Leave a “Tell Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character confessing something to yours [be it a love confession, a secret, feel free to specify.]

Taking Akira’s hand, Hakuba pulled her along the winding pathway to the hedge maze, roses abloom all around them. “Come along, Akira-kun, please…” the detective desperately pleaded, though he wondered if it was hopeless. She and Emi somehow always knew what he was planning anyway, but he had to try. 

Finally, he stopped at a covered gazebo and pulled her inside, panting, and took a seat on the bench inside. “This… this is the place, I think… where I’ll ask her if she’ll come home with me to London… Do… Do you think this will work? I mean, make the confession, ask her to come home with me? For the holidays, I mean. God, I’m so nervous!”