#{ Wifey has to spoil the husband with nice clothes and decorations after all. }

[yuichiroswife]

" ... hey, " the little killer coo'es with the clear, unequivocal lucidy of a madman who has long escaped the reality of having to abide by laws set by vampires. " i have something... for you... " he extends his gentle hand between the metal bars, a lone black-nailed finger gesturing for mika to abandon his post & come closer.

✠ — Oh, how he knows that he shouldn't allow himself to be distracted from his duties... How he should keep his attention fixated upon guarding the door that lead to the dungeon within the vampire city of Sanguinem, the very door that kept hostages behind bars in order to be used as leverage or even simply as bait to lure their fellow humans out to the slaughter. He knew that he should stay at his post like he had been ordered to by the vampire queen of Japan, but the way the older male addresses the blonde is more than enough to catch his attention. Sapphire irises glancing over his shoulder, peering through sunshine strands that almost always obscure his line of sight from others — hands rested firmly upon his hips as he remains ever so silent, and while he doesn't move from his spot immediately... it's clear that such a thing won't last for very long, not with the way his body slowly turns to face the other — hands that were once upon his hips were now dropped at his sides, taking a quick moment to look around for anyone that may possibly be watching.

✠ — That notion alone seems as if it's more than enough to deter the smaller from doing as the other asks of him, but hearing Envy once again beckon him closer with that one simple gesture and those oh so special words, well... how could he possibly deny him any longer? Even if he knows that he really shouldn't, especially since he was more than aware that Envy has always been a tricky one, but alas, he cannot help but cater to him. It's in his very nature to do so, not because he needs to, but because he HAS to. Yes, that's right, he has to cater to every single desire that the little killer of Mississippi possesses... be it large or small — because world be damned if he allowed another to think that they can take what is rightfully his by doing what was asked of the raven — he'd much rather slice his neck open and choke on his own blood than allow anyone else near Envy. Hence why he begins to slowly make his way towards the his companion, left hand coming to rest upon one of the various metal bars while his right hand gently takes hold of the hand that Envy bestowed forward previously.

✠ — "..." At first he doesn't speak, instead he allows himself to peer deeply into the other's eyes (perhaps an attempt at reading any possible hint deception on his end) — they were something akin to a black hole, completely devoid of light, a feature that Mikaela had known Envy for from the very moment they had met — only to allow a small sigh to escape from slightly parted plush lips, finally choosing to come out and ask the other what it was that he wanted. "What is it that you wish to show me? Or perhaps is it something you wish to give me? Does it have anything to do with the reason why you're down here?" Aside from the fact that Envy wasn't one to play nice with the other vampires within the colony, perhaps this would be the safest place for him to dwell? So long as he didn't taunt the other guards anyway.