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Hand written and delivered but it was a drop and run

[codenamem]

[The lovely stationery is covered in elegant script, but the contents...]

To Mr. Mitsuki Izumi:

I hope this letter finds you well.

With regard to the events of one day ago, I beg full pardon for any inappropriate behavior you may have experienced at my hand. I seemingly was not in my right mind, and I sincerely apologize for any distress I may have caused you. Please know that I hold the utmost respect for you, and wish only for your continued happiness and success. I do not make it a habit of dancing in streets, nor am I usually so free with my affections. I am afraid I may have done you a terrible disservice, and will gladly make things right in any way you see fit.

Should you forgive my transgression and wish to call on me again, please find me at the undersigned. I will endeavor to resist all such temptations that may offend or unsettle you in the future.

Wishing you the very best.

Very sincerely yours,
Col. Albert J. Moriarty

yeah this is a text

[festoso]

[When he sees the letter, he’s immediately bewildered, especially when he sees it’s addressed to him. Who??? Sends letters????? Of course, opening it up it’s immediately obvious who does.

It kind of makes him laugh - it’s just absolutely absurd, in a way, getting a letter asking for forgiveness over something like a dance and a kiss.

He grabs his phone, deciding a more immediate method of communication might be better.]

Moriarty-san, I got your letter. You don’t need to apologize for any of that!! Sure, it was a little much and a little embarrassing, but it’s not that big of a deal. Besides, you should probably do things like dance in the streets more often!! Plus this whole place is supposed to make you free with your affections, or whatever, so don’t feel bad about that either! It was only a kiss.

I’d still like to talk to you more, but don’t feel like you need to... Resist temptation or change how you want to be around me! We’re still friends, aren’t we?

Typing is hard tho let him live

[codenamem]

[He gets the message and has to read it a good five times before he can get past the last part.

Friends? Someone thinks they're his friend? It's... preposterous. But it's because he doesn't know what Albert is, what he's done. How he's dyed so red he'll never atone.

...It'll be nice to pretend, though.]

Indeed! It's not as though dancing wasn't commonplace for me even at home. As long as you have no issues with my behavior, I'll gladly accept your graciousness in this.

Thank you for your kindness once more. You truly are a light, Mr. Izumi. I'll be honored to call you my first friend here.

I live here now, and albert learned to text

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Good evening, Mr. Izumi!

I noticed someone speaking on the network

[look he's learning fancy new terms]

about musicians and I wondered if you were planning to participate in what appears to be a concert.

proud of him

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You don't have to keep being so formal!

And yes! My group and I are planning on signing up for it and doing our best even though we're down some members! So you'll finally be able to see me really perform.

He even used a !!

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I thought this was much less formal than last time. Correct me, if you will?

I'm delighted to hear it. Once a date is announced I'll count the very hours until I can see you perform.

I literally just live here

[codenamem]

Mitsuki, please let me know when you're available. I'd like to ask you something.

[festoso]

I’m free right now? What’s up!

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I know you've asked me to be less polite and formal, so I hope this comes across as lightly as you'd expect.

Would you be interested in accompanying me to the Night Gardens?

...during late primavera shenans

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My dearest sunshine, when you have a moment, I have a question for you. It's nothing too pressing, so do take your time in answering.

Are you, by any happy chance, able to make "mochi"?

[festoso]

[Albert??? Dearest sunshine?? You can't just drop that on a man!!]

Mochi? Yeah, of course I know how to make it! My grandmother taught me when I was young...

Why do you ask?

how about this for a first meeting?

[moriartysimp]

[ Fucking shit--

Moran curses unattractively in his head upon seeing the aforementioned creatures seem to want to infect Albert's little muse.

He sprints forward with little thought about his own well-being; the rifle in his hand snapped up to rest against his shoulder as he starts firing -- first at the outreaching appendages before striking the more vital points.

