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[personal profile] itsmypower 2022-03-14 10:10 am (UTC)(link)
[He couldn't think higher of him.]

You'd come out with me this early?
It'll be more than one stop, though...
If you're fine with that.

I'm using a bike now, and horses aren't gentle enough for flowers.

But I can pick you up.

We'd be out a few hours, so I won't blame you if you fall asleep.
There's a big cart if you can't hold on for long.


[Soba-powered rickshaw...]

You could nap with the flowers.
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Let me know if you'd like to handwave, or thread it out here/elsewhere!

[personal profile] itsmypower 2022-03-17 01:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well, in that case:]

I'll be leaving soon, then.

Where do you stay exactly?
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Oh, I'm fine here, just wanted to check first! [action]

[personal profile] itsmypower 2022-03-27 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's barely dawn when he arrives with a sliver of sunlight, though just as promised, he's waiting with sea blue bike, its wooden cart with crowded arrangements of mixed carnations and sunflowers. Full-bloomed lilies beside them. Folded blanket in the gap between, should Tsuna decide he's still drowsy. Silver pegs on the bike itself, if his standing's preferred. He texts him back, simply,]

I'm here when you're ready.

[But only this much. He doesn't betray his anticipation; his looking forward to things. He scans his phone, idly.]
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[personal profile] itsmypower 2022-04-04 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[Everywhere, really; though nowhere special. This is just what he does.]

Well, [counting on fingers,] there're two stops in town, first. The other two aren't anywhere close to each other, near the forest, and the last one's further out this time.

[Not that he minds. ...He never minds. The further he strays from thoughts, the better. He isn't inclined to think at all when he's wandering through wildflowers, wherever opened paths lead him.] I think the countryside's better, so I save the longest trips for last. Since it's quiet.

[His smile's drowsy still, sleep-shaded. He doesn't mask it this time.]

You can sit where you want, though. The blanket's there if you're cold still. [Then, forcing excitement down,] We might get food as tips this time.

[If they're lucky!]
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[personal profile] itsmypower 2022-04-09 03:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[Is he worried about that?]

I think you're lighter than the flowers are.

[Looking him over. Honestly— He isn't All Might, but he's not so weak either. His brows lift slightly.]

Sometimes. [Then, shyly, scanning the ground instead,] I kind of like the pastries best. [But who needs gold these days? Hasn't he seen enough money? He doesn't try for that; wants his friends instead. ...All those danishes.] We should hurry. [Before others eat them! He shifts in place.] Did you want any? I can save you the doughnuts...

[A note of excitement. He's smiling softly.]

C'mon. You won't be heavy.

[His friends never are.]