Thread continuation for thetaintedsorrow.

[goatsongs]

[from here]

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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[vegetariangreatfestival]

That's me! It's an honor.

[He'll treasure the moment, though not as much as the Chuuyas surely will.]

Do you have a best man picked out?

[thetaintedsorrow]

I’m considering one.

[Would Akutagawa say yes? God only knows.]

I just wanna make him happy. I’ll do anything for that.

[vegetariangreatfestival]

He said the same thing about you.

[Not in the exact same phrasing, but close.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

He’s incredible.

[Look at him gush about his fiancé. What a nerd.]

Is Niimi-chan excited?

[vegetariangreatfestival]

He's really excited! He's already practicing his flower-crown-making so he can make Chuuya-san the very best crown ever.

[thetaintedsorrow]

Glad to hear it.

[But the question is...]

Where’s Chuuya?

[vegetariangreatfestival]

He said to stall you while he's trying on his kimono.

[Kenji's helping!]

[thetaintedsorrow]

Oh, did he now?

[Chuuya looks awfully mischievous right now.]

You think he needs help? Maybe I should go see.

[vegetariangreatfestival]

No!

[Kenji sticks his hands on his hips.]

Chuuya-san gave me a job and I'm taking it seriously. You don't get to see him until he says you can.

[thetaintedsorrow]

Come on...

[Chuuya pouts. Who’s the child here?]

I just wanna see the guy I love all dressed up, you know?

[vegetariangreatfestival]

Nope.

[Both of them, probably.]

You'll get to see him at the wedding.

[thetaintedsorrow]

...fine.

[Well then. He should probably leave and come back later.

Or...]

Can you tell him I’m here then?

[vegetariangreatfestival]

Okay, I'll go tell him.

[Kenji scurries off, leaving Chuuya unsupervised for the moment.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Kenji is off, and he doesn’t even notice when Chuuya sneaks after him. One of the perks of his ability is being able to soften the sound of his footsteps, and he tries peeking around the corner to see poet-Chuuya in his kimono.

Hopefully he won’t be noticed.]

[goatsongs]

[The good news is that he can see Chuuya dressed in his white and red wedding kimono, as beautiful as any at "real" wedding. It's a perfect fit for him.

The bad news is that Mori is also here (to help Chuuya dress) so they couldn't have been too grossly affectionate anyway.]

Alright, I'll change back and go see him. Thanks, Miyazawa-sensei.

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Oh, Poet-Chuuya looks absolutely breathtaking like that, and it honestly brings tears to Chuuya’s eyes. His fiancé...soon to be his husband...

Oh, but he can’t get caught peeking, so he’ll dart around the corner as quick as possible, hoping that his fiancé doesn’t catch on that he was spying.]

[goatsongs]

[It takes a while - changing into and out of a kimono is time-consuming even with help - but soon Chuuya tracks down his fiance. He's dressed in his usual once more.]

Sorry to keep you waiting.

[thetaintedsorrow]

[He’s handsome no matter what he wears.]

I’m happy to see you.

[He kisses poet-Chuuya’s lips with a grin.]

Everyone around here thinks pretty highly of you, you know.

[goatsongs]

[Fiance-Chuuya gets another kiss for good measure.]

Or I've only introduced you to the writers I like.

[It's a pretty short list.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

Hmm...maybe.

[It’s hard to imagine anyone not liking the love of his life.]

Did you have any plans after this?

[goatsongs]

Just spending time with my fiance.

[He's never going to get tired of saying that.]

You?

[thetaintedsorrow]

Same.

[He gives Chuuya a playful little kiss to his ear before whispering into it:]

I’ve been looking at bridal lingerie~

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[goatsongs]

[goatsongs]

W-warn me before you say something like that in public.

[Chuuya sounds like the breath's been knocked from his lungs.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[His fiancé is cute as hell when he’s flustered.]

But we could just sneak off to one of those conference rooms, right?