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funeral for a memory
Returning home after a busy day, Ennio finds their room quiet again. Except this time, it's a calm quiet. Comforting, like a blanket tucking him in right before night falls. Dropping their coat on the sofa, they remember something of his that they still have.
He was so sweet today. He made them both baked potatoes with cheese, and their favorite dessert as a snack. They could talk to him about anything. If they were upset, their first and natural instinct is to reach out for him. He who has been a source of comfort ever since the two of them were born. 822 years ago, however, that comfort just vanished one day. They held a funeral after 5 years of his disappearance. They were the only one to show up. On their nightstand, a framed photo, candles, and the heaviest heart to weigh it all down. 5 years worth of tears were spilled time and time again, but that day, they didn't come. Maybe it didn't register just yet. Maybe they still held out hope. The portrait and the candles remained there.
One day, during a shoot, the camera lens seemed to get blurry. The floodgates opened, they collapsed on the ground, shaking, inconsolable. Malfunctioning. Broken. They had to retreat to their office for an hour. They told nobody what had happened.
When they moved, they took the portrait and candles. It was displayed in the new mansion's bedroom. Black ribbons and candles and all. When anyone came over, the frame would be laid down, and stood back up once the house was empty again.
When it was time to become a worker at the garden, it was kept safe, tucked away with other personal belongings. His old hoodie was right there with it. Those were really the only personal items they wanted to keep anyway. The faint memories still lingered on their surfaces. The hoodie almost felt like hugging him again.
And now, the portrait laid safely inside a box, in the bottom of the closet, right beside that old black hoodie.
The photo is of the two brothers, right after they moved in to their first apartment together, finally free from a painful life. It's the only recent photo they had of him.
He's still the same today. Happier than ever. Ennio quietly removes the photo from the frame.
The frame and ribbons end up in the trash, while the photo itself finds its final resting place on the first page of their photo album. On the back, they wrote the year and a note. "Nothing can separate us again."
Ennio grabs their phone and write him a text message.
"I had a good time, we should have another movie marathon soon. I'll bring more popcorn!"
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it's never too late, and you are never too old to learn something new about yourself. happy pride
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Happy pride, dear actors. Get gayer.
standing completely still with a big lovesick smile on his face while you walk over to kiss him
Ah.
Ennio voicing the phrase for the second time once again scrambles his thoughts. Okay. Maybe they do really mean it. Just maybe. . .
Before he gets the chance to ask anymore questions, they've already disappeared. Huh? Where did they go? Did Ennio change their mind and run away? Just like everyone else? Gone?
That's when he's tackled to the fucking floor. Well, that's what he thinks happens anyway.
Yoichi has seen many people leave throughout the years. Lovers. Friends. Even his best friends. Well, he walked back into the life of one of them. But he's not entirely sure of where they stand. Not that he really even feels like asking. Doesn't really matter right now anyway.
Because Ennio didn't leave after all. They're right here, sitting on his chest and. . . holding a small box that can only contain one thing. Confused eyes widen as the line is repeated again.
"I-- Y-- You want to marry. . . me. . . . . ?"
And that can only mean one thing. Ennio wants to stay. "You mean it. . . ?" Of course they mean it. The box with the ring is right fuckng there. Not to mention them asking the question THREE times!
Rion would bonk him on the head if she was here.
"Sure--!! I'd love. . . I'd love to marry you."
— Ennio knows that pain. Feeling like you'll never truly matter to anyone, the feeling of never being enough, knowing one day you will be utterly, truly alone. He's lived with that feeling for 800 years. Yet, here he is now, a pleading mess. The ring box opens. A rather simple, but beautiful ring, engraved with flowers. Chrysanthemums. For love and devotion. And a white diamond among them.
He didn't think the proposal would stun him into silence like this. Head swims from the little alcohol they consumed, and that also may be the reason, they start tearing up once Yoichi agrees. And thinking that he's currently looking at his future husband... future husband. It hits his brain and the tears don't stop flowing. They drop the ring box as they just grab his face and lean down for a kiss. It's brief, but it is no less passionate and hungry, as if Ennio wanted their bodies and souls to melt together in the embrace.
