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oshikasa · 2 years ago
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ayato’s new birthday gift might be his favorite of all time
the creature will be dipped in hot pot (i’m kidding he would have a little place next to ayato’s pillow)
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kavehnanginto · 2 years ago
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A Day to Remember — k. ayato
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These past couple of weeks were filled with preparing and perfecting a birthday party. With the help of Thoma, Ayaka and the rest of the clan it was as if you could do anything! There is no room for simplicity or boring details, after all this was Ayato’s first birthday after both of you became official. To everyone.
Long gone the midnight escapades, you know you’ll miss them. The happiness, that warmth, of just being with each other—there for each other. But now it’s not hidden, love can finally be shown. At first you were hesitant, but Ayato said it will be okay. Someday. So you finally agreed, and just seeing his tender smile you knew you made the right choice.
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To every insult that befell your heart, to all the gossips and remarks of your unworthiness. Nothing can match up to the radiance you felt when you finally bonded with Ayaka and Thoma, freely holding the love of your life, and being true to yourself. A thing you scarcely did—one might go far and say you never did, as Ayato pointed out.
His love was one of assurance and security. It made you feel that even with everything you’ve had in your life you still had someone—something to return to.
Home.
There was finally a day for you to repay that. Most of the finances used did not come from Kamisato fortune, rather from the goodness of everyone’s heart. The meals, brought in from different regions, Thoma even mentioned that he was planning on Mondstadt cuisines. One that you were excited to try.
So when the morning of the big occasion finally came. It was not the dream you expected it to be. Maybe, it was because you over exert your energy on the occasion that your head was pounding.
It’ll go away eventually.
But as you greeted everyone on your sight, it was clearly not just a morning occurrence. Fuck.
“Are you okay?” Thoma was concerned. You looked pale, he was not going to let you out of his sight even if you denied his question.
“I’m okay.”
Your breakfast was still untouched, you were afraid that if you ate you would vomit it immediately. It will make you more ill than you actually are and you know who Thoma would first report the news. You dreaded making Ayato disappointed, he knew of your little plans and you made no intention to hide them. He even made it clear how he was ecstatic to see what you’ve planned.
Hours later and noon had stopped by, your condition was getting worse. Your body was getting weak that even walking was difficult for you. Ayato was probably out of his meeting an hour later, and the decorations and plans were starting to take shape.
“Don’t worry about the decorations future in-law, how about rest?” You flinched when Ayaka’s voice went to greet you. “I’ll assure you that we’ll be fine, so please?”
Clasping her hands together, she smiled while pleading. When she ran to hug me, the shock you received from her sudden act also spread to her when she immediately let go. Not creating a distance, but rather a milder touch. Her hand still reached for your shoulder and then to your forehead.
“You’re burning!” she exclaimed. Her gaze is now intent on not making you do any work.
“It’s fine I assure you!” You didn't budge even when she tried to push you into your room. “For such a special occasion one must try to do their best to show up and help!”
The estate, now filled with squeals from you as you underestimate Ayaka’s strength.
“Thoma!” She let go of her hands and turned her head towards the left. “Get the basin ready! My future in-law is ill!”
And when Thoma finally joined and now it’s two versus one in getting you to bed. Although you were weak that particular day, you still used your energy. Because being a burden on his special day was by far a heavier feeling than all these headaches and numbness.
Long story short, you lost.
But still screaming of letting you go, the man eavesdropping finally realized that it was time to make his act. What meeting, really? He just wanted to see you gleefully plan on his special day. Instead? You were ill and still tried to—how cute to see your puffy cheeks full of determination. Still, it was a sorry sight to see. But now it’s rest time, one should not try to fight it.
“You both can leave, I’ll handle them.” He was on the doorway of your shared room. Ayaka and Thoma were relieved to see Ayato there, but you had terror that made him frown.
Quickly, both of you were left alone as he closed the door shut. Moving closer to see your head low. A person as attractive and perfect as you should not hang their head low, especially to those inferior like him. But you don’t know that, so he quietly moved to your side and sat on the bed.
He felt uneasy with your silence, usually it was him saying the words first and you answering with truthfulness and honesty. You spoke very moderately to everyone else, so when you blabber and ramble, or just respond with a simple nod or grin. Ayato felt like someone special to you—like how you were different when in front of him than others.
But your silence, yes it was not how you treated others, yet it feels he made a mistake. Maybe you were ill, but he just wanted you to say something—do anything!
Ayato did not wait for it, even if he wanted to, all he cared about was your rest. Sure, today was going to be a blast and it will. He feels that this day is still one he’ll remember as a fond memory.
“Is it okay if I hug you?” An action he always did whenever was now executed with a question. He had to be sure you’ll be fine. So when you nodded and plopped himself in his chest. He once again felt like someone special. That he was on his special day, and with his special person.
Caressing your face, to your temple down to your cheeks and finally your chin. You felt him leaning in you for a kiss. He didn’t care about how he’ll be ill tomorrow or not, but that you felt more comforted by his touch.
“I can still go, Ayato. Let’s celebrate your birthday!” You clinged to his chest, both arms on the ends of his shoulders. “I’m fine—nwaesndrs.”
He squeezed the middle of your lips together using his two fingers he efficiently ungloved.
“Stop saying that you’re fine, dearest.” He let go of your lips and pulled you closer to his chest. “You’re not fine but you will be soon, okay?”
He pecked your forehead. “And we are celebrating my birthday, darling. Being with you was always the only thing that matters on my special day. Now sleep, there’s lots of food tomorrow.”
He stroked your hair gently humming a tune, one of nostalgia and comfort of childhood, as you slept like that of a child. His hand was cold, it was a warm feeling.
