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[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
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
[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?
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?
[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.
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.
[Sorry, Albert, you're friends now. Mitsuki makes the rules.]
I don't have any problems with it!! It was kinda nice, even if I wouldn't normally do something like that!
[Though does he mean the dancing, the kissing, or all the super embarrassing things he said?]
If we're going to be friends, you don't need to call me Mr. Izumi! You can just call me Mitsuki!
[Also please stop calling him a light, he will straight up die.]
I don't have any problems with it!! It was kinda nice, even if I wouldn't normally do something like that!
[Though does he mean the dancing, the kissing, or all the super embarrassing things he said?]
If we're going to be friends, you don't need to call me Mr. Izumi! You can just call me Mitsuki!
[Also please stop calling him a light, he will straight up die.]
[He is oddly fine with it. Undeserving, yes, but fine with it. He'll just be careful not to let himself actually get attached.]
I'm glad you aren't put off by it. I don't usually go to such extremes.
Mitsuki, then. Please call me Albert. It's only fair.
[He sends that, but after mulling over things for another solid 15 minutes, he adds on:]
If you would like to dance again when this place isn't causing strange problems, I'll happily oblige. I'm sure I could stand to learn some things from you, as well.
I'm glad you aren't put off by it. I don't usually go to such extremes.
Mitsuki, then. Please call me Albert. It's only fair.
[He sends that, but after mulling over things for another solid 15 minutes, he adds on:]
If you would like to dance again when this place isn't causing strange problems, I'll happily oblige. I'm sure I could stand to learn some things from you, as well.
[He has no choice in the matter - he’s an unstoppable force.]
It really wasn’t that extreme, you know! It was just a small kiss, and I liked it!
[...Should he have admitted that?]
It was sweet, even if we wouldn’t normally do that.
And I’d love to dance again! I can also do that performance for you like I said I would! And I can try teaching you some of our choreo, too!
It really wasn’t that extreme, you know! It was just a small kiss, and I liked it!
[...Should he have admitted that?]
It was sweet, even if we wouldn’t normally do that.
And I’d love to dance again! I can also do that performance for you like I said I would! And I can try teaching you some of our choreo, too!
[Albert did not honestly expect to be aggressively befriended. Polite conversations, yes, but...
He has to read that line about ten times.]
You liked it?
[Oh dear. That makes Albert's cold dead heart feel half a feeling. Oh no.
Nonsense. He has to tell himself it's no different from the never ending pursuits of noble women back home. He's outwardly charming but perpetually insincere in his heart in the London social scene. He's just fooled someone into thinking he's sweet? Which is... complicated.]
When the occasion arises, I'll see to it that you're swept off your feet again. Once you show me your dance we'll be quite even, since I've just shown you mine.
He has to read that line about ten times.]
You liked it?
[Oh dear. That makes Albert's cold dead heart feel half a feeling. Oh no.
Nonsense. He has to tell himself it's no different from the never ending pursuits of noble women back home. He's outwardly charming but perpetually insincere in his heart in the London social scene. He's just fooled someone into thinking he's sweet? Which is... complicated.]
When the occasion arises, I'll see to it that you're swept off your feet again. Once you show me your dance we'll be quite even, since I've just shown you mine.
[He hasn’t even seen the worst of it yet.]
Well... Yeah! It wasn’t the best kiss, but it was still nice!
[He has no reason to lie about this - and he did like it, even after the powder’s influence faded and he was in his right mind. It’s the kind of thing that would’ve never happened to Mitsuki any other way, and he can’t deny that it was... Much nicer than what he would expect from this place. Much less horny, at least.
It was kind of nice, feeling wanted and wanting in return, even it was from an outside influence. He hasn’t had time for anything approaching romance... Ever. This is the closest he’s gotten.]
That’s a bold claim, but I’m rooting for you, Albert!
Well... Yeah! It wasn’t the best kiss, but it was still nice!
[He has no reason to lie about this - and he did like it, even after the powder’s influence faded and he was in his right mind. It’s the kind of thing that would’ve never happened to Mitsuki any other way, and he can’t deny that it was... Much nicer than what he would expect from this place. Much less horny, at least.
It was kind of nice, feeling wanted and wanting in return, even it was from an outside influence. He hasn’t had time for anything approaching romance... Ever. This is the closest he’s gotten.]
That’s a bold claim, but I’m rooting for you, Albert!
[He will live in fear.]
I will endeavor to do better next time.
[Okay, so it's a bit of a joke, but he's not going to settle for having a not-the-best kiss on his record. They're so rare. They all have to count.
