Pale fingers trace glossy lips. Clad in her coat and hat, it was always a classic scene between the two. Melancholic eye contact, always meeting out in the snowy streets. The last official meet like this involved the diva's desperate kiss. Now, aware she wasn't going to get close to such a delicate man, balled fists fell to her sides. "We are two of the same. Can't we just run away together?" Was her greeting. "You're the only one I don't need a mask for."
✻— Ah, so he remembered. She disappeared, reappeared, yet her reappearance always when it was snowing. The despair lurking in the once vivid hues of the other caused the male to advert his eyes. When they had last met like this, that Princess had kissed his lips with such passion, for a moment he only mistook it for something genuine. However, their was such hesitancy in her movements, he had already knew she wasn’t in love with him. Not at all. She was in love with the idea of someone loving her not for being ‘Hatsune Miku’, but for being her actual self. Yet, no one could ever get to that true self for she guarded it with her hostile and haughty behaviour. Yet he had no room to judge, for Kaito as well, had his innocence hidden behind either apathy or a Princely aura.
✻— "Where would we even run to, little diva?" His usual brooding had been extracted from the familiar persona he presented. "With V3, we all win, don't we?" A smile curved upon his lips, for he was genuinely content. Seeing the other's own morose disposition was peering at a reflection of his own self. How pitiful! Kaito clicked his tongue.
✻— "If you don't need one, why are you still using one? You don't have to keep idolizing me because I like you for you. I know. I know you're afraid I'll leave you in the dust. But you and I both know I would never. I do love you, and you love me, and we both have a mutual love. But you don't have to toss in pseudo romance in order to sway me to your side. Perhaps we both have to work on letting other people see our vulnerable sides. I bet we would both be happier. Let's be honest with each other and stop beating around the bush. Even if you disappear, you always seem to come back more fearful than the time before." He noted, raising a brow. "We don't need to run away because we're just fabricating obstacles that are nonexistent and just making daily life harder on ourselves. So, let's not anymore. Starting with a walk-and-talk between me and you, the World's Number One Princess." An offer of his hand, a long overdue apology and forgiveness towards one of the most cherished in his life.
