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“Michel…………..” Tatsuya just stared his friend down for a good 10 minutes.

I love you.

To think, there was a time where she thought she’d never hear those magic three little words leave lacquer-blackened lips again, see them smile that smile that was just for her again--feel them against her own again, sweet as forbidden fruit, though their poisonous nature only revealed itself in their absence. The memory of the world just... no longer turning and their relationship ending for reasons that were hidden in the fog of rumor even to the both of them was still fresh in part of her mind, a wound that was healing over but would always be a scar upon her psyche. Even if she knew what had happened, how rumor had gained the ability to become real if enough people passed it around--and there had been plenty of Gas Chamber fangirls to spread word that the object of their collective obsession had broken up with his dumpy girlfriend!--that period when they had been apart had changed her, left her wounded and vulnerable to the machinations of the Joker Curse.

...though was it a curse if it meant that she had Eikichi back in the end?

Miyabi couldn’t resist the urge to lean up and return that kiss, allowing it to linger for a moment longer than was proper considering their public surroundings... but she couldn’t find it in herself to care. Let them stare, she decided. Let them cast their judgement upon her for not being prim and proper. She wasn’t willing to hide the fire he called forth in her veins, warming her from the inside out like expensive liquor without the eventual downside of a hangover. Hands gently--always gently, always with the care that his priceless beauty deserved!--rose to cradle his cheeks as she pulled away, her forehead resting against his without a care for the inevitable blue that would be left behind from freshly-dyed hair making contact with the dampness of her skin.

“I love you too, Michel. Now, then, and always.”

              ❝   YOU  MENTIONED  YOU  WERE     in  a   band ,  right ?    well ,  what  type  of  stuff  do  you  play ?   maybe  i’ve  heard  it  before  ——  ❞   

' pull our pants down , DUH! and the babes can tell which one of 'em is bigger! but, c'mon, ta - chan, im sure even you know you can't defeat the great michel sama ~'

LET'S HAVE A COMPETITION THEN. sure, you may got a big one, but it can't be better as mine

“Yes, Eiki-iiiiiiiii...!”

That second syllable of her boyfriend’s name became a wordless sound of glee, bright as brass and just as warm--even as it dissolved into a giggle that consumed her from head to toe. It wasn’t until her feet returned to terra firma that a sigh allowed the laughter to release her from its grip, the brunette’s tone still light as she answered.