He slides in front of the little muse before reaching out to grab onto the neck of the offending creature, and an eruption of flame overtake the offender's head. If it wasn't neutralized before, it definitely was now. ]

Don't go getting ahead of yourselves, bastards...

[ He pulls his hand back, ignoring the stench and corpse, letting it fall onto the ground as he turns around: ]

You all right?

[festoso]

[Moran might not mind the corpse, but Mitsuki does. He’s... At this point, can be be surprised over creatures like this? No. He can’t. But that doesn’t mean he’s just okay with it!

His heart is still pounding, and he looks up - and up - at his savior.]

I’m-

[He collapses with a squeak.]

I’m fine, but what the hell!

text; during all the flower shenanigans~

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My dear Mitsuki,

I can't seem to stop taking up your time of late, so I hope you'll forgive me for putting one more item on your to do list while you're so busy. It won't take long, but could you please meet me on the chiri bloom avenue this afternoon at 4?

[festoso]

At 4? I think I can do that! We're having an easy day today.

[So, naturally, Mitsuki will be there. At this point he doesn't bother asking what Albert wants, simply showing up to the avenue after bowing out early from practice.

The concert is soon, and it's kept him busy. The last time he saw Albert in person... He shudders to think of that date. It was awful.

At least he was with Albert, though.]

after the aphro cupcake post bc he's not. going to post this in public,

[knifely]

You're planning on feeding my brother what exactly?

[festoso]

[If Mitsuki were a smart man, he would feel fear. As it is, Mitsuki is a man of average intelligence and more defensiveness than a man his size should have.

So.]

It's not like it isn't anything he hasn't dealt with before!!

early morning; video; un: aj.moriarty

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[He's smiling and dressed in a fine suit with his hair immaculately done; and seems to be in a public place, and walking at that.]

Good morning, my dearest sunshine! When you see this, could I persuade you to meet me somewhere? Anywhere you'd like. I have something I'd like to give you, and it's rather important to me that I get it to you quickly.

[He glances away, like he's not sure if he should continue, but then he looks back and:]

And I have some small news I'd like to share, as well. Because you're terribly important to me, I'd like you to be one of the first outside of my family to hear it.

[He stops walking, and his voice drops lower.]

I hope you're sleeping well and dreaming of beautiful things.

[One last smile, fond and wistful, then he closes the feed.]

[festoso]

[Mitsuki’s always been an early riser - up with or before the sun and ready to work - so he sees Albert’s message immediately.

A gift? And news? He’s curious, almost painfully so, and he’s quick to send a message back. Even if it is painfully obvious he just finished his morning workout...]

Hey! I need a bit of time to get ready, but my day is pretty free! So I can come meet you whenever...?

[He needs to change out of sweats and take a shower before he goes anywhere...]

And it’s good news, right?

text; un: omurice

[goodfaiths]

Mitsuki, did you know that people are into knives?

[festoso]

[It's Riku, so this Must be an innocent question.]

Well, yeah. Having a good knife makes all the difference in cooking.

???/???/but it's handwritten

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[A handwritten letter is delivered at precisely 10 AM one fine day, to the counter at Mitsuki's bakery. Alongside the usual fresh flowers, there's a carefully wrapped box, which contains a few interesting flavor extracts Albert had imported from other cities, a custom tea blend affectionately labeled "Sunshine", and a delicate lace-trimmed apron.

The note with it reads as such:]

To my dearest Mitsuki,

I know our time together lately has been sparing and precious, and I've been unfortunately busy with my campaign, but I wanted to celebrate something very special to me with you. You see, this next week will mark five months that we've known each other. Five months since that rather surprising first meal, and then again almost five months since the first time we kissed. Not a day goes by where I do not thank whatever Gods see this place that I stepped into that store when I did. You see, you've become irreplaceable for me. You quickly won my favor, but more than that, you mended a broken heart with your strength, courage, generosity, and vivaciousness. More than you will ever know, you have saved me again and again.

