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His knees were already weak. Straight for the throat, Tamaki! Good lord!

Mirio hadn’t even realized his poncho had been all but sheared off of him in the chase-not until he caught Tamaki oggling his arms. He tensed them subtly, let the muscles press up against the slick fabric of his uniform. You know. Not to be a tease or anything. He just needed to flex exactly right then in that very moment.

“A policeman boyfriend? That’s pretty cool! I’m shocked he hasn’t arrested you yet. Must have a really strong composure or something.” Pretty cute habits? Tamaki, you utter tease. And the legs!? Oh, he was red, now. He didn’t expect to be put on blast right away!

“My significant other? Oh, don’t get me started. I think he would be okay with lettime me team up with a hottie like you, though.” Mirio bowed like Tamaki was royalty, gesturing for the both of them to head down the way. They could drop by a convenience mart and he could pick up that umbrella. And maybe a new poncho.

“See, my boyfriend. Totally the love of my life! You know those sappy stories on television dramas about childhood soulmates? That’s us.” He looped an arm around Tamaki’s back-Tamaki fit perfect at his side, slender and all but swallowed up in that wet cloak of his. It almost made him feel smaller, daintier. How pretty… Mirio’s blush wasn’t going anywhere.

“He’s a little shy but it’s super cute. He’s lithe and fragile-looking but he’s the strongest, coolest hero I know. You might have heard of him. He’s got this thing for buff guys, especially their arms,” He squeezed Tamaki closer as he said it, showing off said trait. It was cheating, buuuut, “Sometimes I can’t imagine how I could be so lucky as to have him!”

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     Looked like everything was going his way for the moment he just didn’t need Mirio to not use his weakness against him. Maybe the raven thought too soon, as the blonde flexed at that very moment Tamaki was extremely tempted to reach out and touch him. His one and only weakness, that damn body could easily make him weak in the knees.

      ❝ He might have tried to a few times. I’m pretty sure I got away with it a few times. ❞

     A small smile escaping Tamaki as the blonde turned red, oh he was was so tempted to tease him with it. A hottie? How was he even attractive? Maybe he shouldn’t ask Mirio that, he was sure that if he was some mythical being he would probably worship him.

     ❝ You say he wouldn’t mind but are you sure about that? You wouldn’t want to make him upset would you? ❞

     His confession only left a blush across his face as Mirio wrapped an arm around his shoulders, his heart leaping into his throat nervously until he could swallow it back down. Mirio was so going to get it when he got home. The mention of a drama where two people like each other and then finally confess their feelings left Tamaki bright red for a moment. It was true, when they realized their feelings for one another it was exactly like a drama. Black hair sticking to his face, he quickly shook as much water as he could off before looking back towards Mirio, following him out of the alley way.

    ❝ You know if people see us like this it might be all over the news -- or internet that I have a thing for a specific blonde police officer. ❞

      Not that he totally didn’t, rather, he was head over heels in love with Mirio. The mention of his arms once again made him blush as the blonde squeezed him closer, his heart skipping a beat at the action. How much more could he take? His last words were totally unfair, the raven quickly backed out of his grasp and pushed him towards the wall, they weren’t visible yet but this feeling just wasn’t controllable any more. Cornering Mirio, Tamaki grabbed at his wet clothes and gave him a hungry kiss, wet clothes pressing against his as the rain continued to pour down on top of them.

   ❝ -- That’s where you are wrong, Mirio. I am luckier than you are to have you. ❞

“You’ve got really thin legs. Like a bird.“ Mirio stated it with absolute certainty. And finality. Elaborating on that may just out them in a danger-zone of embarrassment for the third time in an hour and that would probably be lethal.

He couldn’t help but giggle some when Tamaki manifested to shut the door. It was cute.

"Lazy, huh?” Though Mirio tipped a wink as he said it, “Pssh, I dunno. This was your idea. We had a whole run-around about it. Buuuuut...”

