[ His smile only grows, though his eyebrows draw down ruefully. His arms implore Mika to keep moving closer to the couch, closer to where the bouquet lies. This way, where we began - where we were first close. ]
I don’t know if I can be fair when it comes to you. I’m so greedy for you, my love.
[ His heart.
No one has ever been selfish about Mika before, he thinks, and he wants to be the first. He wants to be the only one. Is that fair to Mika? ]
... You and me.
[ That’s it; the way their thoughts meet in the middle. The way i cursives into u into us. If he could whisper the rest against Mika’s lips, he would. Maybe that should have been the plan all along - but he had said he would like this: sinking down on one knee, as he takes the bouquet and presents it up to Mika. ]
You and me - us. That’s my proposal.
[ The bouquet itself is arranged clumsily in romantic hues: reds, pinks, yellow and white sprinkled between. In its center, the golden glint of a tube - lipstick - and off-center where the cap seals itself to the base is a rose wreathed by its petals. ]
Us, together forever. Promise. And... I promise... [ Slowly, feeling the weight of each promise: ] ... that I’ll love you more and more - every single day. I’m crazy enough for you to count them.
[ Greed has never had a limit. In this, it’s his strength. ]
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I don’t know if I can be fair when it comes to you. I’m so greedy for you, my love.
[ His heart.
No one has ever been selfish about Mika before, he thinks, and he wants to be the first. He wants to be the only one. Is that fair to Mika? ]
... You and me.
[ That’s it; the way their thoughts meet in the middle. The way i cursives into u into us. If he could whisper the rest against Mika’s lips, he would. Maybe that should have been the plan all along - but he had said he would like this: sinking down on one knee, as he takes the bouquet and presents it up to Mika. ]
You and me - us. That’s my proposal.
[ The bouquet itself is arranged clumsily in romantic hues: reds, pinks, yellow and white sprinkled between. In its center, the golden glint of a tube - lipstick - and off-center where the cap seals itself to the base is a rose wreathed by its petals. ]
Us, together forever. Promise. And... I promise... [ Slowly, feeling the weight of each promise: ] ... that I’ll love you more and more - every single day. I’m crazy enough for you to count them.
[ Greed has never had a limit. In this, it’s his strength. ]