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"Look in a mirror. Not so bad yourself." Chuuya takes his hand and walks out with him.

It's been a couple of days since Yukihiko's strange but endearing bout of emotional vulnerability and then his consulting with the Port Mafia member Lippmann. And now here he was, standing outside Chuuya's apartment dressed in a mostly black outfit with a white shirt with billowy sleeves and a black corset with red accents. In his hands was a bouquet of red, purple, and salmon-colored roses, and in his other hand was a small jewelry box containing a gift he hoped Chuuya would like.

Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, he gently knocked on the door.

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Chuuya opened the door, still dressed in his work attire-which was still stylish of course you didn’t get to be Ane-san’s student without a fashion sense-and blinked. “Did I….miss something?”

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A few moments later Chuuya popped back out in a black suit with dark red accents and the same color choker. He stepped to Yukihiko, standing in front of him. "Ready," he grinned.

It's been a couple of days since Yukihiko's strange but endearing bout of emotional vulnerability and then his consulting with the Port Mafia member Lippmann. And now here he was, standing outside Chuuya's apartment dressed in a mostly black outfit with a white shirt with billowy sleeves and a black corset with red accents. In his hands was a bouquet of red, purple, and salmon-colored roses, and in his other hand was a small jewelry box containing a gift he hoped Chuuya would like.

Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, he gently knocked on the door.

~ @white-wraitth

Chuuya opened the door, still dressed in his work attire-which was still stylish of course you didn’t get to be Ane-san’s student without a fashion sense-and blinked. “Did I….miss something?”

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Chuuya gingerly took the box, opening it and examining the earrings. "They're gorgeous." He nodded. "Here, I'll change and put these on. Be back in a sec." Chuuya left the room swiftly.

It's been a couple of days since Yukihiko's strange but endearing bout of emotional vulnerability and then his consulting with the Port Mafia member Lippmann. And now here he was, standing outside Chuuya's apartment dressed in a mostly black outfit with a white shirt with billowy sleeves and a black corset with red accents. In his hands was a bouquet of red, purple, and salmon-colored roses, and in his other hand was a small jewelry box containing a gift he hoped Chuuya would like.

Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, he gently knocked on the door.

~ @white-wraitth

Chuuya opened the door, still dressed in his work attire-which was still stylish of course you didn’t get to be Ane-san’s student without a fashion sense-and blinked. “Did I….miss something?”

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Chuuya cracked a smile. “Sure. Should I change? I almost feel underdressed.”

It's been a couple of days since Yukihiko's strange but endearing bout of emotional vulnerability and then his consulting with the Port Mafia member Lippmann. And now here he was, standing outside Chuuya's apartment dressed in a mostly black outfit with a white shirt with billowy sleeves and a black corset with red accents. In his hands was a bouquet of red, purple, and salmon-colored roses, and in his other hand was a small jewelry box containing a gift he hoped Chuuya would like.

Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, he gently knocked on the door.

~ @white-wraitth

Chuuya opened the door, still dressed in his work attire-which was still stylish of course you didn’t get to be Ane-san’s student without a fashion sense-and blinked. “Did I….miss something?”

[red-wraitth]

It's been a couple of days since Yukihiko's strange but endearing bout of emotional vulnerability and then his consulting with the Port Mafia member Lippmann. And now here he was, standing outside Chuuya's apartment dressed in a mostly black outfit with a white shirt with billowy sleeves and a black corset with red accents. In his hands was a bouquet of red, purple, and salmon-colored roses, and in his other hand was a small jewelry box containing a gift he hoped Chuuya would like.

Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, he gently knocked on the door.

~ @white-wraitth

Chuuya opened the door, still dressed in his work attire-which was still stylish of course you didn’t get to be Ane-san’s student without a fashion sense-and blinked. “Did I….miss something?”

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Chuuya blinked, racking his brain. "A Fukuzawa, then?" he hummed. "Sounds fine to me. Maybe I'll pay the shop a visit at some point when I feel like getting you a big bouquet only for it to end up staying here like you do most of the time."

All throughout today, Yukihiko was nowhere to be seen. He hasn't answered any calls either. It was beginning to become worrying.

At least, it was until Yukihiko picked the lock to Chuuya's apartment while Chuuya was home to flop face-first into the couch.

~ @white-wraitth

"......Rough day?" Chuuya grabs a bottle of wine, because what else would you drink, and saunters over to Yukihiko.

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Who knows what it thinks half the time." Chuuya grinned back.

"Yeah, I noticed. The flowers were a good start."

All throughout today, Yukihiko was nowhere to be seen. He hasn't answered any calls either. It was beginning to become worrying.

At least, it was until Yukihiko picked the lock to Chuuya's apartment while Chuuya was home to flop face-first into the couch.

~ @white-wraitth

"......Rough day?" Chuuya grabs a bottle of wine, because what else would you drink, and saunters over to Yukihiko.

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"Feeling's mutual," Chuuya assured. "Arahabaki doesn't sit in my head purring for no damn reason. It likes you, as I'm sure you've realized. It's not the only one."

All throughout today, Yukihiko was nowhere to be seen. He hasn't answered any calls either. It was beginning to become worrying.

At least, it was until Yukihiko picked the lock to Chuuya's apartment while Chuuya was home to flop face-first into the couch.

