They're wonderful. [ thoughtfully, he brushes his fingertips over the shisa. ] I worry about home a lot, you know... I think about how time works, or if I'm there for my brothers or my fans, or if I'm here.
[ considering gaku had been somewhere else before here and he knows it's taken a toll on him, but to ryuu, gaku had never gone anywhere. how can he be sure? he feels real. he's having a birthday, he's celebrating, interacting with people, having experiences. yet it's always in the back of his mind. ]
This is a precious reminder that home is still there.
[She tried to make the shisa look cute too, to make sure she didn't screw up. So seeing him touch it, it's rather moving.] I understand how you feel. If time has frozen and you are able to return at that very exact moment, then it will be okay. But what if it is not?
[It's all so confusing, though she had always assumed it was the former since people do not seem to notice the difference back home.
She reaches and brushes the locks of his hair away from his face. It takes a lot of reaching.]
You have a beautiful home, Ryuu, I have been. And it is the home of someone as beautiful as you. So do not worry, your family and your fans will be okay.
It's a lot to think about. What if I return to that exact moment... [ TRIGGER had just defeated IDOLiSH7 at the MOP awards... their fans had come through for them in their darkest hour. that had truly been their daybreak. ] And everything went on as normal. But would I remember everything that's happened here?
[ moments like this. ]
I don't know that I'd want to forget all of this either.
Hmm, I'm not sure myself. I've never been back. Others have! But I always wondered...if we can control how we go back from here. If they could bring us here, it should be possible for us to control the other way around too, no? That means we can visit each other! But I am no good at science. So I am not sure if it is possible, or even where to begin.
[She can only dream, really.]
I do not wish to forget, and I do not wish to lose anyone. Like you, Ryuu.
[ listening to her wonder aloud, matching his concerns with her thoughts, ryuu's smile mellows. shifting the box to one hand gingerly, so as not to jostle its precious contents too much, he reaches up to settle a palm on her head. softly, just so. ]
Like you, too. There's nothing about this that I'd ever want to forget.
[She feels the weight of his hand on her head, looking up a bit and gives a tiny smile. It's warm, soothing. Just for a moment, she feels like she could just be anyone else, just Sen. Funny how this is a thing she thinks on his birthday.]
Let's try to find a way so that we can remember each other, no matter where we are.
I wonder... would a memento work? Something like, hmm, let's see.
[ removing his hand, he shakes his sleeve around his wrist a little. around it, there's an orange leather bracelet, capped in silver. smiling, he lifts it up. ]
[ leaning aside, he sets down the box so he has his other hand free to unclasp the bracelet, unwinding the crossed straps to free it from his wrist. ends held carefully in his hands, he holds it out. ]
Let's, and I will also treasure it forever. Your memories and everything.
[She nods firmly, and after he removes his bracelet, she lifts her wrist up. She plans to do the same, where a ribbon would normally be used to tie hair, but he probably needs a little more length before it is useable. It is long enough for it to wrap neatly around his wrist, she is certain.]
[ with a nod, he motions to her wrist first so he can slip the bracelet on carefully, over knuckles and down. he positions it so he can make sure the orange lather criss-crosses properly, then pulls the cord through the silver clasp and tugs it tight. he laughs a bit. ]
Your wrist is so much smaller than mine.
[ but he manages to secure it, leaning away again. ]
[She watches curiously, how he ties it. Her wrist is comparatively tiny, that it looks like he had to figure out some workarounds to get it happening.
She can't help but laugh.]
I suppose I would have to be as big as you for it to work. But it's so beautiful, after you tied it on like this. [She holds it up, fascinated by how it looks on her wrist.] I will keep this on as much as I can. Thank you, Ryuu, for something so important.
[Sometimes she has to keep it safe, after all. As for her ribbon, she holds it up and out, waiting for him to follow suit.]
[ obediently, ryuu extends his wrist so he can receive the ribbon. like her, he's sure he won't be able to wear it all of the time, but this moment is what imbues it with something special - something worth remembering. ]
I should be thanking you. I've come to like this place a lot because it was you who introduced me, you know?
[ with the exchange complete, he smiles. ]
Now it's a promise.
[ one that he can carry with him, so long as he's here. ]
[She diligently ties it, gently and making sure the knot stays. It's because it's Ryuu, that sometimes, she feels comfortable enough to be a little bit more affectionate, that as soon as she finishes the knot, she kisses it gently. Now it's a token!]
