#acting angels

And a transparent of just lusaku!!!!

“For funsies! They offer decaf if that’s not what you’re into.”

“Don’t care. No.”

“Come on! Not even for your favorite troupe member? Not even because you love me?”

“I don’t love you.” He said with a pointed look.

“Ow!”

Even still, Lu took in a deep breath. There was no way around it, she supposed.

“Sakuya said he picked up a job there and had a shift today, so I figured we could visit him. You know, because why not?” She really didn’t want to admit this, evident by the deep blush on her face.

“…I’ll go.”

“You’ll go for Saku but not for me?” She asked, a little disappointed.

“That’s not what I said.” He replied, breaking eye contact as he slipped on his headphones.

Lucille sighed. It was good enough. She took Masumi’s hand as he absentmindedly flipped through his phone, dragging him to the coffee shop.

When they arrived, they were greeted with a “Welcome in! Oh, hey, you two!”

“Hey Saku!” Lu echoed, waving cheerfully at him. The shop was pretty empty this late in the afternoon, giving them just enough time to talk.

“What are you guys doing here?” He asked, glancing behind Lucille to find a half-asleep Masumi she was now holding by the wrist.

“No reason, just thought it would be nice to stop by.” She said with a smile.

“She came to see you.” Masumi piped up, suddenly wide awake.

Lucille stiffened, the grip on Masumi’s wrist tightening ever so slightly. Sakuya could only giggle.

“Really? I’m so glad! Thanks!”

There it was. That radiant smile. Lu had to turn away just to not be blinded by it.

“…you’re welcome.” she muttered.

By this point, a few customers had joined the line, prompting the trio to actually do what they came for.

After a small debacle over Lu forgetting her wallet and bothering Masumi to pay, the two sat down in a cozy corner flanked by a few windows. Lu awkwardly wrung her hands, unsure about how to tackle the conversation she wanted to have as Masumi stared out over the city streets, his fingers drumming on the table.

“Masumi?”

He snapped out of his daze, glaring at her.

“What?”

Yikes. He could be scary when he wanted to be.

“Can I… tell you about something?” She asked anxiously.

“Yeah, sure.” He took off his headlines. Thank God, he actually did care about her.

“It’s about Sakuya.”

“What about him?”

“I,” oh, this was much more difficult than she thought. Lucille sucked in a breath, bracing herself. “I think I’m in love with him.”

“You think?” Masumi cocked his head ever so slightly.

“Lu, Masumi! Your order’s ready!” Sakuya called, glancing around the cafe for them.

“Speak of the devil.” Masumi said, standing up with Lu to retrieve their drinks.

The two thanked him(Lucille more energetically than Masumi), and went back to their seats.

Looking down, Masumi couldn’t help but notice an extra item. A slice of chocolate cake. He frowned at Lu, hoping she wasn’t draining his wallet, to which she only grinned.

“Saku said it was on the house. You wanna share?”

Masumi stared at the cake like it was poison for a moment before shaking his head.

“‘s fine. You can have it.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Yay!” She cheered, digging in.

“But about Sakuya…”

Lucille froze. Right. She finished her bite of cake with a hard swallow.

“Mm… so, I think it’s love, but I can’t be sure, y’know? Like, yeah, I like seeing him smile, and his hair is fluffy and nice to play with, and he gives good hugs, and he’s a really good person, and-“

“Sounds like love to me.” Masumi interrupted.

“Right? But does that really constitute love? What if it’s just admiration? Or, uh, what’s it called? A squish?” Lu rambled, flailing her hands about.

“You’ve been friends for months. That doesn’t count as one.” He responded, taking a long sip of his espresso.

“But I wanna be so much closer to him, are you sure that’s not just platonic?”

“Positive.”

Lucille stared into the abyss of her latte, her expression sinking. It couldn’t be, could it? She just wanted to know him better, to watch him act more. To keep him in her arms. To spend evenings by his side in a comfortable silence. There’s no way…

After a few moments of silence, she finally spoke.

“I’ll think about it.” She said softly, taking a sip of her drink.

“By the way, do you think we can’t see that stupid grin you have when you look at him?” Masumi inquired cooly.

Lu almost choked.

“Don’t!”

“Don’t what?” For the first time, Masumi smiled, a sly smirk adorning his features.

“Just don’t.” She pouted, taking a proper sip.