Happy birthday to songtofly who is one of the cutest, sweetest people that I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. I hope your day has been fantastic and filled with all the things you enjoy, <3
The first time that Decim sees her smile so happily, he has to pause, unsure of the odd fluttering sensation within his chest. The sound of her laughter is like music to his ears and he finds himself longing to hear it as often as possible.
Chiyuki beckons him forward, inviting him to play along with her as they wait for the next client and Decim is moving toward her before he can even process what is happening. She takes his hand once he is close enough, tugging him forward and Decim's eyes focus on the way their fingers interlace.
They dance as if puppets connected to strings, almost boring in the way they follow such predictable patterns and Shogo quickly grows bored of toying with them. The days are long and dull, hardly worth getting through the hours until he finally meets someone who catches his interest.
She never quite reacts the way he expects and it excites him, makes him curious as to what she would do if pushed just far enough. The ideas spin through his mind almost without warning and Shogo can clearly see that Akane will be a quite an amusing player in this game.
Rintarou treads carefully, not wanting to incur the wrath of his assistant who has been much too moody as of late. He pauses in the doorway, eyes darting every which way, never knowing where an ambush could come from. The silence is a little unnerving, but he deems it safe to enter, keeping his senses alert just in case.
He finds his assistant fast asleep on the couch, though the sight of dark circles beneath her eyes stops him from doing anything that would wake her. With a shake of his head, he approaches the closet and pulls a spare blanket loose, carefully tucking it around Kurisu's form and silently calling a truce for the day.
