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Hyacinth sighed as she sat in the library trying to catch up on some school work she wrote down notes from a text book she heard someone come close to her. "Do you need something?" She asks.

//From Grodd//

On a table full of food (mun decides if it also involves food play)

"Happy Birthday Tifa. Love ya." He'd say as the silver would then begin to slip his jacket off and handed it to her too. It was another gift.

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It never quite failed to surprise him whenever Ainosuke decided to be so agreeable, but Tadashi was quick to school his features back into that same blank and expressionless face he always wore, and stepped closer. 

He carefully picked up his Master’s jacket and moved behind him to help him slide it back on. Hands smoothed over his shoulders, slow and gentle and careful as always, before he took a step back to give the other man some space.

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[ 🦈 ] —   Returning to Japan after 5 years was...melancholy. The thought of seeing his mom, his sister and his friends were making want to feel giddy as he had missed them so much. But his mind quickly went towards the two that always made his heart race, and ache at the same time.

They were his best friends, the ones he grew up since they were little; the ones that he always turned to whenever he needed someone. Also the two that had his heart fully.

He sighed, shaking his head as he made his way towards the entrance of the airport, dragging his luggage behind him as he needed to get a taxi and head home.

Rin didn’t know how to speak to the others, especially as they kinda had an argument, disagreement....no, honestly it was a fight. The three had a really bad fight and Rin just took off.

That was five years ago. Will he see them? If he did, what the hell was he going to say to them?

The prince listened as the Council and his father made yet another decision for him. Ever since he lost his sight as a child, they all treated him like an infant; incapable of self care, weak, needing to be coddled. It was driving him insane.

“A body double? Seriously?” He scoffed. “Don’t you think people might get suspicious that the permanently blind boy can suddenly see?”

The king let loose a troubled sigh. “He will be given contacts to wear when acting in your stead. A wig or hair dye will also be used to make it harder to distinguish between the two of you should you be in the same place at the same time. He is a Glaive, after all. He can handle himself.”

“But I can’t in your mind so I don’t even get a choice.” Noctis stood and stormed out of the Council Hall, the only thing keeping him from hitting a wall being years of practice. Hypothetically he knew the way to the Glaive training grounds from there so perhaps he should meet the poor sap being thrown to the wolves.