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❛     seems like a very UNLUCKY day for you , hm  ??     ❜

“What about this one?” Lenalee asks, ignoring the confused eyes of onlookers that seem to be judging her for opting for such bigger sizes of dresses. After all, she’s rather petite, standing much shorter than Lavi does—and she’s not about to correct anyone and say the dresses are for Lavi. Better that they’re spared the gazes of strangers. 

It’s better if SHE has to deal with.

“What do you think?” 

It’s fairly simple. Very nice for one of their first dresses, considering their wardrobe is so lacking that she almost found it offensive. Hence why she’d drug them out here: To find a few nice dresses that they liked. And that was only the start, of course. Make-up, skirts, hair accessories... All of those were options, as well, and no one would bat an eyelash if Lenalee put a few of these things on the Order’s bill. 

The dress is designed to drape across the shoulders and that might be a little lost on Lavi, but she’s sure Johnny could fix that if she asked nicely. It’s a little on the shorter side of modest, but nothing like the skirt she typically wore. 

          ( &&* @himitsunochie met someone a little early ! )

When Allen picks up their gaze to look at the man standing in the doorway, their heart nearly stops beating and their smile drops for all the wrong reasons. The redheaded man standing there is familiar, but where he’s seen him is what SCARES him. 

Keeping their cool verges on IMPOSSIBLE, but they manage up until the moment they step out of the inn with only this “Lavi” fellow at their side. It’s not like he couldn’t have recognized them. After all, how many people had this same mark on the side of their face?

⟨ N/A ⟩ ⋰ @himitsunochie

“LAVI BOOKMAN JUNIOR, was it?”

It’s a question they know will likely be met with silence. After all, the young bookman has hardly showed interest in speaking to any of them, content on letting the present Bookman do all of the talking and negotiating that came with this arrangement. 

Every word was a courtesy to those who hadn’t been here during the last cycle of reincarnation. That was many of them, most had yet to be born—and that included the Bookman’s apprentice. They were willing to bet that he was hardly aware of what had happened all those years ago. After all, it was a secret closely guarded by the Bookman, one that not even his ALLIES OF CONVENIENCE knew the truth of. 

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It’s not UNUSUAL for his employees to be busy. More often than not, they have lives of their own. Some have second jobs. Others have school.

But quite a few of them have another obligation: One that can’t be pushed aside in favor of another and gotten rid of so easily. Some of them have CHILDREN. 

And Tyki understands from his own life, with his brother’s kids, that taking off work is sometimes necessary, especially with a wife like Trisha who’s not always well enough to care for them herself. 

But more often than not, Tyki tends to casually assume that people who have kids will need to take off work because of them, not that said kids would be at his office with a very desperate father in search of a last minute babysitter for the afternoon. Worse is that when he’s ready to turn and leave with the small, blond-haired child, Tyki stops him. 

He probably shouldn’t. How ODD would it be for his boss to babysit his kid?

A smile worms its way across his face. 

“That’s not much of a THREAT,” he says, half-hoping Lavi will greet him with a kiss of their own after this next one. That would certainly be nice, but he wastes no time in pushing himself up on his toes, curling fingers into the cloth of Lavi’s shirt to steady himself and simultaneously pull Lavi down to meet him in a soft kiss.