Swerve

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You're drooling again, it's filthy.

I don't care what you do, write what you want.

  [Her back faces the door to heighten the surprise, the anticipation making her giddy. She keeps it subdued, folding her hands in front of her delicately, the only indication the biting of her own tongue. Upon hearing his voice from behind her, Celes turns expectantly and a smile blossoms across her face at what she sees. Delicate fingers trace the lapel of his coat, close to the skin, but not touching.]

I feel like I'm wearing something my mother would dress me in as a child.

[He sighed and lifted his hands, holding at her cheeks and looked into her eyes, smiling softly. His eyes closed for a moment, long enough to allow himself to reflect inward, on whether or not this outfit was worth it.]

I have no idea what it is you want to say, so you may as well say it.

  Ah… I.. had a few things that I had always w-wanted to say if we were to ever meet face to face.. but I expect that you have much more important things to d-do that listen to my worthless thoughts…

Indeed.

  Armor? I haven’t the faintest idea what you’re talking about. 

Quit your stalling, and go get changed.

Fine, fine.

[Togami led her to his room, before leaving her outside, quickly shutting the door. He stared into his closet at the outfit he had assembled. He was dreading this; such formal attire was beyond his typical wardrobe, seeing as this outfit made him look like the star of some 19th century dark fantasy work. After the final bits were added, he sighed out, and turned to the door, standing two inches taller than usual in the boots he wore.]

I don't think I'd waste the effort.

Interesting choice of words.

And yes, I do enjoy seeing dressed down. It's...refreshing to see you without your armor on.

  … !! I am honoured that you are willing to tolerate my presence! 

  Heh… I.. I have read about you… online and in the news..

Indeed? You are not the first to be so forward in your...favoritism of me.

Love letters and marriage proposals are quite the common thing when you're someone like me.

!! I-I’m Touko Fukawa… best-selling author..?

I recognise y-you.. You’re…. Byakuya Togami… 

Hm, the name has been on a few lists of suggested reading I have glanced over.

S-so many new people…

It seems both our new peers are short of words and too moronic to spout out coherent sentences.

"O-oh… I’m sorry, Your Majesty! Please don’t get m-mad at me! I d-don’t deserve to b-be in your presence…"

"Uhm… What’s your—n-never, never mind!"

Hm, well, I never said I was quite angry. And such...honorific treatment. I think I'll like you.

As to answer the question that is surely dancing in your mind, my name is Byakuya Togami, sole heir and scion of the prestigious Togami Conglomerate.

Of course, to anyone with a sane mind and thought for the market, I am nothing short of a prince; perfection incarnate.