There--
[Before she hears what he had to say. She flushes deeply before trying to see if there was anything else to look at.]
W-well! I mean, I-I am sure that with your natural charm, the world would've welcomed you with open arms. Y-you're loved, Ryuu!
[She clears her throat before nodding.] A promise I will hold close.
[ it's hard to explain, how he doesn't know if he would have wanted to be loved simply for who or what he is. how closely being seen or heard ties in with his sense of self, instead. but hearing it so plainly is still a precious thing, right? instead of words that don't seem to fully convey what he's thinking, he takes hold of her hand and brings it up, placing a mirrored kiss atop it.
[He's so sweet. No, sweet doesn't do him justice. She doesn't know what or how she would describe him. How she feels at peace around him. How she feels safe. And how he turns her into a hot mess like just two seconds ago, flustered because someone is just very charming. Ryuu is Ryuu, that is how best to describe him.
He does it again when he kisses her hand, a token for a token. Where she almost tenses up, her chest beating wildly, but then she calms. It's just how she feels around him. A mixture of both.
She can't help but smile, even if she was so red just before, and presses her forehead to his, holding his hands tightly in hers. Her mouth opens, but she doesn't even know what to say.]
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[ considering gaku had been somewhere else before here and he knows it's taken a toll on him, but to ryuu, gaku had never gone anywhere. how can he be sure? he feels real. he's having a birthday, he's celebrating, interacting with people, having experiences. yet it's always in the back of his mind. ]
This is a precious reminder that home is still there.
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[It's all so confusing, though she had always assumed it was the former since people do not seem to notice the difference back home.
She reaches and brushes the locks of his hair away from his face. It takes a lot of reaching.]
You have a beautiful home, Ryuu, I have been. And it is the home of someone as beautiful as you. So do not worry, your family and your fans will be okay.
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[ moments like this. ]
I don't know that I'd want to forget all of this either.
[ often, ryuu manages a heart of two minds. ]
Wanting it all seems like too much.
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[She can only dream, really.]
I do not wish to forget, and I do not wish to lose anyone. Like you, Ryuu.
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Like you, too. There's nothing about this that I'd ever want to forget.
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Let's try to find a way so that we can remember each other, no matter where we are.
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[ removing his hand, he shakes his sleeve around his wrist a little. around it, there's an orange leather bracelet, capped in silver. smiling, he lifts it up. ]
How about this?
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[She blinks as he pulls back, curiously watching as he shakes his sleeve.]
My, that's beautiful. It looks like something uniquely yours!
[She reaches back, to her hair, and unties it. Shaking it out a little so that it could straighten itself, she brings forward her long red ribbon.]
I have this.
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[ leaning aside, he sets down the box so he has his other hand free to unclasp the bracelet, unwinding the crossed straps to free it from his wrist. ends held carefully in his hands, he holds it out. ]
I'll pour all my memories into this.
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[She nods firmly, and after he removes his bracelet, she lifts her wrist up. She plans to do the same, where a ribbon would normally be used to tie hair, but he probably needs a little more length before it is useable. It is long enough for it to wrap neatly around his wrist, she is certain.]
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Your wrist is so much smaller than mine.
[ but he manages to secure it, leaning away again. ]
There we are.
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She can't help but laugh.]
I suppose I would have to be as big as you for it to work. But it's so beautiful, after you tied it on like this. [She holds it up, fascinated by how it looks on her wrist.] I will keep this on as much as I can. Thank you, Ryuu, for something so important.
[Sometimes she has to keep it safe, after all. As for her ribbon, she holds it up and out, waiting for him to follow suit.]
Now it is your turn.
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I should be thanking you. I've come to like this place a lot because it was you who introduced me, you know?
[ with the exchange complete, he smiles. ]
Now it's a promise.
[ one that he can carry with him, so long as he's here. ]
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There--
[Before she hears what he had to say. She flushes deeply before trying to see if there was anything else to look at.]
W-well! I mean, I-I am sure that with your natural charm, the world would've welcomed you with open arms. Y-you're loved, Ryuu!
[She clears her throat before nodding.] A promise I will hold close.
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a token for a token. ]
Yeah. I will too.
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He does it again when he kisses her hand, a token for a token. Where she almost tenses up, her chest beating wildly, but then she calms. It's just how she feels around him. A mixture of both.
She can't help but smile, even if she was so red just before, and presses her forehead to his, holding his hands tightly in hers. Her mouth opens, but she doesn't even know what to say.]