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Still, I think I should think of something, right...? Even though you know I don't need anything either, you still got all of these things for me, didn't you?

[ opening it up, as gently as ever ]

Well, I wanted to do it. I didn't think I should. It isn't a duty of yours, either.

[ inside are two handsewn plushes! one is recognizably lucifel, white haired and wearing pink, and the other is whisky, round ears and cat sweater and noticeable face scars. ]

Then I want to -

[ she ends up cutting herself off, of course, as she actually sees the contents of the box. That's

She can't bring herself to say anything at all, really, just gazing down at them, expression - ]

[ she's beside herself, clearly, by the weak sound of her breath, her wide eyes and flushed face, ]

- Ah . . .

[ and then she squeals with plain, unrestrained joy, beaming as she scoops them up into her arms ]

They - they're amazing...!

[ . . . relaxing a little, exhaling ]

Happy anniversary, my dear.

Thank you . . .

[ gesturing him closer too, excited ]

[ leaning in! :o ]

[ it's - nervewracking still, oddly, to have him so close; there's a barely suppressed trembling to her fingertips as she pulls him closer, a marked hint of anxiety to her eyes despite the smile on her face, but

She has to hurry up and push past this, she thinks, she's fine and they're fine, so she leaning forward she attempts to press their lips together ]

[ none of that goes over his head; as happy as he is to see her happy, he's no more or less surprised that she's still afraid nor that she's trying to push past it anyway -

so, when she leans forward to kiss him, he lifts his left hand up, moving it between their lips - so that hers would touch the ring ]

[ glancing at him with just her eyes, questioning, seemingly a bit startled just briefly by the cold against her lips, by the abruptness - she's silent, lips still against the ring ]

[ from the other side, kissing the metal band briefly, chaste, and then drawing back ]

. . . Now, I think the rice must be done.

[ softly, oddly winded ]

... Mn. You're right . . .

[ slowly . . . Setting the plushies down so she can stand ]

[ standing up properly, going for the door ]

I'm glad you like them, though.

They're really cute . . . Even if I already have pillows too, I'm really excited to put them with the others when I get home.

[ a pause ]

But - um... was this what you were doing...?

Mmmmm. Basically, it was.

[ with a little laugh ]

Sleeping for so long set me back a bit, so in truth, I only finished them a little earlier.

... You were...

[ quiet, as she trails after him, pensive ]

. . . You were asleep the entire time... you said that, didn't you...?

Mmm. Right, I was.

[ hesitant ]

. . . Are you sure...?

[ pause

turning, to look at her ]

. . . Why are you asking?

[ . . .

Glancing away, with just her eyes ]

. . . I saw you.

He was there too, and he smelled different, so I know it was . . .

I thought - the second time I saw you I thought you were awake, but you were wearing a blindfold...

[ freezes in place ]

. . . You. . . ?

[ faintly, a little breathless ]

[ She just stares out in front of her, eyes downcast. Oddly breathless herself, ]

... He -

I heard... that if we'd stayed together - my hands and feet were tied up, but I could still crawl, so I was told - that I would have tried to wake you up if we stayed together, so he moved you somewhere else. I -

Before that he told me he'd kill you, so I was just glad you were safe, but I...

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. . .

It doesn't matter what happened. All I remember are dreams.

. . . What...

[ and softer still, raw as if on the verge of tears ]

... What did you dream about?

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