The thing that pains Albert is the complication this place lends to everything. It would be so simple to enjoy the company of others if he had nothing to hide, but he has everything to hide. Unfortunately for him, he's vulnerable to little sunbeams that peek through the clouds, to things that make him feel legitimately warm.
Unlike Albert, nothing seems fake about Mitsuki.]
Thank you for your support. Please look forward to it, as I'll look forward to seeing a real idol in action.
I will endeavor to do better next time.
[Okay, so it's a bit of a joke, but he's not going to settle for having a not-the-best kiss on his record. They're so rare. They all have to count.
The thing that pains Albert is the complication this place lends to everything. It would be so simple to enjoy the company of others if he had nothing to hide, but he has everything to hide. Unfortunately for him, he's vulnerable to little sunbeams that peek through the clouds, to things that make him feel legitimately warm.
Unlike Albert, nothing seems fake about Mitsuki.]
Thank you for your support. Please look forward to it, as I'll look forward to seeing a real idol in action.
I’ll look forward to it!
[Mitsuki??? Well, he’s not taking it back, and it’s... Not a lie. He’s not exactly eager to kiss a near-stranger, but...
Do everything you can with everything you have. He’s not going to hold himself back, and he’s not going to shy away from what this place is. If this place wants him to be intimate, and get close to people, he’s going to throw himself into it and find people he wouldn’t mind being close with.
And if this means that some day, he’ll kiss Albert again... That’s okay, right? There’s no shame in wanting another man to hold you, right?]
I will! Whenever you’re ready, I’ll show you what I’m capable of!
[Mitsuki??? Well, he’s not taking it back, and it’s... Not a lie. He’s not exactly eager to kiss a near-stranger, but...
Do everything you can with everything you have. He’s not going to hold himself back, and he’s not going to shy away from what this place is. If this place wants him to be intimate, and get close to people, he’s going to throw himself into it and find people he wouldn’t mind being close with.
And if this means that some day, he’ll kiss Albert again... That’s okay, right? There’s no shame in wanting another man to hold you, right?]
I will! Whenever you’re ready, I’ll show you what I’m capable of!
Of course. I'll do my best to address you less formally. I may slip if I'm too excited, though. And you are rather exciting, compared to many.
I'm certain I'll be absolutely confused but I hope that won't stop you from sharing it with me. It will still delight me all the same.
I'm certain I'll be absolutely confused but I hope that won't stop you from sharing it with me. It will still delight me all the same.
I'll keep the reason to myself, if that's all right with you. As for the expectations, you've set them yourself, perhaps unwittingly. I can only expect the very best from you, Mitsuki. I'm afraid any less is impossible.
What is "fanservice"? I'm sure I'll appreciate it, however I'd like to know it when I see it.
What is "fanservice"? I'm sure I'll appreciate it, however I'd like to know it when I see it.
[He wants to protest and demand an answer, but... He’ll leave it for now. There’s more important things to deal with!
Albert will get a video clip of Mitsuki drawing a heart with his fingers, before laughing softly and blowing a kiss before the clip ends. A text follows shortly after.]
That’s one kind of fanservice!
Albert will get a video clip of Mitsuki drawing a heart with his fingers, before laughing softly and blowing a kiss before the clip ends. A text follows shortly after.]
That’s one kind of fanservice!
[He is... so glad that is a video clip so Mitsuki can't see how red Albert's face turns.]
I see.
[He's not totally sure what it means, still, but it appears to be... some kind of flirting? No, if he thinks on it. It's two words, right? Fan, which he admittedly is, and service, as in providing something.
Right.
Well.]
How amusing! What a powerful weapon you have at your disposal!
I see.
[He's not totally sure what it means, still, but it appears to be... some kind of flirting? No, if he thinks on it. It's two words, right? Fan, which he admittedly is, and service, as in providing something.
Right.
Well.]
How amusing! What a powerful weapon you have at your disposal!
[Albert is going to go lie down now. Just lie down and think about where his life has led him. He's never been more grateful for the text feature on this device saving him from certain doom. While he understands quite suddenly that he's being pandered to in a very general way, he can't help his heart still vaguely pounding and that memory of kissing him coming up out of indeed nowhere useful. Surely this is just more of that special idol power Mitsuki possesses and not actual flirtation, but even that follow up text is enough to make Albert question himself. What would he do if someone did all of that to his face?
This is absolutely how every fortunate man (and arguably some women) in Europe felt after meeting the late Irene Adler. He is certain of it. And Albert was immune to those charms. Mitsuki is unquestionably the most powerful entertainer Albert has ever met.
After an extended delay in which he collects himself from that:]
I may be your most ardent fan, Mitsuki.
