#;; flowreml

[minorisato]

with this, your heart is now mine- you won't be able to love anyone but me

vocaloid / flowreml / wc: 553 / warnings: implied past s-ic attempt / notes: i project onto reml a lot to be honest, you will learn this quickly

Reml sighed, staring at her phone screen in complete adoration. "Gaku-kun is so handsome," she smiled, as the purple-haired idol moved on stage. "Flower, you met him, didn't you?"

Flower shrugged. "I lived across the street from him for a bit," she explained. "We didn't really talk, but he was pretty nice the few times we exchanged words." She thought for a moment. "Gumi always spoke pretty highly of him, I guess, but they're cousins or something, so I don't really know if that's accurate. He seemed to mostly keep to himself."

Again, Reml sighed, this time with a bit of a dreamy air. "That totally makes sense. In all his concerts, he really gives off that vibe of being, like, polite but distant."

Flower blinked, turning to the other. "You think Dancing Samurai gives off a polite but distant vibe?"

Reml blushed. "His songs don't necessarily reflect his personality!" She proclaimed, "In all his in-between-song banter, he's very... hm..." She paused, trying to think of a good word for it. "He's very kuudere-ish? Or maybe a dandere?"

"You are the only person who uses those terms anymore," Flower sighed, exasperated.

"Nonsense!" Reml smiled, "Tons of people use them online!"

"I'm sure." Flower looked over Reml's shoulder at her phone screen. "I can't believe he can handle concerts, honestly. They drove me crazy when I worked for Vocaloid."

"Did they?" Reml asked. She loved attending concerts, but had never been in one. (Rime had once commented that all of them were doomed to YouTube and NicoNico covers for the rest of time. She seemed pretty upset at the prospect, but overall, no one in the complex particularly minded the idea.)

"Oh, absolutely," Flower responded, resting her chin in her hand. "Me and Yukari and Ia talked about it a few times. Ia was pretty fine with them- y'know, she's not super anxious about most things- but me and Yukari always thought they were more trouble than they're worth. Both of us ended up in the hospital over them at least once."

Reml took a second to process her jealousy of Flower and Yukari being so close, and then let it go. It only made sense- both of them had worked for Vocaloid for a while before joining CeVIO. (Of course, Yukari had gotten off easy, in Reml's opinion. Yukari had cut ties quietly, but when Flower announced her resignation, she was dogpiled, constantly harassed online. Only Reml knew just how badly that effected her. That was something Yukari would never have.)

(Anyway.)

More prominent in her mind, Reml wondered if Gakupo had to go to the hospital after each concert. She wondered if he worried himself sick with anxiety every single time. She wondered if Gumi did, if Luka did, if Rin and Len did. Did Hatsune Miku herself get nervous?

"Do you ever miss it?" Reml found herself asking, though she figured she already knew the answer.

"Not at all," Flower replied, confirming her thoughts. "Resigning was awful, but overall, I'm happier now. The anxiety just wasn't worth it. Doing covers everyday isn't that bad." She paused. "Besides, if I was still there, I never would have met you."

Reml blushed, staring at Flower, forgetting the concert she was watching even existed.

How could she pay attention when Flower was right there?

[minorisato]

i roll a bunch in gacha, but never pull my fave

vocaloid / flowreml / wc: 174 / warnings: NA / notes: this is real to me

"Did you need to buy it," Flower sighed, prompting a nervous laugh from Reml.

"It's really hard to find Gakupo merchandise, okay," Reml pouted, entirely aware of her bad spending habits. She would see merch of her fave, black out, and wake up with less money in her bank account. She couldn't help that he was totally perfect and horribly deficient in merch! She had to own all of it, it's a condition.

"Hard to find Gakupo merchandise," Flower repeated back to her, gritting her teeth. "You know how much merch I got while working with Vocaloid? None!"

"If there was merch of you I would've bought it!"

"That's not the point!" Flower insisted, blushing lightly. (It sort of sounded like the point, but Reml wouldn't say that out loud.) "The point is that it doesn't matter how rare something is! You can't just blow your money on any piece of merch you see!"

Reml pouted. "But he's so perfect."

"That's both a matter of personal opinion," Flower grit out, "and besides the point!"