For: @eostreous

Always. He had to escort the younger female, or should he say a previous co-worker of his [when he had worked his ass off as a temporary office worker for 6 months],  whenever she wished to hang out.   Perhaps he had a weakness against this sort of  lady? Strangely, Yuuki just could not say 'no' to her. Most especially when they were out drinking tonight for her late birthday celebration he could care less about ( but has to pretend he is, what a pity).

"I love drunk me, but I don't trust her."

For fuck's sake, he muttered under his breathe. Of course the drunk lady loved getting herself in trouble, drinking beyond her limits. "Of course, who would trust her? No one. All she brings is anything but trouble to her company, " he sneered at her, shrugging. " Also known as me. But drink to your heart's content tonight. " After all, his kindness wins over his sarcasm at times. It's the lady's day after all, which is also why he's out here tonight.

❝ mika. ❞ the book set on the counter glided up into the air to hover around the witch’s head, pages about the benefits of certain plants staring down at her. jun’s attention remained on mika herself, as if though he didn’t notice the levitating book, as if he wasn’t the cause of it. several more seconds of silence passed before an empty cup of coffee joined the book in its circling above mika’s head. 

he leaned against the counter and let quiet prevail for a few more moments. for all that he found to throw at mika in their admittedly petty arguments, he couldn’t find a fault in her shop, aside from her constant presence. perhaps it’s why he often ended up within its walls whenever he dropped into japan to complete a few errands. god forbid anyone mistook his regular visits as a sign of him enjoying being around mika. the only thing he seemed to enjoy about her was getting into short-lived but frequent fights. their debacles during their few shared dinners were always particularly entertaining. 

“ I hate waiting so much. Hate, hate, hate it! And I really try not to use that word. ”

Despite his outward appearance and often a time regal demeanor, Erebus had a great love for adventures. An explorer of the unknown, he calls himself, and also of the known -- whether it be a mystery or not, he found great joy in venturing deep into the mountainous regions of a deserted town or far into the woods long abandoned for its infamous tales of swallowing travelers that never returned. He'd do anything to help sooth an itch caused by boredom and Mika knew that of him. Yet she chose not to drag him along to a destination he'd never been to before but longed to visit -- granted, she also knew of how often Erebus traveled and perhaps she'd lost track of the many places he'd already planted his feet on -- and so, he sulked.

How could Erebus have forgotten just how much of a delight Mika was? And was it humanely -- and even godly -- possible to count the number of instances they've each rolled their eyes at one another? His arms found their way across his chest and he let out a small sigh. He had missed their banters, although he wouldn't admit it aloud. ❝ Silence, brat. I came rushing the moment I heard of your arrival because I've missed you terribly so, my dearest Mika, ❞ the smile on the deity's face and the tone of his voice were as sweet as caramel, but their genuinity was worth taking a look into.

Wordlessly, he removed his hat from atop his head and shoved-- placed it down ever so gently onto her now mess of hair. ❝ It seems you still haven't learnt the art of humility in front of those more superior to you. And don't flatter yourself, sweetheart. I was merely out for a casual stroll and happened to hear you were in the vicinity. Although, now that I think about it, your appearance is rather timely. It's lunch time and I've worked up quite the appetite. Thank you for the treat. ❞ He gives her a small dip of his head and his lips curl up wider, no longer the pleasant smile from earlier and leaning more towards a cheeky grin.

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“You know,” Akari stated in the middle of sipping some tea. “I still have no idea how I ended up here.”

And it was true. The day she had come to the shop for the first time, she had had no business in this area at all. Actually she just had finished her job and was on the way home, when something had told her to take a different road. And so she had ended up here and it hadn’t stayed with one visit either, she had come here quite frequently recently. She liked to blame the tea on it, joked about it being addicting now and then, because she really never had been a tea drinker at all. Somehow it was so easy to talk to Mika, to entrust her with all her problems, but that surely couldn’t be the reason for her coming back here so often, right?

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You make me question about who I like. I feel like I have sin. I hope for forgiveness. I don’t know how or what are all these feelings. Please, guide me.