(picks up his favorite assassin blue boy, twirls around and kisses him) "Happy birthday, Nagisa!"
@provocativecrimson ➜ LATE BIRTHDAY ASK.
a shade of crimson red settled ‘pon one’s once pale cheeks, ( a blink followed with another. ) a wave of bemusement & surprised washing over him his expression, ( only briefly though, ) it is not long before something of a smirk is formed on his lips ⸺ ❛ Thank you, Karma. ❜ a bit of a pause, only to allow himself to appreciate the tender moment. soft & sweet ⸺ although, not an uncommon sight ( it still felt unusual. ) although, it is not unwanted. it’s not before his feet is able to meet the ground, an experience of an action that he’s grown custom too by now. & at that moment, in which Nagisa was about to speak ( Karma beated him to it. )
"roses are red, violets are blue, hey babe you're looking slay, let's go to dinner I'll pay."
Cheesy words, one in which many would found unsexy ⸺ yet, that’s far from the purpose in which he was trying to do ( he hoped. ) there was a clear amusement from such an attempt. ❛ Hah— fine, ❜ Soft is the voice that makes known that he’s been defeated, any attempt to say otherwise, would’ve been ignored one way or another ( he’s far too familiar with the outcome before it even begin. ) ❛ You can pay for it. ❜
❛ —...But. ❜ another pause, one that is only brief. ( only so he could reach his hands to cup his beloved’s cheeks tenderly ) ❛ Next year for my birthday, let’s spend it at home working Sonic Ninja okay? ❜







