"Mikoto-san!" Yata stumbled in front of his King, unable to suppress the grin stretching across his face. "Happy birthday!" Though excited, he awkwardly held out the poorly-wrapped present in his hands. It may not have been the prettiest wrapping job but the vanguard hoped Mikoto wouldn't well on that detail too much. //psst it's a special HOMRA bracelet this dork made all by himself atleastpretendtolikeit
The present so generously proposed was received carefully. The monarch has no qualms with the poor packaging and merely opens it carefully to the best of his capabilities. Amber optics scan over the bracelet before it’s placed around his wrist. “Thanks a lot.” He ruffles his Vanguard’s hair affectionately.