Mirio slowly-almost regretfully-lowered Tamaki onto the side of the bed. Mirio joined him a second later, sitting on the very edge of the bed and regarding Tamaki with a warm, almost-longing look. It was okay to let these sorts of lovesick looks show now, right? What a change that was gonna be! He’d spent so long only letting himself look at Tamaki like that when nobody was watching him. When it was the two of them and Tamaki’s eyes were elsewhere, when it was just Mirio and he was looking at the precious few selfies he’d gotten with Tamaki. Not like he’d preciously saved each and every one they’d ever taken or anything…

“I’m just sayin’ we could totally make out. We’re all alone, it’s getting late, we’re in love and junk. You know,” He tipped a wink but as he looped his arms around Tamaki he was quick to add, “And don’t get embarrassed. That was halfway a joke, so you can only get halfway embarrassed tops. I’m just, Iunno, I’m content to just be here with you.”

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     Thin legs like a bird? Well of course he usually used a chicken’s talons for his feet so it would only make sense that his legs were really thin. Either way he was going to just let it go, he had no idea where Mirio was coming from. After he heard the door close after them a small giggle escaped Mirio, which caught his attention. Well, of course he was but at the same time he wasn’t going to leave the door open for everyone to take a peek while Mirio was holding him.

      ❝ A little. ❞

     He watched as Mirio lightly let go of him, a sense of never wanting him to let go washing over him as if something in him stirred. He didn’t want to be away from Mirio for even a second. Even though the blonde would welcome his clingy feelings Tamaki couldn’t go everywhere with him and same with vice versa. The raven looked over towards the blonde, his eyes widening a little in surprise at the very bold look he was giving him, a blush escaping his cheeks as he nervously looked to the floor. Oh no, his heart was so easily stolen by one look.

      When he heard Mirio speak again his face got even redder than before. Half way embarrassed? There was only not embarrassed to embarrassed with Tamaki - no half way. The raven looked back at Mirio, the blush still plastered on his face. A kiss? 

     ❝ Yeah ... I would like that. ❞

“Well you look great. I mean, you always do-but you look especially nice right now. And not just ‘cause of the wings. Or the tentacles. Or saving my life. Or the tent-you know what, nevermind.” Mirio’s hands settled to rest on his belt and he gave Tamaki another once-over as his Manifestations retreated.

“Woah! Look at that, you still look nice. Anyone ever told you that?” He cocked his left hip, keeping his hands settled where they were. He looked ridiculous, “I hate that my reinforcements just ran off. I oughta arrest you for lookin’ so good. Someone might just drop dead!”

For all his humor, Mirio was being pretty serious. That hair slicked all over his mask and plastered to his cheeks was one hell of a thing to look at. The hood was cool-looking and all, but rainy Tamaki with his whole head of sopping hair exposed? He’d died and gone to heaven. Gripping onto his own belt a bit tighter, Mirio leaned close and gave a frankly stupid-looking wink.

“You got a boyfriend, Suneater? He must be the luckiest guy on the planet,” Which he was, by the way, “But if you don’t think he’d mind I could use the company on patrol for a minute or two! Maybe I can return the favor and save your life along the way!”

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      Yep, he was more than trying to keep it a secret. Mirio was furiously flirting with him out in public. The compliments were always coming at him left right and center but Mirio was purposefully complimenting him and checking him out. Well, two could play at that game. When he retracted the manifestation more compliments were said again. Tamaki took a few steps closer. He could make someone drop dead huh? 

       ❝ -- Ah, sorry officer but you can’t arrest me my boyfriend knows the police force all too well, he usually drops dead from a heart attack just by one look from me. ❞

        It was then that Tamaki joined his side, noticing the wet clothes that started to cling to his skin, now it was his turn to drool a little at the wonderful sight that was in front of him. -- Dear god he had wanted to be held in those biceps for so long, it was hard staying a minute out of them. The blonde hair clung to his face and Tamaki wondered when was the last time he saw such a nice sight. Maybe the last time they went swimming. His wink and leaning in caught Tamaki a little off guard.

          If this flirting battle was all about intelligence and playfully teasing Mirio while on shift he was sure to win, but knowing Mirio he was bound to fight as hard as he could.

      ❝ Of course I do, he’s blonde and is very muscular ... He’s a bit of a flirt on and off duty from time to time and has some pretty cute habits and has a weakness for long legs -- But I am sure you also have a significant other do you not? ❞

         The raven paused for a moment and then smiled at the police officer’s question.

