Cherry Blossoms. 🌸
I wrote a thing under the cut if you like reading. I'm very rusty but I miss writing about them.
"Taking me to one of your favorite places all dressed up, huh? It must be be my lucky night." Vaughn leaned back on the railing of the loft where his bedroom resided, just overlooking the living room area. He turned to look below him for just a moment, the TV was still on, and there was half eaten pizza on the table. Vaughn wanted to chuckle at the memory of calling for delivery and Goro's face being less than amused. But just as he was fondly reminiscing, he was pulled back into reality when the sound of the bathroom door opened, his partner stepping out, a trail of his favorite cologne immediately hitting his nose.
"Wow."
"Been a while since I wore anything like this.." Goro looked down at himself, dressed in a white button up and black dress pants that stopped at his ankles, he looked good.
"You look great." Was all Vaughn could say, he was tongue tied. He forgot that Goro once dressed like that entirely. He was so used to seeing Goro in nomad drab, dirty, smelling of nature and car oil. But this was a wonderful welcome, he liked seeing this side of him too.
"So do you, V." Goro started walking towards him, as Vaughn's heart palpitated, God he loved that side smirk, but he took a moment to look down at himself as well, he was completely underdressed.
"Do not even think about saying anything about what you are wearing. You look fantastic V, this I already knew.. It'd almost be not you if you looked too fancy." Goro put his hands gently on Vaughn's shoulder, his thumb caressing him so slightly.
"I rolled the cuffs of my shirt though, that's good enough right?" Vaughn winked as Goro chuckled and rolled his eyes, the fool of his life, incredibly endearing.
Goro finally closed the distance between them, his arms wrapping around Vaughn's shoulders, his head tilted up to bury his face in Vaughn's neck, he smelled so good. They stood there in perfect silence for a moment, taking it all in. They were finally going on a date after so long.
"Is this.. weird? Being back in the city after so long?" Vaughn rested his hands on Goro's back, running them up and down slowly, the fabric was sticking to them a little, but he didn't care, he just needed to touch him.
"Very, but a good weird. We needed a break, V. I enjoy being back here, even for a moment… When we aren't in danger of course."
"Yeah, a good weird. Plus I get to see you in a button up, a win for me."
Vaughn looked behind him again, this time towards the window, it was wet, droplets of rain were falling down the glass. Goro looked up to see where Vaughn's attention was, before noticing the rain and walking backwards towards the wardrobe, where beside it laid a small black umbrella.
"Rain or shine, we go. I am not missing this opportunity. The cherry blossoms have been glowing."
"Oh God, you're so lucky I love you. Otherwise I'd be going back to bed, this weather does things to me."
Goro placed the umbrella on the bed before walking right up to Vaughn and placing his hands directly on his chest. Vaughn whipped his head around and looked down to see Goro's eyes blown wide open. "You do things to me in this shirt, V."
A temporary short circuit followed by realization hit Vaughn all in a matter of seconds.
"Oh fuck off, let's go." He smiled widely before walking around Goro and grabbing the umbrella.
"It worked, you're smiling."
A tactic that worked well, Vaughn being used by Goro so good, and he loved it. Especially when he looked like that.
Right as they were approaching the elevator to leave their apartment building, Vaughn was stopped by Goro, who was looking him up and down before grinning proudly.
"Did you match me on purpose, V? White t-shirt, black jeans? You really are the biggest sap I know."
"Oh shush you, it was purely coincidence. I.. swear." Vaughn spoke before rushing to turn around and stepping into the elevator. "You comin'?"
Goro appeared frozen in place for a second, his eyes squinted but with a faint smile, before finally but slowly entering the elevator. "You are rare, V."
"And you love it. Now let's go see those cherry blossoms so you don't have a heart attack old man."
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Okay but forreal, now more than ever I desperately NEED Aya to eventually wreck Fyodor's shit somehow. I already wanted her to get her revenge before, but I didn't think Fyodor would even remember or know who she was, and would massively underestimate her for that reason (just like Jouno knew that Fukuchi would underestimate her). But now the story has instead created this twisted, fucked-up dynamic between them, where Fyodor not only knows her, but is protective of her for reasons that are not his own: he has taken the pure, noble, kind, fatherly love motivating Bram to protect Aya and warped it into something horrific, vowing to protect her body only while not caring how much her heart and mind has been scarred, and claiming to be doing it for her own salvation, when he cannot possibly understand the selfless feelings Bram had that made him want to protect her and care for her — feelings that he does not have. He may genuinely have some sort of affection for children (the way he treated Karma, "blessings for the children", this), but it is twisted and hollow and is quite possibly only him unconsciously acting out the motions due to behavior instilled in him from the feelings of all the people he's subsumed in the past.
All this is to say that, now the narrative has specifically pitted Aya and Fyodor together as direct enemies: she not only had reason already to hate him because he killed Bram, but because he's also taken Bram's love for her and defiled it, dishonored it and him and all that he was; meanwhile, Fyodor has given himself an arch nemesis that he no doubt takes great pleasure in seeing how much she hates him/how much despair he's brought her, but paradoxically at the same time feels a compulsion to "protect" her that draws himself to her and that he can't ignore. Aya has to defeat him somehow (not permanently, mind you; Dazai will undoubtedly be his final end), and the setup for Bram being able to fight back enough to stop Fyodor from the inside with her help is all right there, too. Their love for each other is still enduring, stronger than ever, Fyodor is proof of that right now, and they will be able to defeat him together, at least enough that Bram can be freed and come back to Aya. Dazai told Fyodor that he would lose because he doesn't understand and underestimates the power of friendship bonds and love, and there is no better a time for that to happen than here, when he is literally using someone's strong love for and connection with someone (acting as that person and claiming to know how they feel and to be the same as them) in a way that he cannot understand, which will be his undoing.
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