Romantic Dinner for... Two? - Knight Rider, Michael x KITT

[thecrazyalaskan]

"The most romantic way to start any meal," Michael joked, carefully sticking himself with an insulin pen. "Insulin shots."

Michael, the only thing more romantic would be you in a hospital for sugar shock, KITT replied.

Michael smiled as he capped the pen and stuck it back in his jacket pocket. "We could have done that," he teased. "It's not like this is only the second date."

Please, Michael. It would have been a scoff, were it not for the affection in KITT's voice modulator. A Trans AM never degrades himself like that.

"Not even after a year in a committed relationship?"

…Allow me to clarify—a proper Trans AM never degrades himself like that.

Michael laughed, honest and open, at the words as he started unpacking his dinner. Nothing too fancy—much to KITT's annoyance, a combo meal from a fast food joint—but Michael was certain he could make it work. He took a moment to shrug out of his jacket and drape it across KITT's hood and set the little cardboard containers of food on that before getting himself comfortably seated, also on KITT's hood.

Normally, KITT would have complained about being Michael's table and chair, but given the circumstances (more specifically, the date), he didn't mind.

"Too bad you can't eat," Michael commented, playing with the thin straw paper. "That'd make this a nice dinner date."

Michael, if I could eat, KITT replied, I wouldn't be eating that heart attack in a bag.

The human simply smiled and held up his drink in a sort of toast. "Here's lookin' at you, KITT." That having been said, he took a sip of the drink and looked out over the duck pond near which KITT had parked himself.

They were quiet for several minutes, Michael eating his dinner and KITT simply being there. To any outside observer (and there were a fair number of those, jogging or walking their dogs or whatever else), it looked like a man having dinner alone on the hood of his car.

It was anything but.

Michael, I've been thinking, KITT said finally.

"About what, buddy?" Michael asked.

It's been eighteen months since we started working together, the Trans AM replied.

Michael stopped eating to think. Had it really…? "Yeah, it has been," he commented, almost awed. He paused again, then chuckled softly. "Y'know… Can't believe I'm going to admit this, but when we first met, I thought you were uptight, annoying and soulless."

KITT didn't seem to take offense at Michael's admission. When I first met you, I thought you were stubborn, impatient, easily distracted by pretty girls and listened to awful music.

"…KITT, you still think that," Michael teased.

Only because your stubbornness rubbed off onto me. Michael could almost hear the smirk in KITT's voice.

"Now it's like…" Michael went on, "you're amazing. I'm really glad we got to know each other."

The feeling is most assuredly mutual. KITT paused. Then, softly: I love you, Michael.

"I love you too, KITT," Michael said sincerely. I love you wasn't a phrase he tossed around without really and truly meaning it.

Happy anniversary.

Michael brushed his fingertips over KITT's hood. "Happy anniversary, KITT."

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Title: Romantic Dinner for… Two?
Author: TheCrazyAlaskan
Fandom / Setting: Classic Knight Rider
Characters / Pairings: Michael x KITT
Word Count: 531
Rating: T
Genre: Romance
Warnings / Notes: Light innuendo. Bunny from locoexclaimer 
Summary: It looked like a man having dinner alone on the hood of his car; in reality, it was Michael having a romantic dinner with the love of his life.

NINJA BUNNY HOLY SHIT.
I’ve had this bunny for a while, but just now felt compelled to write it. At like… 130 AM, and I could barely stop. I was in amazing groove.

Michael Knight, KITT, Knight Rider © Glen A Larson