“Innit my shoulder way better for hiding than the wall?” Mirio teased before pressing one last kiss against Tamaki’s scalp. His hair always smelled so nice. Now he didn’t have to feel like a creep for smelling it, “You’re really light for a guy who eats so much. I have no idea how you lugged me all over that hideout when I was deadweight. Hadou is always saying that chicken-heart stuff but I disagree. Chicken-legs is the reality.”

He laughed at his own joke and started out of the common room and to the stairs. Some voices around the corner sped up his step. He, personally, would love to show off his boyfriend to every last person on the planet, but it would be better if Tamaki didn’t have any more heart attacks today. Mirio made something of a show of it-handling Tamaki like he was a spy with a briefcase of important documents. If spies held important documents like they did their newlywed spouse.

“We’re doing your room, though. I seriously don’t think I’ve picked up a pair of shoes since before we had to go meet the first year hero classes. It’s pretty bad.” Meaning he hadn’t picked any up since moving in. That, and there was always a pile of sleepclothes and uniforms against the wall where he’d phase through to Tamaki’s. There was a little part of him that felt like picking that up would be putting ending punctuation on something.

“Hey, d'ya think Hadou’s gonna gloat?” He shifted Tamaki’s weight when they got to the door and supported him with one arm. Still pretty easy. He opened Tamaki’s door and stepped the both of them in, fumbling only with the effort of taking off his shoes without touching them. Which used to be way easier than this.

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      Mirio will be the life and death of him. His shoulder was -- like he said -- perfect for hiding his face in as opposed to the flat surfaced wall, there were more curves and he could easily nuzzle into them. He kept his eyes closed as he could smell the scent of his clothes, his heart skipping beats just by one simple sniff.

    ❝ Sheer determination and will power. That whole time I was in there fighting I worried about you. ❞

       Tamaki answered simply as he pulled away far enough to give him a raised eyebrow. Chicken-legs? What did he mean by that?

   ❝ I get the chicken heart comment since I can’t even look at a full classroom without freaking out but chicken legs? What do you mean by that? ❞

        He continued down the hall passing by and avoiding voices with ease, he was probably right since his room was always neat and tidy. Hearing the sound of the door opening the raven allowed his face to be visible, after all it’s not like anyone could see him in his room other than the blonde that carried him in. He reached behind Mirio and closed the door lightly by using the octopus he had eaten recently. Retracting his quirk he lightly kicked his bare feet against Mirio’s arm. Was he ever going to put him down? -- No better not ask that or else he really will never put him down or will never let him go.

“Pshh! No need to worry about maybes. You were just in time. Fashionable for a hero, yeah?” His heart was still pounding. Why had it affected him so much this time? Guns themselves weren’t usually that serious of a flashpoint for him…

Mirio retrieved zip-ties (they tended to work better for nights like these) and crouched beside Tamaki and the hooligan. He removed the gun from the ground beside the guy’s head first and foremost before looking two of the tie sets around the criminal’s wrists.

“My man, illegal firearms are a serious deal. All of this over a purse…? For shame. You got what was comin’ to ya, getting pinned by Suneater.” There were some harsh red marks on the guy’s arms already from the suction cups, but nothing worth paperwork. Mirio went through the steps-any needles on you, anything you want to declare? They guy was hesitant to cooperate but getting pinned by Tamaki was not an enviable position to be in. Well, not for most people. He was pretty sure most people enjoyed it less than him.

The guy grumbled he had trigger in his pocket. Mirio whistled low, patting him down and finding it. How lucky that the guy hadn’t gone for it... As he bagged it and the gun and called for another officer, Mirio leaned back on his heels and grinned at Tamaki.

“You know, it was going pretty smooth until this jackass showed up. Again: all of this over a purse! The nerve. How’s your night been, Suneater?” He took genuine, overwhelming joy in getting to call him that on the job. It sent such a thrill in him-not unlike the thrill of how pretty Tamaki was with his hair all wet and plastered to his face, “Don’t think I’ve seen you make wings in a hot minute. You look good with ‘em!”

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      He allowed the blonde officer to what he he needed, easily apprehending the criminal as he searched him. A trigger and a gun was put into a zip locked bag as soon as he was done searching and speaking about his rights. Each time he heard his hero name he blushed a little, maybe the blonde was a little full of himself since he basically named him that in school. He waited for reinforcements to come. Slowly releasing the criminal from his tentacles as the other officers took him away. Now he guessed it was his turn to speak.

