𝕘𝗎𝓲𝐓𝐚я𝚒🅝𝑔 ₛ†𝖆𝘳̶ν̶𝐢รt

Belle leans against the van with crossed arms, rolling her eyes in a way that betrayed only a little irritation. She was expecting the pen to enter the void that was his backseat the moment she handed it over; she just liked to tease him.

"Princess? Now you're trying to butter me up so I forget," she snorts, but nonetheless waves his offer away. "In the end, it's just a pen. I'm more interested in what you've been working on."

he's  gotten  good  at  pretending  his  world  isn't  seconds  away  from  crashing  down  around  him.  he  was  homeless  in  the  sense  there  wasn't  any  home  worth  returning  to,  his  old  bedroom  plenty  of  space  to  give  the  twins  their  own  bedroom.  the  akagis  had  always  been  good  at  that,  filling  in  the  cracks,  moving  on  without  him.  if  he  returned  home  now  he'd  just  prove  to  min  that  he  had  been  right  all  along.  would  he  still  let  him  take  the  floor  if  he  asked  nice  enough?  FUCK  THAT.  min  had  made  his  choice,  and  ryan  would  rather  sleep  on  a  bed  of  rusted  springs  and  threadbare  blankets  than  than  crawl  back  to  beg  for  a  square  of  carpet. 

❛❛  maybe,  ❜❜  his  voice  seesaws  between  coy  and  delicately  placed  sarcasm.  he  shifts  his  weight  against  the  open  door  of  the  van,  leans  his  head  out  to  give  her  an  expectant,  no  doubt  SIDEWAYS  look.  he  gets  a  good  look  of  her  then.  she's  a  princess  pulled  straight  from  the  cracked  spines  of  the  paperbacks  he  used  to  watch  his  mom  read  growing  up.  ❛❛  why,  is  it  working?  ❜❜  followed  by  a  convincing  wiggle  of  the  eyebrows. 

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆   𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬  𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞  𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠

send  ‘reverse’ for the sender and  receiver to  swap.  adjust wording as needed!

[  bump  ]  noses  knock,  both  pull  back,  then  immediately  lean  in  again  and  knock  foreheads  instead

[  teeth  tap  ]  teeth  click  together,  followed  by  simultaneous  laughter  that  completely  kills  the  tension

[  breath  ]  one  forgets  how  breathing  works,  pulls  back  too  fast,  then  covers  their  face  in  embarrassment

[  overcommit  ]  one  leans  in  with  way  too  much  enthusiasm  and  almost  topples  them  both

[  eye  contact  ]  one  opens  their  eyes  mid-kiss,  panics  at  the  eye  contact,  and  immediately  turns  away

[  timing  ]  both  lean  in,  both  pull  back,  both  try  again  at  the  exact  wrong  moment

[  hair  in  mouth  ]  loose  hair  gets  caught  between  lips,  forcing  an  awkward  untangling

[  balance  ]  one  stumbles  forward  during  the  kiss,  arms  flailing  before  catching  themselves

[  nose  ]  the  kiss  lands  squarely  on  the  nose  instead,  followed  by  frozen  confusion

[  smile  ]  a  grin  breaks  the  kiss  before  it  even  starts,  ruining  the  moment

[  cheek  ]  nerves  redirect  the  kiss  to  the  cheek  at  the  last  second

[  laugh  ]  a  laugh  slips  out  mid-kiss  and  derails  everything

[  hand  ]  a  hand  reaches  for  the  other’s  waist  and  misses  completely,  grabbing  empty  air

[  hair  ]  fingers  tangle  in  hair  unintentionally,  followed  by  frantic  untangling

[  wrong  angle  ]  they  tilt  the  same  direction  twice  in  a  row  and  just  give  up  for  a  second

有栖 良平 (ARISU RYOHEI) IN EVERY EPISODE:

How are you, darling?

It comes and it goes. How annoying.

Believe me, it's of no importance.

I only say what the doctor said: To forget it and not to worry.

Don't let's go into that again. I'll not be psychoanalyzed!

You mustn't say that about yourself. Not even in fun.

Can you imagine what that means to a person living in a penthouse?

I want to be frank with you.

I'm absolutely certain there's nothing really wrong with me.

You see, most people know nothing about themselves.

Now, what I'm trying to do is to introduce you to your inner self.

Wouldn't you like to meet you?

You see, I'm a little shy.

It's always the same whenever I see a doctor.

Whatever comes and whatever goes, there's no denying it worries you a lot.

It's rather unpleasant and sometimes very uncomfortable.

Believe me. There's nothing wrong with my life.

Okay fine, we'll talk about something entirely different.

During one of these sleepless nights when you wriggle around restlessly, when you look to your right, what do you see?

What are you trying to do? Break up my relationship?

My partner has nothing to do with my sleeplessness.

I doubt there's anything I can do.

