turning the key & reversing out of the driveway with haste. ) ⠀

⠀ …got a little carried away. ⠀ ( he puffs while in the process of getting situated in the seat, his jacket laid on the console. waiting expectantly for kitt’s holo to join him. ) ⠀ you don’t have to hide from me, pal. ⠀

⠀ ( the life of a casanova. he’s politely closing the now locked front door behind him, his jacket slung over his shoulder. kitt is exactly where he left him, but that doesn’t mean everything is fine. approaching the car.. ) ⠀ kitt? you up? ⠀

⠀ ( sat up at once & patting around in the dark for his shirt, mindful of how much he jostles around. this isn’t how he should feel after whats occurred. something isn’t right & he knows it! ) ⠀

⠀ ( he’s no better than the cat in this scenario. that feline has the right idea! looking both ways & jogging across the street. only a minor disruption, kitt. please hold. ) ⠀

⠀ there’s someone out there for everyone. ⠀ ( the cat safely crosses the street & begins to follow a young lady, who stops to pet her. michael pulls his shades down for a moment, eyes laser focused. meow indeed, kitty. meow indeed. ) ⠀ 𖬺

⠀ you think i’d replace you that easily? with a cat?! i’m hurt, partner. she’s nice and all but she doesn’t come close to you. ⠀ ( she’s rubbing on michael’s pants legs, tail held high. ) ⠀

⠀ kitt. c’monnnn. you and the silent treatment are as thick as thieves by this point. ⠀ ( letting the kitty go. ) ⠀

⠀ ( uh oh. ) ⠀

⠀ do you want a pet too? or is that only limited to felines also? ⠀ ( stop teasing the man, michael KNIGHT. the stray meows, headbutting against his palm. ) ⠀