~ @white-wraitth

"......Rough day?" Chuuya grabs a bottle of wine, because what else would you drink, and saunters over to Yukihiko.

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Chuuya just nodded along.

For him, he tried to fill his time, leaving enough for full rest and the occasional day off. Being alone with his thoughts led to both unwanted feelings and definitely unwanted screeching.

From a god Chuuya would now think of as a cat for all intents and purposes.

All throughout today, Yukihiko was nowhere to be seen. He hasn't answered any calls either. It was beginning to become worrying.

At least, it was until Yukihiko picked the lock to Chuuya's apartment while Chuuya was home to flop face-first into the couch.

~ @white-wraitth

"......Rough day?" Chuuya grabs a bottle of wine, because what else would you drink, and saunters over to Yukihiko.

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“Your being oddly…..talkative? Well, sentimental, at least. First flowers, now actually talking about things?” He gave a smirk. “Strange. Especially when your people like us, where feelings and actually talking about them is near taboo.”

All throughout today, Yukihiko was nowhere to be seen. He hasn't answered any calls either. It was beginning to become worrying.

At least, it was until Yukihiko picked the lock to Chuuya's apartment while Chuuya was home to flop face-first into the couch.

~ @white-wraitth

"......Rough day?" Chuuya grabs a bottle of wine, because what else would you drink, and saunters over to Yukihiko.

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Chuuya blinked, momentarily pausing. “Well, that’s…good, I think?” Chuuya had half the mind to yell at Arahabaki to stop purring so loud or Chuuya’s gonna start vibrating.

But he resisted the urge to screech at the god, just glad Yukihiko was close.

“Well, continuing that train, you shut up a god I didn’t know could shut the fuck up, and….well, helps me forget a few things.” He muttered the last bit out, clearly ready to change subjects.

Feelings are hard.

All throughout today, Yukihiko was nowhere to be seen. He hasn't answered any calls either. It was beginning to become worrying.

At least, it was until Yukihiko picked the lock to Chuuya's apartment while Chuuya was home to flop face-first into the couch.

~ @white-wraitth

"......Rough day?" Chuuya grabs a bottle of wine, because what else would you drink, and saunters over to Yukihiko.

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"Hn," Chuuya lets Yuki tuck in, trying to ignore whatever Arahabaki was doing, sounding something to a god-version of a cat's purr. "Agree to disagree."

All throughout today, Yukihiko was nowhere to be seen. He hasn't answered any calls either. It was beginning to become worrying.

At least, it was until Yukihiko picked the lock to Chuuya's apartment while Chuuya was home to flop face-first into the couch.

~ @white-wraitth

"......Rough day?" Chuuya grabs a bottle of wine, because what else would you drink, and saunters over to Yukihiko.

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"I'm not disagreeing." Chuuya angles his head slightly to give the other more space.

All throughout today, Yukihiko was nowhere to be seen. He hasn't answered any calls either. It was beginning to become worrying.

At least, it was until Yukihiko picked the lock to Chuuya's apartment while Chuuya was home to flop face-first into the couch.

~ @white-wraitth

"......Rough day?" Chuuya grabs a bottle of wine, because what else would you drink, and saunters over to Yukihiko.

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"You are. Arahabaki agrees." Chuuya said, as if an excuse to get yukihikol to accept it. "Like I said, you're cute when you blush."

All throughout today, Yukihiko was nowhere to be seen. He hasn't answered any calls either. It was beginning to become worrying.

At least, it was until Yukihiko picked the lock to Chuuya's apartment while Chuuya was home to flop face-first into the couch.

~ @white-wraitth

"......Rough day?" Chuuya grabs a bottle of wine, because what else would you drink, and saunters over to Yukihiko.

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"You're cute flustered." Chuuya said plainly, as if it answered all questions and was the answer to life.

All throughout today, Yukihiko was nowhere to be seen. He hasn't answered any calls either. It was beginning to become worrying.

At least, it was until Yukihiko picked the lock to Chuuya's apartment while Chuuya was home to flop face-first into the couch.

~ @white-wraitth

"......Rough day?" Chuuya grabs a bottle of wine, because what else would you drink, and saunters over to Yukihiko.

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Chuuya paused, slowly reaching out to take them. "Ah.....I see." He sniffed them slightly. "They're gorgeous, Yuki. Thank you."

He inclined his head at their meaning.

"Hm, while I could choose to understand what you're trying to say, what if I want you to say it?"

All throughout today, Yukihiko was nowhere to be seen. He hasn't answered any calls either. It was beginning to become worrying.

At least, it was until Yukihiko picked the lock to Chuuya's apartment while Chuuya was home to flop face-first into the couch.

~ @white-wraitth

"......Rough day?" Chuuya grabs a bottle of wine, because what else would you drink, and saunters over to Yukihiko.

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Chuuya blinked as he left, then blinked again when he came back. “Run that much?” He teased slightly. “Oh, flowers? Is it presumptive if I ask if they’re for me?”

All throughout today, Yukihiko was nowhere to be seen. He hasn't answered any calls either. It was beginning to become worrying.

At least, it was until Yukihiko picked the lock to Chuuya's apartment while Chuuya was home to flop face-first into the couch.

~ @white-wraitth

"......Rough day?" Chuuya grabs a bottle of wine, because what else would you drink, and saunters over to Yukihiko.