     ❝ -- Good until I heard the gunshot a few blocks from here, followed by you chasing down an armed criminal. ❞

        To be fair both Tamaki and Mirio were defensive over each other.

      ❝ -- Ah, these ... ❞

        The raven said as he turned around and flapped them a little.

      ❝ It’s a new addition to what I can do -- or at least what I realized I can do but it’s not ideal for rainy days, it’s a little tough to manage getting the feathers wet and all ... ❞

“…. Amajiki, huh?” His hands were in his pockets as he looked at the elder male- for once not scowling or growling since this guy was his senpai. Not only that, though, he was strong enough to be part of a group called The Big Three so… he had to be a big thing, right? 

“I don’t know much other than what Kirishima told me about that class… somethin’ about that TinTin-lookin’ guy able to knock everyone on their asses?” It sounded pretty cool to him. “What can you do?”

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      For a kid that didn’t seem to want to follow the rules and would rather strike another class mate he seemed pretty calm. Maybe it was because he had learned his lesson after cleaning the whole dorm from top to bottom. Either way filling in the rest or answering any questions is his job.

      ❝ Kirishima, huh? If I remember correctly that’s the red headed boy, correct? ❞

      Dear god, out of anyone Kirishima seemed most determined to get to know Tamaki and score and internship with him. He was highly considering him too and would rather ask Fatgum if he was comfortable with another intern.

      ❝ His name is Mirio. He can phase through walls -- the ground just by holding his breath, how he does the rest you might want to ask him. As for me my quirk is called Manifest. Anything I consume can be used as a weapon: muscles, chicken feet, octopus so on and so forth. ❞

       He paused for a moment.

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“Yeah, looking fine down here. Especially for a Friday night. Will post if any B.O.P.,” Mirio lifted his thumb from the walkie and listened for confirmation. And people said he cluttered the frequency-this guy in the next district or whatever would just not shut his trap! Finally, when he stopped zoning out after hearing ’Togata?’ out of the walkie, he added, “10-4.”

It was a really nice night to be honest. It had been drizzling off and on, but that’s what his super awesome poncho was for. It was even yellow! He totally had grown on the Lieutenant more than his superior officer had let on-it wasn’t that most ponchos came in yellow or anything. But Mirio honestly really liked the rain, especially warm summer rain like this stuff.

It was kinda fun, too. To be on patrol. It was something he’d associated with Heroes a lot growing up, but the reality was that police did it just as much. Especially in lower-risk areas. Mirio just had a bit of a strength advantage, so a sliiightly more risky area like this shopping row was something he-and especially his biceps-could handle.

He waved at a familiar booth-tender who waved back-he’d have to stop by later when she wasn’t busy. Great company and free food were always nice to have. He’d pick her up a better umbrella on the way back in exchange. He liked this life. A lot more than he had expected to, at any rate.

Coming to a pause under an overhang, Mirio moved to extract his phone from his vest-any missed texts?

Bang! The door just ahead flew open and a rough-looking guy tore out like a bat out of hell, a purse tucked under his arm. Mirio moved on instinct he’d made damn sure to never relent on. The yelling from inside the building told him the impulse was the right one.

“Stop! Police!” Of course he didn’t stop. Duh. Mirio grasped at his walkie, huffing in his coordinates, he was in pursuit, just a crook, etc. Guy was fast, though. Probably a speed quirk if that 8-foot forward leap was anything to pay attention to.

They rounded into an alleyway-wasn’t it always alleyways-and the dude seemed primed to apply that jumping thing in an upward fashion. That was going to be a problem-

“You know it gets you more jailtime to avoid arrest, right?” He didn’t have the ability to turn physics on their head to make himself faster anymore. But he had a good understanding of how to make normal physics do about the same. His center of gravity was lowered, his back arched, he went to grab-

The guy, wild-eyed, grasped into his coat pocket. Before he saw it, a dozen images and memories and nightmares were sure it would be a gun. Couldn’t move, everything was frozen, damn it-

A flurry of white and violet, the sick sort of clatter of crustacean claws against pavement. The squelch of rain-wet octopus arms wrestling the man’s arms behind his back. Mirio threw his hands up in the air, cheering like home team had made a goal, “Whoo! My hero! Look at you, Suneater-!”

