[ Ah… He’d said it earlier - his sweet love, his sweet heart - but Mika sounds like he means it in a different way. It - makes him incredibly happy - a little embarrassment doesn’t stop the smile that overtakes his blush. Doesn’t stop him from murmuring back: ]

I love you.

[ Mika is so cute, so endearing - truly his sweet heart. He presses kisses to those blushing cheeks, helping to soothe - or encourage more color. ]

When we… for the first time, it sounded like our hearts were beating as one and I… really liked that.

[ They both know only one heart was beating that night, but if Ginger means to share the rest of his life with Mika, wouldn’t that include his heart as well? They could share it, if Mika desires a beating one. Ginger likes Mika’s quiet, vulnerable heart how it is. If he ever held it in his hand, he knows it would warm him even during the coldest of nights.

(Always,

slyly,

his demon questions if he would make a good heart, and his angel says no, he would not. Not Ginger. The worst parts of him will infect Mika and they won’t even notice until too late, it cautions.)

(But if they’re together, would it matter? If they’re happy, it’s okay.) ]