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Heh. I can think of plenty of people who'd call me vain for drinking to that one. Lucky I'm drinking with you instead.
[Chuuya drinks, naturally.]
Well, never have I ever been a sexy redhead.
Heh. I can think of plenty of people who'd call me vain for drinking to that one. Lucky I'm drinking with you instead.
[Chuuya drinks, naturally.]
Well, never have I ever been a sexy redhead.

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Same to you.
Is there anybody you'd want to invite?
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[He can’t very well invite the boss.]
You?
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[At least he wouldn't have to worry about children being a nuisance at the wedding.]
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[He kisses poet-Chuuya on the forehead, soft and sweet.]
Would I look hot in a wedding dress?
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[...but yes, he'd look especially hot in a wedding dress.]
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[He takes poet-Chuuya’s hand in his own before kissing his ring finger.]
I’ll buy you a ring. We can pick it out together.
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I'll never take that ring off.
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[And Chuuya loves him so much.]
I’m gonna be with you forever. I promise.
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...Guess I should do this properly, huh?
[Chuuya sits up straight, takes in a deep breath.]
Nakahara Chuuya, will you marry me?
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He throws his arms around Poet-Chuuya’s neck before sobbing into his shirt.]
Yes. Yes.
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Not just his boyfriend, his fiance. They're engaged now. It doesn't feel real.]
I love you. I love you so much...
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[They’re both blubbering messes and Chuuya loves it.]
Guess we should start planning, huh?
[He kisses the top of his FIANCE’s forehead, heart swelling with affection.]
I want a cake.
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[Maybe they only have six guests, but leftover cake is delicious.]
I want to wear a kimono.
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[Haha, dessert puns.]
Yeah? You’d look incredible. Do you already own one?
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[Not for a wedding kimono specifically, but in case he ever needed it for something besides booze.]
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[Chuuya kisses poet-Chuuya, lips curving into a smirk.]
Should I get some wedding lingerie?
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[Chuuya kisses his fiance again on the lips. And again for good measure.]
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[He returns the kiss with a smile.]
What season do you want to get married in?
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[Wouldn't that be romantic?]
You’d look gorgeous with flower petals in your hair.
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[He'll have to ask Niimi and Miyazawa how to make one properly.]
I can't wait to be your husband.
[He's still getting used to being Chuuya's fiance.]
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[He huffs a laugh.]
Guess we don’t have to worry about changing our names.
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[It's just exactly the same, that's all.]
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[He means that in the best possible way.
They end up talking late into the night about their wedding plans, and Chuuya thinks he couldn’t be happier.]
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Kenji is overjoyed, and immediately starts asking a bunch of questions about their relationship (some of which Chuuya answers and some of which Chuuya says is too personal to share even with Miyazawa-sensei) and the wedding. He grips Chuuya's hands and tells him how wonderful it is to marry the love of your life, and asks if he can meet his fiance before the wedding.
And so, the next time mafia-Chuuya returns to the library, a bright-eyed blond child waves at him.]
Nakahara-san, Nakahara-san!
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