"The time is right, your perfume fills my head

The stars get red, and, oh, the night's so blue

And then I go and spoil it all

By saying somethin' stupid like, "I love you"

I love you"

🤡ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ!·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ!🤡

The bustling of the Mugen Train made Kyojuro laugh, the various foods from his bento box coaxing a, "Tasty!" out of him. He'd turned to you ever time he did so, offering you some of the food with that stupid smile on his face.

If you even dared to decline, he'd pout, knowing it'd get you to accept. He might've not been talking to you, not hearing your voice, but the act of giving to you alone made his heart race.

Then, he'd finally speak, casually engaging with you as though you two had been friends for years. Best choice of his life.

Your words mesmerized him, hypnotized him. Your lips had him blushing, his thoughts going into overdrive. Your hair, your shoulders, your chest, everything was so alluring to him.

And then he had to ruin it with an, "I love you"...

🤡ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ!·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ!🤡

If you haven't guessed yet, I love Kyojuro. But I also love Gyomei, I just have no ideas for him at the moment. I'm married to both, though (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄)

🤡ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ!·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ!🤡