Didn't it make you nervous?

Now I think of it, it is rather irritating and not very considerate.

Why haven't I heard from you?

Are people talking about us?

They know you and I are friends.

Defend me against what?

I've been perfectly miserable for the last two weeks.

I'm so relationship conscious. Whatever I look at or think of, I always find I connect it with my marriage.

If I take a look on someone through a magnifying lens, I will find something, things I was never aware of before. Things I never noticed.

I don't know what's the truth anymore.

I'm completely confused. I'm so uncertain.

I'd always heard the ideal marriage should be something of a mystery.

I don't know yet, I'll let you know as soon as they call.

Now, I don't want to cause any trouble. But cold facts are cold facts.

My dear, that's the trouble with 95 percent of all marriages.

The joke is on me, huh.

When you came in just now you asked me if there was anything new.

It means 'to your health' or something like that.

It's just a little thing but you know how it is.

Why do you do that?

But when you do it, what does it mean?

If you want to call it that.

I don't know. I've never tried.

Darling, do you feel well?

Is there anything uglier than a human face?

Do you mind if I smoke? Do you smoke yourself?

Let me warn you that I say what I think. I'm a complete individualist.

I'm against everything and everybody.

Why do you say that? What's wrong with me?

You don't go to a psychoanalyst to have a tooth filled.

But what does one have to do to be happy?

This is the first time in my life I have ever met a really happy person.

I've often wondered what it would be like to be happy 24 hours a day.

My presence seems to annoy you so I think I'll leave.

We're both here for the same reason. Happiness.

I am very happy to have met you. Very sorry if I offended you.

It's only the surface. Art goes much deeper.

Are you sorry you came here?

Why do I bother you with all this?

You want me to enjoy this evening, don't you?

I'll let you in on a little secret.

I told you the other day, but that's the trouble. You never listen to anything I say. It makes no impression.

You know, sometimes I don't understand you.

Can't I just myself spend one evening with Rimsky-Korsakov and Stravinsky?

Why didn't you invite the whole philharmonic and bring Andrew Loyd Webber along as commentator?

Alright. Let's drop the whole thing.

Listen. Quit kidding me. What is it?

I know I'm just a poor ignorant person and I don't know anything about Stravinsky.

When I ask you a question you should be courteous and answer. You don't have to make fun of me.

It's a catastrophe. It's a disaster. [Name], we're sunk.

Darling, you don't begrudge me a little music, do you?

I'm so busy with my music and visiting art galleries that I haven't time to think of any doctor.

You know, I'm beginning to see something in this.

You took that seriously? I was only kidding.

I was nervous about the dinner party and I said whatever came into my mind.

Don't be stubborn. Can't you take a joke?

Don't make a martyr of [him/her/them]!

You've got to look at this thing from a woman's angle.

Things aren't going along as well as they used to.

What is the right approach?

I should say a mink coat would do the trick.

I'm afraid I'm not the right person to give you any advice.

I probably have too much sympathy for you, but not enough patience with [name].

There's only one thing you have to sell. Yourself.

There's nothing wrong with your marriage. You just have to resell it once in a while.

Who are you going to be this evening?

Make yourself at home. I'll be right back.

You're going to accuse me of something which I'll deny and you'll not believe.

I'm not going to fight. My hands are my only livelihood and I'm not going to risk them on your jaw.

That's very funny. You know what I thought?

Where would you be then?

I'm going to do something for you whether you like it or not.

I know. I understand. You're an isolationist.

You love my partner, don't you?

You should know better than that.

If you both felt you'd have been happier without me what can I have done?

I don't want there to be any bitterness.

Come now. Don't act like a little boy. What is it?

No. I wouldn't put you in that position.

Why should you take the blame?

Well, if there's anything you want ..

I don't need anything.

I think I can do better than that.

You know, I never cared so much for your friends.

Don't worry. You can rely on me. I won't disgrace the family name.

Do you really want this divorce?

I've always believed that you were sincere.

I'd like to take that memory with me.

I'm sorry if I hurt you.

Don't worry. There will be no bitterness.

Darling, there's nothing to worry about. It's a very clean-cut agreement.

Please. I'm so nervous. Can't you understand?

Keep quiet. It's my business.

Are you willing to take your coat off for me?

I'd say, maybe, you would slap the face.

As soon as I snap my fingers you start the argument.

Who are you to poo my mother?

I hope you'll forgive me disturbing you on a Sunday.

I've had a series of late nights. I'm not as young as I used to be.

I came to ask if in your future plans you have any use for me?

You're sure it doesn't disturb you?

I make nothing but a lot of noise.

I've picked up a few things. Some snapshots of us taken together.

Please don't make me go to [name place].

I didn't expect it to be easy.

Couldn't we just have dinner together tonight?

You promised to love, honor and obey.

I remember everything you said to me. I'd love to say it again [name] if you would only give me the chance.