( r6 ) honeymoon suite

[showhost]

WELCOME TO THE HONEYMOON SUITE!!! i cannot BELIEVE i had to toss this up real quick



You're led to a beautiful skyrise apartment, and the penthouse suite is, you guessed it: all for you!

The view's stunning, the beds are huge and comfy, you finally have your own private bathroom, and there's a cook on call who will make anything you want to eat. There are games, TV, and if you're bored or missing an activity, it's probably somewhere in the sprawling apartment.

Basically, you're living the life of luxury now, so enjoy it!

You can always head down the elevator, and a personal chauffeur will take you back to the house so you can mingle with everyone else and still enjoy the shenanigans. But you can always come back here to chill, bond and relax, all alone.

Congrats!

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[ohwoe]

[It's all right, he gets a more fitting reaction moments later: she lowers the sword and turns to look at him, that faint tinge of pink to her cheeks, and an expression that is actually... surprised, yes, but grateful.

This was not at all the kind of gift she expected, and it goes to truly prove that he understands her to a degree that's surprising.]

I have many blades, Ryuji, but none like this one. Of course I'll think of you.

[Ah, she has to mention why ravens are fitting—because what are the odds?—but suddenly she feels the need to clarify:]

But surely I wouldn't need to be reminded of you all that often, because you're not going anywhere, are you?

[boneface]

[ When she sets down the sword and faces him, he takes in the gratitude in her expression and feels his chest grow tight. He listens to her and when she asks him, when she clarifies, that he's not going anywhere he knows he needs to make it clear he isn't. Because he's not. He already knows this.

He reaches out a hand, skimming his fingers lightly down her forearm before taking her hand in his own and squeezing it gently. ]

'Course not. Even after this, you go back to the US and I go back to Japan, I still plan to talk to you all the time. I'm about to graduate and go to university, I'll study hard and go to one close to you, I think.

[ He has some dreams and Wednesday fits into all of them now. He really would do anything to stay by her side. ]

I just... really like you. [ He ducks his head with a smile, laughs lightly. ] Like, a lot.

[ohwoe]

[Ohh, she should hate how her heart falls straight into that tried and true cliche: it feels like it skips a beat in her chest, doing a little somersault upon hearing Ryuji's admission. But somehow, stumbling head-first into romantic triteness is the least of her concerns — it's not a concern at all.

Because... he's already thought about it that far ahead? Has thought about finding a university near her, when that time comes? She's never had anyone say such a thing to her, as far as romance goes, and maybe it's the newness and novelty that has her breath sticking in her throat, her cheeks flushing a little brighter, because of it.

Or maybe not. Maybe it's just because it's Ryuji.]

Oh. I... see.

[Help. Her brain, usually so good at finding its words, has utterly stalled out. She should say more. She should say, too, that she likes him, despite how improbable she thought the idea was upon participating in this show. That she's caught this stupid romance bug that she often thought herself immune to, by way of her personality, or by way of proving to herself that she's nothing like her parents.

She should. She really should. But instead, Wednesday just reaches up, laces her fingers behind his neck, stands on her toes a little, and goes in for a kiss.]

[boneface]

[ ... Oh. If you asked Ryuji a moment ago, how he expected Wednesday to respond — it wasn't this. But now, in the moment, as she laces her fingers behind his neck and pulls him in, he doesn't regret it in the slightest. Ryuji has always been emotionally honest to a fault (something his dad very much did not like about him) and he never could keep it in. If he liked someone, they had to know it because he was a poor liar and wore his heart on his sleeve.

So, as his feelings have developed for Wednesday, as his idle fantasies about what if and maybe burned through his mind, he couldn't keep it in anymore at all. Maybe that's why he bought the sword, as an excuse to say something so cheesy to her and reveal those thoughts he's been having. Or maybe he didn't plan this at all, and it just ended up this way because Ryuji is all instinct and heart.

A heart that very much belongs to Wednesday Addams.

When she kisses him, he'll step in closer and let his arms wrap around her waist, holding her against him as he kisses her back. Sweet and warm, he moves his mouth against hers in a soft kiss, full of his affection. His eyes close and his cheeks grow pink but he's kissing the girl of his dreams so he's not going to fuck this up.

He'll kiss her, as long as she wants to kiss, heart pounding in his chest and body alight with the joy of being able to hold and kiss Wednesday just like this. ]