Give power to that hidden fiery soul!

A fight that was fresh in his mind as Miwa lounged at a bench just outside the subway. He often wondered how that team was doing...TRY3. A team he’d taken quite the liking to during a certain quest. And the one he’d fought...well...the kid had changed so much over the first time he’d seen him, and that was a day before they fought? Longer?

In this city, it was hard to tell too much about time. 

So he’d thought he’d take a page out of Kai’s book and attempt to snooze, however...

That jacket...it had caught Miwa’s eye undoubtedly. 

     “Hey, hey!”

With a friendly voice, he’d call out.

🎭: Our muses rehearsing a script together

❅: Our muses playing in the snow

☕: Your muse bringing mine a coffee

✿: My muse patching up a wound your muse has gotten

🕷: Your muse scaring my muse

✉: My muses reaction to a note yours left behind

🍬: Our muses eating sweets together

🌠: Our muses looking at the stars together

🔥: Our muses sitting together by a fireplace

☔: Our muses getting caught in a rainstorm together

☏: My muse drunk calling yours at night

✄: My muse fixing a stitch in your muse's clothes

ϟ: Your muse eating my muse's food

▲: Our muses getting trapped in a room together

🎧: My muse sharing their earphones with yours

✌: Our muses taking a selca together

♫: My muse makes yours a holiday playlist

🛍: Our muses going shopping together

🎁: Your muse giving mine a present

My muse is sick and is unwilling to take any medication because they are being a big baby. Send a 💊 to shove medicine into my muses mouth.

Oh, come on…Miwa had work to do, or at least, had to look for work, and he was feeling sluggish about all of it. So, he’d gone to talk to Misaki to get his mind off of things, only to be glared at. When he’d open his mouth to ask what was wrong, Misaki shoved something into his mouth. 

Medicine? Gross, not to mention that…no matter. 

He’d let out a huff of indignation. 

     “Misaki. There are people watching, you know.”

A quieter mumble.

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☼ Favorite time of day

He’s always been partial to late morning to early afternoon, until he realizes that he’d accidentally slept through a class or two. Other than that, he tends to simply enjoy the time time he works at Card Capital, since he can both see his friends, and help others at the same time. 

↪ Internet browsing activities

He’s probably online trying to see how his friends are doing overseas, if there’s any news of them in any of the Vanguard circuits. Other than that he’s pretty hooked on viral videos and vines. He loves having a good laugh. He also has the tendency to forward these videos and whatnot to his childhood friends. Do they appreciate it? Who knows?

♨ Their cooking ability (or lack thereof)

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✧ How clean their living space is now, and/or would be ideally

It would be pretty clean, seeing as he hasn’t had too much time to do much about getting anything that would make a mess, with having to balance school, work, and hanging out with pals. He enjoys cooking, so of course the cooking space would be perfectly clean. He tends to be neat with his belongings, but seeing as he’s probably taking college classes...

Whenever a test rolls around, though...papers, papers everywhere.

♜ Interior decorating aesthetic

He’s a bit of a minimalist, tending to keep things simple and neat. He doesn’t have more than he actually needs, just enough to live comfortably. If there’s too much crammed into a single space, he tends just a little bit to stress out, so by keeping things minimal, he can actually relax at home. 

♘ Any pets they might have

My muse is sick and is unwilling to take any medication because they are being a big baby. Send a 💊 to shove medicine into my muses mouth.

He’d been doing his best, honest, and had always waved it off as fatigue when he started to slow down. He’d thought he’d hid it well enough, laughing it away when the others had asked him, but...

He was too surprised to struggle when Kai shoved something into his mouth. That taste...was that medicine? Honestly, he thought he’d had Kai fooled about his own health, but Miwa supposed that Kai picked up on things better than Miwa could ever really hope to hide away.

Nonetheless, that didn’t stop Miwa from grimacing and making a show of the medicine tasting horrible. There was a reason Miwa was trying to act like he was fine, after all.

     “Kai...you...”

     “You always were kinda blunt about things.”