It's funny, being who I am, knowing that no matter what I ever did in my life, it was not enough to merit the blessing you have been to me. In fact, I'd wager quite the contrary; it is perhaps completely counter to everything I ever did as a man to be given a gift so sweet, so perfectly gentle and loving. Yet here I stand, holding my hand out to you as often as I may, and you take it time and time again.

I may never be something as splendid as you, as giving and kind, but I do make my best effort to give back to you as much of the devoted affection as I can. While we may be grown men who consider ourselves independent enough, my life would be missing something precious and cherished without you. I shall say again, as I have above, that you have saved my weary soul from a life of torment and pain that is rather unfortunately self-inflicted. The man I am is in no small part thanks to your warmth, and I shall strive every day to bring you even half the joy you give me.

Your smile lights up my entire world. Your eyes are pools of delicate amber. Your hands could move me to my knees just as your clarion voice may bring me to my feet. I am, now and forever, your most devoted fan, which surely you already know. But know this as well: I would have no other as I have you, and no one can touch the place you hold in my heart. Your vibrant presence has taken up residency in my very soul, and without you I would be but a hollow, pale imitation of my current self. Before you, I did not smile genuinely. Before you, I had never heard the sweetest music. Before you, I was incomplete.

Now that I have found you, I shall celebrate this milestone and so many more until the end of this adventure you accompany me on with all the graciousness and gratitude of a man saved.

My dearest Mitsuki, I love you. Sincerely, truly, with every part of my heart and soul. I shall say this to you here, and wherever else you desire, as many times as you should like to hear it. (Perhaps even more than that, for I am a greedy man in this.) You are the sun in my sky. You are you, and I can imagine no thing dearer to me in this life.

With all my love and devotion,
AJM

[festoso]

[The flowers are a common occurrence by now, so Mitsuki doesn't think much when he sees them, but the box with them gets him to pause. He puts the flowers in the usual spot, before taking the box back to the kitchen with him. He doubts Albert would do anything crass, but he still would rather see whatever it is in private and leave Iori to tend to the front end.

Reading the letter inside just makes him extra glad for his foresight.

Overwhelmed would be a good way to put how he's feeling, and he's sure Albert can feel the wisps of his emotions from all the way across the city, so it's probably not a surprise when he gets a text shortly after the delivery.]

You're such a jerk, you know?

[What might be a surprise is that, once lunchtime rolls around, there's a delivery to his office from Fonte Chocolat. There's a cupcake, as well as a note:]

Albert,

I'm not nearly as good with my words as you are, but I didn't want you to think that I don't feel as strongly for you as you feel for me! I'm not really sure what I've done to deserve someone as giving and generous as you, who's so patient and kind, who thinks so lowly of himself even though he's so wonderful and strong. I really feel like the luckiest man alive sometimes because of you!

I thought I was happy achieving my dream of becoming an idol, but there were some things I couldn't have in that life. I was okay ignoring things like dating and I never thought I was unhappy, but now I don't know if I could go back to that life without you by my side no matter how terrible the scandal might be. With you by my side, everything feels so much more wonderful and perfect, and I can't believe it's been almost five months!! Time seems to have really flown by...

I'm grateful I've got to meet you, and I'm glad I can help you any way I can. Never forget that you're stronger and better than you think, and you can tell me anything you want about the man you used to be or the man you want to become. No matter what secrets you hold, I'll be here.

I love you with all of my heart,
Mitsuki

[bearpancakes]

[ Good evening, Mitsuki! It's quiet in the idol house tonight, isn't it? Quiet except for....

the cat, screaming outside your door, quickly followed by the telltale shuffling and scratching of paws against the wood. Huh! ]

[festoso]

[To say that Mitsuki has been having a time would... Probably be putting it generously. He still misses Albert terribly, has too many unresolved feelings for the man, but...

The house is so much more quiet without Riku around. Except for the cat. He's almost tempted to ignore it, before he sighs and shuffles out of bed. He squints down at the cat, looking unimpressed for a moment.]

Yes?