@0Invst_ niko peeks out of the window to see . . .
. . . that fumicchan is right on the money💧 but they’ve gone here and he’d hate to ruin fumicchan’s hard work, so . . .
“maybe we should drive around some more? even if we can’t find a good spot for sitting, there maybe a good +
@0Invst_ niko rubs his eyes languidly as he let out a soft chuckle.
“it won’t go anywhere, huh . . . that’s so like you…~” ♪
he yawns—and then yawns again, eyes half-closed still.
“and you’re shining brighter than the sun too. thanks for…” ya~wn. “… mm, how about one more kiss?”
puts a little something on @0Invst_’s palm.
“happy birthday, fumicchan ~ ♡ take care of your beautiful eyes this year and don’t stare at the screen for too long.”
@0Invst_ because they’re embarassing, obviously. and it bare his heart open. and he…
what was he thinking?
fumicchan laid his heart bare right now, so it’s only fair that he does so too, right?
he lays his head on the crook of fumicchan’s neck.
“i’m glad you’re staying…” +
@0Invst_ wait . . . is it really okay for fumicchan to drive in his condition? 💧
still, if fumicchan says it’s okay, then…
“that’s a date then! ♪ ah, and about your kiss . . . “
niko leans forward to place a kiss on fumicchan’s chee— nope,
his ear
and pulls away with a grin. +
@0Invst_ urgh . . . 💧
he should’ve known better than to make a bold-faced lie to a detective.
niko takes the fork in his hand and cuts the fudge into two equal pieces, before—cutting it again into four equal pieces?
important question: “with or without the ice cream first?”
@0Invst_ but the thing about dying is . . . things will feel unfamiliar because you’ve spent so long in your head: waiting, ruminating, playing out unrealistic scenarios, and . . .
“ —— .ᐟ my flower’s bloomed ~ ♪ “
it puts a weak and wobbly smile to his face.
@0Invst_ his eyes dart around the café. a place he should have known so well—just like the way fumicchan knows him like the back of his hand.
. . . except he doesn’t.
nothing’s changed much. it’s as he remembered it, with some touches he knows are fumicchan’s attentive ideas. +
@0Invst_ “you’re so thoughtful as usual…~ ah, but fumicchan, i didn’t get you anything at all for today.”
definitely a lie. there is a wrapped something placed near the door.
niko fakes a pout. “is that alright~?”
@0Invst_ it grosses him a little. his deaths, that is. but this isn’t the right time to reminisce a bad time that has gone by. in fact . . .
“i’m sure i’ll like it! thank you, fumicchan~” cooed out, right before a kiss landed on fumicchan’s cheek. +