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Not with Sailor Moon, but Emery is definitely the type of guy to wear a super expensive suit and shoes to work but then be secretly wearing ridiculous socks, like with hot dogs on them or octopus. No one would see them but he'd know they're there and it would make his day brighter.
Anyway here is a picture of my sweet man Emery
Sweet sleepy Emery
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@crimedealt
he sits at the edge of the bed, still in formal wear and carrying the weight of work upon broad shoulders. a sigh, laced with absolute fatigue that threatened to consume him whole. times weren’t getting any easier for illusione. haru hardly remembers all the string of words he had uttered about recent events, his mind in a mess as a lost gaze seems to meet his eyes. gosh, he needs to stop overworking himself. in such a deep flurry of thoughts, he can barely manage to rise to the surface, until the voice of emery lures him out and grounds him. haru catches his gaze, left to fall into a silence to ponder such a thing ... and he feels stupid for doing so. he should listen. a soft smile graces his lips, a once stressed expression that was plastered upon his head now melts away. ❛ rest. that sounds ... great. ❜ he breathes a little easier, knowing that the darkness wasn’t as vast as it made itself to be, emery being a guide of sorts ... one that haru never realised he needed until now. ❛ let’s get into something more comfortable. i want to forget about today. ❜
Emery doesn’t...really know what Haru does for work. Not exactly, not in so many details, but he has theories as much as he hates assuming. And he wants to ask about it, one day at least. Because some nights they’re together, Emery can see the stress, the weight, and he wants to know how best to soothe the man he’s starting to feel a warm fondness for. But not tonight. Tonight, Haru looks about ready to drop and doting on him is a much better idea.
“I can definitely help with that.” He says as he steps forward, fingers gentle as they undo Haru’s tie, gently brushing the man’s jaw after and pressing a gentle peck to his lips. “Did you want me to run you a hot bath? Or did you want to sleep?”
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“ah! that would be nice! i missed the bus just now and i need to head home!” then he realized that he shouldn’t just take someone’s offer like that. “ah! that is… if you alright with that? am i not troubling you much?”
Emery’s smile turns a bit sheepish through the rolled down window. “Actually I...happened to see that. Missing the bus that is. But really it’s no problem! I have nowhere to be and I can’t just leave you. Come on in.”
“I don’t see what the misunderstanding is?”
“It’s just...when people call you sir at work, you know, something that happens all the fucking time, that doesn’t turn you on? It’s somehow different in the bedroom?”
“We’ve been over this. That’s work. Not at all connected to my personal life. Emery, there is nothing like having someone in bed saying ‘yes,sir’ to you. Or better yet! If they’re begging and say ‘please,sir’. Ugh, unmatched. It’s not at all the same thing as when someone at work uses it. They’re using that because I’m literally their boss. You’ll have to experience it to understand.”
“W-Whatever! I regret asking, change the subject!”
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