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      A crime was a crime and no matter what duty always called. Hearing a gun shot in the distance instinctively Tamaki’s head snapped in the direction of the sound. He was a couple blocks away but a gunshot and faint screaming was enough evidence for him to come rushing to the person’s aid. Manifesting wings on his back he took off into the air with a single leap. He hovered for a moment deciphering where the incident happened and searching for the culprit. It wasn’t until he heard a voice calling out to the criminal that caught his attention. Flying as fast as he could in the direction of the police officer and the criminal, the rain blurring his vision as he swept through the sky.

       Following the police officer and the criminal into a dark alley way Tamaki stopped at the edge of the building. He watched as a familiar build chased after the criminal. Looks like he was having an eventful night. It was when Mirio almost caught up to him that a twinge of uncertainty concerned him, there was no way ... Before even more dangerous events continued Tamaki jumped from the building roof top, talons and tentacles subduing the criminal. If he was any second later he would have surely lost something dear to him.

       Turning to gauge Mirio’s reaction, Tamaki couldn’t help but smile a little.

         ❝ You’re welcome. If I was a moment too late I would fear the worst. ❞

       Tamaki said as he pushed the hood off of his head, allowing the light rain to drizzle on the jet black locks.

         ❝ -- Seems like you have your work cut out for you today. ❞ 

Mirio should feel a more bit bad for the embarrassment and awkwardness this misunderstanding had caused but to be brutally honest it was maybe better on his nerves that he’d made such a disastrous misunderstanding. He didn’t think he could google the necessary information he’d need if he had been right fast enough.

It was sort of ridiculous the lengths of impulse he’d go to for Tamaki, wasn’t it? He supposed that was just normal when you loved someone.

“Oh my gosh. Okay. I’m-haha-I’m sorry-” Ahh, and Tamaki was looking at a wall. At least it wasn’t the floor, but guilt did curl up in Mirio’s throat, “I’m just-I’m a total idiot, I’m sorry. How embarrassing, right? You must think I’m a serious pervert now, haha.”

At least Tamaki could look at him again pretty quickly-even if it wasn’t all the way. Mirio hadn’t totally beefed it.

“I would love to go to your room in like. A hang-out date sort of way. We could go right now if you wanted-honestly, I’m surprised nobody has walked in on us yet.” Mirio was careful, slipping his fingers under Tamaki’s chin again and making sure not to turn him too quickly or with any force.

“In fact, if you’re not too embarrassed…” He stood slowly, leaned close and hooked one arm around Tamaki’s back, the under slipping under his narrow legs. Tamaki was easy to carry, and Mirio stood up with his added weight like it were nothing. Maybe this would make up for the whole misunderstanding?

“Or we could go to my room. Yours is way cleaner, though. I don’t even know what state I left mine in…”

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     ❝ It’s alright ... ❞

     Tamaki said with his head still pressed up against the wall.

     ❝ It’s normal for people to have those kinds of thoughts -- Even for people younger than us. ❞

    It was instinct to find out who you were and what you preferred but that was a topic for a different day. The nervousness still eating away at his stomach, his body still shocked at the thought of such things, as his mind slowly started to get over it. Hands raising to nervously push raven locks out of his face. Where do they go from here?

     At the mention of no one else barging in on them Tamaki perked up a little. He was right, Hadou always had this sixth sense when they were out of their rooms and she would often show up but this time they weren’t accompanied by her. However, their rooms were more private and contained by four walls where no one could tease them about their actions out in a public place.

    Suddenly, the blonde wrapped his arms around his back and threaded the other arm underneath his legs and lifted to carry him. Before he could react he quickly grabbed onto Mirio’s clothes and hid his face as best as he could against his collar bone. His face bright red that the blush was now radiating off of his skin. Why was he suddenly being carried bridal style???

Was asdhaksjf; an emotion?

“Tama-oh my God-Tamaki!” The thing about Tamaki was that he had a way too good poker face when he put his mind to it. So he was either being coy or Mirio was blowing something completely out of context. Too bad he was waaaay too panicked to consider which one it was.

