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Happy Birthday Gabriel! you’re the best, I hope you have a wonderful day because you’re the most beautiful guy I’ve ever met. Happy Birthday my love.
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-]— ;; “Did she now?” Judging by his tone, it could be easily noted that his encounters with her hadn’t been as pretty lately. “Maybe it’s cause I see her more early on. But I’m getting fuzzy pillows thrown at my face and threats of getting my tail ripped off this week.” A wry smile formed at the memories. Sure it held that silver lining of danger. The times however were too damn fun for him not to savor. He would toss the waitress a wave of thanks before resuming the important matters. Such as the sneaking suspicious he held about Nonon wanting to kick his ass sometime this week.
"You’ve always been the sort to have the best taste. So I know this will be right up my alley." Speaking of loves, a teasing grin had formed at the mention. Their taste wasn’t just in the fields of food either by the looks. "With that good mention, how is it goin’ with the ultimate love of your life? I can say hella good if you’re smiling like that.”
Okay, he has to snort a little. He knows that feel. Nonon is a mess when it comes to being friendly with, but fuck him if he wanted her as a true enemy. He'd endure the abuse as long as he could, because truly it did have it's perks. Not a lot of perks, but there were some. His smile is just a twist at the corners of his lips, a mockery of a true grin, and he muffles his soft laughter in his own throat. "You just gotta learn that you do whatever she wants and nab her credit card before she demands you pay for anything." That was the only way to survive once you became the ride for the snake. He waves at the waitress too, doesn't bother to check her out like he might have done over a year ago, and leans forward over his mug.
"It'll knock your socks off, trust me." He could go two days straight with no sleep on this shit- it was just that good. Hah, he knows himself too well- and vice verse in this case. His pocket holds only his phone and a pack of gum, the former withdrawn and tapped at for a moment. The touch screen is turned about to display a picture of the Tigress in question, munching on popcorn at a movie when he had stolen the image of her beauty. "Just look at her man." Like he needs to remind him of all people, but he just can't help it. His phone is withdrawn again and he talks as he fiddles with it. "She's just- she's so happy. She smiles and she jokes and it is so fucking amazing. I can't get enough of her smile." Oh yes, he was sick in love, for sure. "Wanna see the ring I bought for her?" He doesn't get a choice, because the phone is turned back around and the image of the ring in question is shown. "I blew my savings on this baby- but its worth it."
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HE STILL has his patterns too; they all do, etched in their mind as the scars from the war are on their bodies —— ‘ Lady Satsuki ’ is a title that will follow her for the rest of her life, she is sure, despite efforts current and past.
‘ it’s just satsuki now, uzu, ’ comes the chiding, routine as it was, but her fingers reciprocate his grasp. The lacing of hands, complete with his content demeanor coerces her own and a gentle smile ( faint as it was, ) finds its way to her lips.
‘ —— relieved. it’s still a bit strange, isn’t it? ’ No longer did Honnōji’s siren’s blare in the morning, rousing students and shaping them into her army. No longer did she have to act a despot, to prepare them for a war for humanity —— they had peace.
He has his scars- he doesn't try to hide them. Three stars adorn the inside of his right wrist, but two stars are drawn into his flesh. He doesn't bother with it, the looks and the questions don't phase him much anymore; they were just proof of his resolve. The same resolve that keeps him standing firm beneath her terribly rough scolding, taking it like a true soldier and staying appreciative of the fierce, beautiful general before him. Her touch is soft, even if her hands were as hardened as his, and his heart flutters in his chest. This used to be something saved for behind locked doors and long nights holding her close and willing away her reservations. He can't wipe the smile off his face, toothy and full of fangs that had been her swords- that would never, ever turn against her.
"Yeah, sometimes." He didn't wake up and run miles, yelling at his club members to stay in their formation and to ignore the sound of Gamagori's march commands. He didn't wake up and slip on clothes that sought his end, that fed off his own life and twist around him in uncomfortable ways- he woke up to a bad water heater and a phone call from an old gang member he didn't really want to talk to at four in the morning. "I don't miss the early mornings all that much though." He's lying, he'll be an early bird till he dies. "It was hard to see you in bed till dawn- and I still say that's when you look the best." He leans down, giving those seconds of pause that says this is always your choice, and kisses her brow. "Your bed head is cute."
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OLD HABITS die hard, initially regarding him with a seriousness most familiar. A moment spent, reminding herself to relax ( that no longer is she fighting a war, ) and her expression softens, knitting brow some in scant embarrassment.
‘ hello to you too, sa—— uzu. ’
First name basis, she remembers.
You know- he wouldn't have truly minded. Patterns are something safe, something that are hard to break, and are dependable in that sense. The pattern of her behavior, cold at first, gentle later on- he doesn't mind it. Oh but man, watching her is too cute, and the blush on his cheeks is taunting in the softest of sense. "You look extra beautiful today Lady Satsuki." He's teasing her, smite him for it, he didn't care. Digits roughened from swords and knives reach to ensnare her own, his thumb brushing over the knuckles of one of her hands gently. "How've you been feeling?"
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I actually really like this ship but never drew these two until now??? T▽T (carefully joins the uzunon group)
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“I know.”
Well really he didn’t know, but Sanageyama need to know that.
“I just don’t know what I want.”
Right.
"Well, uh- hurry up then." Cause man he's done waiting. He's going to grab his plate and start shoveling food onto it.
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“I'm deciding.”
"Okay." It's a buffet, not a fugitive ready to run away-- "You know you can go back for seconds right--"
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"Ohh? Why should I believe you, Monkey?" Keep that up and she’ll snap your back in two. "Your track record with honesty sucks harder than the dog’s taste in music.”
This is abuse!
Ow, ow, ow- enough. He'll just shoot and arm out and pick her up and lessen the strain on his back, because damnit he had practice tomorrow little miss princess. "You know I don't like most of your candy anyway! Ow, you can search my apartment if you want just let go." He was going to lose his ear, he knew it.
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Stares.
"Are you just going to stare at the buffet till it submits or-?"
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Clips both Sanageyamas by the ear and yanks them down to her level. “Which one of you stole my candy jar— 'fess up.”
ow damnit Nonon! "I didn't do it ow let go!" His back! You're too short Snakey!
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his minds eye is p freaking awesome tbh
Omnidimensional perception of his environment??Fuck yeah.
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-]— ;; Okay, so maybe stirring this during a peaceful scene was a bit too much. That grandstanding nature always had a method of making life more exciting. He opted to join his twin instead while he finished up his cup of joe. Taking the opposite seat, he lounged back while a sigh of ease escaped.
"Hasn’t all the shit we’ve been through enough proof of that? Eyes open of closed, the front or back is no longer an issue with us. We’ll see who wants to start some shit or not."
"…Also you mind getting an extra cup over here? That’s lookin’ good."
Heh, maybe a little. Can he begrudge himself though? Taking life by the horns and pushing it down to its knees is how they made it this far, the jokes and the laughs just a part of the path that they had taken. The cause was fulfilled, the end had been justified, and it had turned out just dandy- they were proof of that.
"Fuck yeah Bro. Stupid on their case if they do though." He has a right to be cocky, he had been the sword for a reason. Oh yeah coffee- "This shit is the best, Nonon dragged me here one day for the cupcakes and I found a new love of my life." The coffee he means- yeah he'll just flag down the waitress to get his Bro's order. Nevermind if she gets confused about the same person sitting across from each other- the few differences mostly summed up in the differences in their clothes. Yeah, Nonon had 'updated' his closet recently.