"Hey," comes the male's voice before a small pause happens, the boxer's hand going up to her face -- a gesture that would end with anyone else getting slapped -- and his hands brush down on her eyelids, closing them. "Keep them closed for a second. Without any time spared, he pulls out the diamond bracelet in his pocket and puts it around her right wrist. "Happy birthday, Mitsuru."
❝ akihiko — ? ❞ mitsuru gasped as she momentarily gave akihiko a skeptical gaze before following his instructions && closed her eyes . she felt his gloved hand brush her cheek && eyes , then moving to her wrist . a cold , light weight rested on her skin && her heart beat rapidly as the empress tried to figure out what in the world he placed on her .
as soon as he spouted the words ‘ HAPPY BIRTHDAY ’ , mitsuru opened her eyes && then they landed on her wrist . a soft gasp .
❝ this — ?! akihiko , is this — ?! how did you — ?! this is beautiful ! ❞ eyes widened && lips parted into a smile as the young woman wrapped her arms around the male , simply touched by his gift . ❝ thank you , akihiko . truly , it is stunning . ❞