20. They can’t find their phone.
“Ah, hello, Emi-kun? I hate to bother you, but I’m running late and I can’t remember where I put my mobile… I think I last saw it when you were over earlier; do you recall what happened to it?”
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She pressed a kiss against his forehead— the inebriated birthday
boy now securely tucked into his bed, with some of her aid, and fits
of giggles all the way. It was good that he seemed to have a good
time, even if the means had not lent themself to the perfect moment
in which she could present her gift.Maybeit’s for the best. Something to ease the displeasure of a hangover.
The thought made her smile, glancing at his dormant face, and
giggling quietly, slipping her hand into her pocket, and setting the
trinket on his nightstand, before placing the note which went with
it, to it’s left.It read:
My dearest Saguru.
I was aided in crafting this by some of the
locals I met in my travels. Bolivian rosewood,
I believe it is. And antelope antler.
I approximated your size—
but It should at least fit one of your fingers.
Happy Birthday, my darling.
And just as she said she might, she grabbed the sham off the edge of his bed, and climbed into the highback chair in the room’s corner, huddling down, and drifting to sleep.
[text] Not a total ass.
[text] A sort of weirdly endearing, cute ass.
[text] if you want to marry me when the sun comes through your blinds
[text] and I’m sitting in the chair in the corner grinning
[text] then we can totally still get married.
[text] iam cute thankyou but you arecuter
[text] all rihgtg then we cna wyay it until the mornging
[text] bnut I wi llstuill want to i poromsie
[text] hpw do you feel baout the swiss apls?
[text] ♥♥♥ you are so unreasonably cute when you’re drunk as hell
[text] 10/10 my ideal career path.
[text] and that sounds great darling if a little painful
[text] now don’t bully Tintin, what he lacks in height he makes up for…
elsewhere, I’m sure.
[text] but I guess I’ll forgive you your meanness and marry you anyways.
[text] in drunkness and in stupor, until hangover do we part.
[text] what wiat what idd I text uou
[text] hoemnmy take my phoen away please
[text] im boudn to maek a totla asss of myself i think
[text] again
[text] tho if weget marredi then it is ALL worTH TI
Bother me? (More like lay it on me, sweetie)
[text] mef mi honemy i
[text] hjave you ever considered a carreer in runngng away with me
[text] youshould relaly REALLY try thi s scotch it is burningn liek my love for oyu
[text] alsoalsoalso that tinman guy hasNTIHguin on me
[text] forexmaple: he’s short
[text] adn Im goignti get a much bgiger dog
[text] therovore, o wo;; wom ypour jamd
[text] wil jj you lmarry me
I love you y’big dummy ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
It was beginning to take less exacerbating amounts of courage to engage him in this way- sure, it still took a considerable amount, which left her heart to flutter and her cheeks to rise with their standard flushed hue. He laughed against her lips and she couldn’t help a chuckle in return.
She would accuse him of flattery with his words, but knew that
he wasn’t the kind to offer words of affection unless he truly
meant them.
”Well it isn’t much,
I think,
But I’d hate to think that you might go a day without knowing how adored you are- by myself and by others, (but in this case, particularly by me). If I surprise you, it’s because you don’t expect nearly enough of the affection and kind gestures you deserve.So if you’ll thank god for me, my most darling detective.
Than I too, thank god for you.
Thank god, perhaps most,
Not only for your being,
but that I was truly
blessed
enough to meet you.”Her thumbs coursed over his cheeks softly, and she smiled even brighter for a fraction of a second, before briefly pecking the corner of his lips again. She had no plans, for the day, save affectionate messages being sent to those important to her life— no elaborate romantics to speak of. Yet if this was to be the only amorous endeavour for the whole of the Holiday, she could count it a great success.
Hey don’t sound so dubious it’s gonna give me a reason to be suspicious of you.
No but really it’s not a bad thing.
At least I don’t think so.
It’s v a l e n t i n e ’ s day, which may not be as exciting as White Day for some people but we didn’t even celebrate White Day when I was in America so I’ve always thought an awful lot of it—
Not the point.
For a moment, he was too stunned to react. But heartbeats – two, three? he somehow didn’t manage to keep track despite his best efforts – later, he melted into the affection and smiled. He couldn’t help it. Kissing or not, his lips could not still and he laughed, so close to her, warm affection in his eyes.
“Th-thank you, Emi-kun. I have to admit I was not expecting this or, well, anything for the holiday. But you always do have a way of surprising me, don’t you? Thank god for you, my dear, sweet journalist. Your ability to scribe meaning, with and without words, I think, will always leave me in breathless wonder.”
Oh wait also
Hakuba-kun can I steal you for like two seconds I promise it’ll be super quick.
“Ah… yes, Emi-kun?”