He pulls back just enough to say, "I love you. I'm... sorry I ran away. I did not mean to scare you." He gets up, and extends a hand to help Yoichi up as well. "Let me... give you your ring properly. Like... like they do in the movies..."
Ennio wipes tears from his face and grabs the ring box again to present it to his fiance, letting it glisten in the dim light of their booth. On one knee, ring held high.
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"Ughhhhh I don't wanna get out of bed yeeeeeet.....," he whines, pulling the blanket over his head. It's already almost 12:00.
— Ennio sits down next to him on the bed and leans down to kiss his head through the blanket. "Well... you did stay up pretty late. But, I know you must be hungry, so! I made that pasta you liked last time. Come have lunch with me?"
They gently tug on the blanket, trying to see if they can peek at his eyes, "I'll also make you some coffee~"
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That certainly is not the reaction Yoichi expected. For the first time in his life, he's been caught completely off guard. 'Please, marry me'. Words he never thought anyone would ever say to him. Something he thought noone would ever desire--
"H-- Huh???"
Stunned. Baffled. Thoughts scrambled. Big cute brown eyes blink several times as he processes the request. Is he serious? Does he mean it? Or is it just the only thing he could come up with as a response to the question? Both?
For the first time in his life, Yoichi Nagumo has been stunned into silence. This is the first time someone has managed to get him to shut the fuck up.
Only for a moment, though.
"Well, that is one way to react! You like my singing so much that you wanna marry me? Put a ring on my finger?"
— They've spent so much time together, ever since they became 'official'. And Ennio's been meaning to ask this very question for some time now. His fears and doubts have been holding him back, telling him that this is not what Yoichi would want. But somehow, he feels like part of this has always been scripted. How the scene would unfold, he had no idea. And would have never thought it would be like this, here, and now.
Seeing the confusion on his face, they repeat: "Please, marry me." Now with determination in their eyes, they clutch his hands tightly to their chest. Deep breaths, a quivering lip, before they feel the sting of tears in the corner of their eyes.
"W-wait, I should have brought the ring-- I-I agh, let me go get it!" With an instant scene change, Ennio is dropped on the floor of their bedroom, and quickly gathers themself - the ring is pulled from the nightstand drawer in a hurry. They begin running as they switch back to the karaoke booth and bumps into Yoichi with full force. The two of them tumble to the ground, Ennio sat on his chest, managing to catch the ring box just before it gives him a concussion.
They stare down at him, shaky hands holding the box like it's the most precious treasure in the world. A silent moment passes.
"I meant it. Please, marry me." Now repeated for the third time. They'll say it again if they need to.
"Alright, alright, I guess it's my turn~!" Grabbing the microphone, he picks a song. However, he doesn't step onto the karaoke room's stage, instead, he sits down right next to Ennio. The music starts playing. It's a love song - a really romantic one too. Yoichi cups their cheek as he sings to them. Fingers slide from their cheek to their chin and grab it while his face draws closer. By the time it ends, he's straddling them, lips inches away from theirs. A quick little peck before he leans back and gives Ennio a little bit of space. Doesn't stop straddling them, though. "So~? What did you think~?"
— Tonight has been so much fun! The alcohol slightly buzzing in their brain gives them the courage to agree to a karaoke date. Once it's Yoichi's turn, they try to swipe away that haze, to think, to hear, to see the performance clearer. But turns out, the performance was coming to him instead.
Face flushed the deepest red, Ennio entirely forgoes breathing and blinking, as if all life has been sapped from his body, staring wide-eyed, starstruck, and a nonexistent heart that's about to floor it out of his chest.
The song finishes with the director still staring with mouth agape and a feeling like he's about to faint. What does he think? Can't even answer, not a sound manages to leave him. Instead, just closes his mouth and swallows sharply. In the silence of their booth, accented only by the music coming from their neighbors, he finally blurts it out.
"Please, marry me."
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