This is absolutely how every fortunate man (and arguably some women) in Europe felt after meeting the late Irene Adler. He is certain of it. And Albert was immune to those charms. Mitsuki is unquestionably the most powerful entertainer Albert has ever met.
After an extended delay in which he collects himself from that:]
I may be your most ardent fan, Mitsuki.
[There’s such a long time between Mitsuki sending that message and Albert’s response he’s almost wondering if he should apologize. Albert is from a different time, and he must have different sensibilities...
But then the reply comes in, and his stomach flips. He doesn’t know why this declaration gets to him more than any other fan saying as much does - he loves all of his fans and their words mean so much to him! But...]
I’m glad to have you as my fan, and that my fanservice worked on you! ❤️
But then the reply comes in, and his stomach flips. He doesn’t know why this declaration gets to him more than any other fan saying as much does - he loves all of his fans and their words mean so much to him! But...]
I’m glad to have you as my fan, and that my fanservice worked on you! ❤️
[Albert takes a moment to think about how he's feeling. How he hasn't had butterflies in his stomach since he was a teenager. How he can't possibly be falling for something that's clearly designed for mass appeal. How it's absurd to think that they really are friends, or that Albert could even have anything like that in his life. He's a terrible, unforgivable person, and somehow Mitsuki really can't see it.
No one can see it.
He's of two minds. He could honestly treat this place as a fresh start of sorts, do right by others as he's been doing, turn it all from feigned care into some truer efforts. That is the ending he knows he doesn't deserve. The ending he deserves is cutting off anyone who makes him feel, anyone who gives him what he'll never be worthy of.
He wonders what William or Louis would say to this, as he stares up at his ceiling, still unfamiliar. He wonders what Moran would say if he saw him earnestly smile ("Creepy!" or the like, Albert thinks) or what Mycroft would think of him doing something above board for once. Then again, if he's lying to everyone here, is any of it above board?
The thought lingers, long enough that he doesn't realize a significant amount of time has passed with him staring at that little heart at the end of the sentence. William would want him to succeed. Louis would want him to be happy. He feels this so strongly that he aches in their absence.
If no one ever finds out, he can do whatever he wants, can't he? Selfishly, perhaps foolishly. He can try something new.
This place insists on bonds, and when have bonds not been the most precious thing in Albert's world? If he makes one legitimate connection, even if it's based on lying by omission, is he a success, or a rotten liar?
This isn't about being someone's fan, then. That's nothing. It's the odd feeling of wanting to be just a little more than that. Of wanting to have earned the title of "friend". Of wanting someone else in his life that makes him genuinely, mindlessly joyous. He's always relied on his brothers for that happiness, but they aren't here, and he can't imagine them looking down on this decision.
Of course he knows Mitsuki won't know about the inner conflict he feels at times. He won't know about the secrets, ever, if Albert has any say in it. He already knows he would sooner cut the man off cruelly than let him be exposed to any of that. But, for now...]
Are you free this evening? I think I may need to practice viewing this "fanservice" in person.
No one can see it.
He's of two minds. He could honestly treat this place as a fresh start of sorts, do right by others as he's been doing, turn it all from feigned care into some truer efforts. That is the ending he knows he doesn't deserve. The ending he deserves is cutting off anyone who makes him feel, anyone who gives him what he'll never be worthy of.
He wonders what William or Louis would say to this, as he stares up at his ceiling, still unfamiliar. He wonders what Moran would say if he saw him earnestly smile ("Creepy!" or the like, Albert thinks) or what Mycroft would think of him doing something above board for once. Then again, if he's lying to everyone here, is any of it above board?
The thought lingers, long enough that he doesn't realize a significant amount of time has passed with him staring at that little heart at the end of the sentence. William would want him to succeed. Louis would want him to be happy. He feels this so strongly that he aches in their absence.
If no one ever finds out, he can do whatever he wants, can't he? Selfishly, perhaps foolishly. He can try something new.
This place insists on bonds, and when have bonds not been the most precious thing in Albert's world? If he makes one legitimate connection, even if it's based on lying by omission, is he a success, or a rotten liar?
This isn't about being someone's fan, then. That's nothing. It's the odd feeling of wanting to be just a little more than that. Of wanting to have earned the title of "friend". Of wanting someone else in his life that makes him genuinely, mindlessly joyous. He's always relied on his brothers for that happiness, but they aren't here, and he can't imagine them looking down on this decision.
Of course he knows Mitsuki won't know about the inner conflict he feels at times. He won't know about the secrets, ever, if Albert has any say in it. He already knows he would sooner cut the man off cruelly than let him be exposed to any of that. But, for now...]
Are you free this evening? I think I may need to practice viewing this "fanservice" in person.
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