Easier to do it there, easier to do it, do it-do it!? Mirio’s wide hands covered his whole face for just a second to try and still his chest-allow him in one long, big breath. Calm down, doofus. The implication he managed to read in ‘all that different’ was making him short-circuit. Wasn’t Tamaki supposed to be the embarrassed one? Mirio had had so many waking-hour daydreams about being the cool, smooth one with all the innuendo and flirting skills. What happened!?

“Haha-d-do what there, exactly? You’re not talking, like. You know. Stuff, right? Because I think-hahaha-I think I’m supposed to save myself for, uh, marriage.” He made some vague gestures while he said it, hands hesitating out of pantoming exactly what kind of stuff he was talking about. Giving up on his own vagueness, Mirio dropped his voice to a raspy stage whisper, “Like-are you really joking about sex stuff right now?”

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     He had no idea what Mirio was thinking but either way it wasn’t making much sense with the sudden outburst of his name and then the quick vague emotions he did when nervous. He watched as embarrassment just ran through him, was it seriously something he said? He seemed to react differently than what he expected and only seemed extremely embarrassed as a result. ‘Do what where’? Also echoed in his mind as he was trying to see where the embarrassed blonde was coming from and the sudden talk of marriage was even more confusing.

     It wasn’t until Mirio leaned in that his face grew red. His voice and breath WAY too close to his ear. His statement however left him frozen for a minute and then lead him to the wall. Oh the wall. The wall was always his second best friend but he guessed it was now his first now that Mirio was his boyfriend. His face beet red as the feeling infected the tips of his ears. Was he seriously that dirty minded?!

       ❝ No ... That’s not what I -- ❞

     Tamaki hesitated as he felt the anxiousness rise up in his stomach, there was no way he would be able to do such things and live to see tomorrow. No -- He would die of embarrassment. It’s not like he had never imagined certain situations before -- after all he had desires as well. Oh, he couldn’t do a simple act, he couldn’t speak so instead he slid down to the floor and sighed. Get a grip, Tamaki! You’ve got to convey what you mean or else he would surely misunderstand again.

        ❝ I meant ... Hanging out in my room when ever you and I are free. Even though it isn’t much and we usually see each other on a regular basis either way. ❞

       The raven tilted his head so he could look back at Mirio with one eye.

Mirio couldn’t help but guffaw like a moron at the Hadou comment. Oh, man, she was gonna gloat so hard when she found out the two of them had sealed the deal-

“Can I swear by it and show you?” Mirio fluttered his eyelashes all coy-like. He’d prepared something about ’with the free time, I can for sure so both!’ but instead Mirio found he was seriously back to square one. If he were more capable of handling himself he would have thought the noise he made was funny. This weird rubber-chicken-esque strangled squeak.

“Tamaki!” He yelped, unconsciously covering his own mouth in scandal. They had literally just gone through this cycle like ten minutes ago, but here came those rattled giggles. If he weren’t so used to being off-balance, Mirio might have just passed out from his face getting so red again.

“Your room-? Haha, don’t be so-haha-sudden!” Ouch, was that too scolding? No, no, his tone was too manic and embarrassed to be taken seriously. Probably.

“The temperature! In this room! I swear! A haha!” Suddenly Mirio was standing, carding his hands through his cowlick, “Shouldn’t I get you dinner first?! Haha, that’s the proper etiquette, right? I mean, we shouldn’t do that anyway. Probably. We only just started dating!”

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    Surely they were going to be questioned a heck of a lot by Hadou. She was the closest female to them and probably could read them both like a book and how much they adored each other. Oh god, he wasn’t ready for all of the questions.

      ❝ If you would rather swear by it and show me then I won’t stop you. ❞

     Tamaki said with a small smile until the sudden noise escaped Mirio. Out of all the years he had known Mirio he had never once made a sound like that. Was that even humanly possible?? His eyes widened as he blinked, was it something he said? Why all of a sudden did Mirio revert to being so nervous? The raven had no idea what was going on but also stood up and watched him freak out a little ... He really didn’t understand.

       ❝ Sudden? How am I being so sudden when you have been in my room plenty of times before? It shouldn’t be all that different ... Right? ❞

       Maybe Mirio just got the wrong idea? -- But when would they have the time to have dinner? They already ate their dinner for the day which the school provided.

       ❝ -- But we already ate dinner today? ❞ 

         Mirio really wan’t making any sense.