Reverse pledge for Sweet Tofu please!
a/n: here you go sorry that this took so long to get out i felt okay enough today to sit down and focus on writing which was nice. (❁´▽`❁)
Magic Ink, that golden thread slowly wrapping itself tighter and tighter around his heart and your own. A Pledge, something that would tie the two of you together for as long of a life as you have left-- should it make him feel as happy as he does now? After everything that has been done, does he deserve this? To be joined with you so tightly, so thoroughly that your hearts would beat as one? That your breathing would be in sync with his so that neither of you would be alone?
Sincere feelings covered up by teasing and less than savory words fall from his lips. He’s not good for you, he’s not good for anyone, but God’s does he want his entire being to be so bound to yours that it would be hard for even Sweet himself to tell which heart was his own.
The Magic Ink in his hands burned, and his heart beats wildly. You look so wonderful, that the first words to come to mind are beautiful and handsome which escape his slack lips. Earning laughter and a smile from you while you reach out, hands cupping his face while you parrot those words right back at him.
The threads tighten around his heart as he leans in closer to you, face contorted into an expression that he’s unable to name while he holds his hand over his heart and speaks.
“Can you make me happier?” Sweet can hear the sincerity in his own voice, the ever-present teasing tone vanished, his heart beating wildly at his feelings being laid so bare while your eyes reflect the glow of the Magic Ink and the tears that escaped.
Warm, loving and gentle kisses are his response with ‘yes’ whispered between each new kiss has Sweet’s heart beating faster and faster as he lets himself melt and smile underneath the attention you are giving him. Finishing it with a delightful little kiss of his own on your lips, one that lingers and a little nip on your lip when he parts before placing his forehead against your own.