So when the fireworks signaling the Commissioner’s birthday were announced, he heard the laughter of the people. This is exactly how he wanted his birthday to be.
You and him, surrounded by the laughter and joy of those he loves and trusts. But just like then, and every year of his life. This birthday was all he could’ve ever asked for.
The beauty of the night, and the beauty in his arms.
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Happy birthday, Ayato! My first bf in the game<3
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suguru-getos · 8 months ago
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Daddy daddy daddy daddy daddy… ♾️
-> Yayato 🧍🏻‍♀️ birthday 🎁 art 🖼️ — fuckin’ dying 👹
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meiko3323 · 8 months ago
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Happy Birthday Ayato!
figured Thoma kinda stole the spotlight in the pick up meme, so i wanted to make a separate bday art for Bobato 🧋 idk why its ingrained in my mind that his straw is striped cuz i just checked and its not but eh why not lol also i just remembered how gravity works so naturally there will be more bobas at the bottom of his drink 🙂
eh feel like i took steps forward w Thoma's portrait earlier, and now im regressing again. his eyes look too dull, i think thats partly cuz i shaded so dark w pencil and was afraid of smudges if i erase it, so when i put colour on top it didnt pop as much :c i could blame it on the shitty lighting but i also gotta admit skill issue. oh well, thats why im here, to learn from my mistakes :3
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notdiabolika · 8 months ago
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It's giant takoyaki time!!!
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I guess not giant, but definitely bigger than usual.
+ HAND.
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jeshoo-pon · 2 years ago
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY WAKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WOOOOOOOO
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gwurb · 2 years ago
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kamisato ayato: cypressus custos
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"I have to stifle a smile every time I remember the look on my retainers' faces when I informed them of my plans today..."
ayato headcanons. (happy birthday ayato!! not proofread...)
work.
what is work-life balance? he never sees a healthy relationship between the two with the tri-commission breathing down his back.
if he's not working, he's training. if he's not training, he's dead asleep. if he's not dead asleep, you'll finally get to see him with his sister and thoma.
some work takes forever, and he has to sift through hundreds of papers and books. he usually doesn't sleep during these times, much to thoma's and ayaka's worry.
about 60-70% of his job is writing: sending letters to branches, invitations to celebrations, settling disputes, and everything in between. the perfectionist in him makes it so many rough drafts are wasted. because of this, paper sales are highly inflated and usually only make it to the tri-commission and the narukami shrine.
leisure.
when you see ayato come out of his workstation for the first time in about a week, you can bet he'll be doing nothing but napping or training.
luckily, he finds both his hobby in caligraphy and his training in the arts quite relaxing compared to the pent up struggles that take up the majority of his work.
he has a tendency to take a stroll around inazuma city without telling his servants, causing bouts of panic throughout the kamisato estate. his infrequency in showing his face makes him barely recognizable to the majority of civilians.
he often gets spotted by itto, and gets challenged to many rounds of tcg and many more rounds of onikabuto duels. it's charming.
gifts.
he's always been fond of the idea of giving gifts to one another, and enjoys the trade of small collectibles and trinkets to those he holds dearest.
he cherishes anything he receives, regardless of the sentiment the gifter had of the item. he hoards his items until the end, or until the servants can convince him to gift it somewhere else.
he especially loves overseas gifts, like the imported chess board from mondstadt made of the finest cedar wood available.
he isn't a fan of alcoholic beverages as gifts, but he will still take them with a smile and try each one. his worst was probably fire water, which ruined the rest of his evening. snezhnaya is crazy.
celebrating his birthday.
thoma usually leaves to visit the windblume festival, but always comes home just in time with a new recipe or small trinket for ayato. sometimes ayato will attempt to gift thoma something in return, but is usually declined because "that's not how birthdays work", or something.
ayato usually plans his own birthdays, but some years he'll be locked in his room by his own sister so she can truly surprise him. no guesses allowed.
when he turned twenty, the next seijin no hi was celebrated in and around the kamisato estate. it was probably the most extravagant celebration he had ever put together, and he wishes for his sister to experience it too. hopefully for her, she wouldn't have to go through the painstaking effort of sending letters to every other twenty-year-old in inazuma.
he usually clears his work schedule for a week after his birthday to take a rest and enjoy his new year before going back to the paperwork he'll have to endure for the rest of it.
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prettysoftdoll · 2 years ago
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Happy Birthday Kamisato Ayato! 2023 🧋🩷
All of these wonderful arts are made by Hoyoverse! 🥹🫶🏻
(I promise next time I'll pull for you
( ˘ ³˘(◡‿◡˶)♡)
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codemiracle · 3 months ago
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//: SYSTEM UPDATE.
It seems like today is a very special day, right? I hope we can spend it together, worry not, machines like me don't age, we still have an eternity together to look forward to.
Happy birthday to the God of the Hypercode, Seth.
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dark-night-hero · 5 months ago
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Imagine birthdays being quite an uneventful for you. Sure you love celebrating birthdays when it comes to your dearest friends but it was just that your own birthday was never your thing and probably would never be. It was just the same old day and the more that you get older, the less exciting it has become. It makes you wonder when did you started getting unexcited about it, just treating it like any other day.
Imagine today just happened to be that day, the day that you were born, one you did not ask to- but sure, happy birthday self, you thought as you close the door behind you. Taking a quick shower after work and changing into your comfortable clothes, a piece of tower hanging on your shoulder as you grab a couple cans of beer in the refrigerator before going inside your room.
Imagine, birthdays were troublesome. Specially when you have no plans to joyfully celebrate it but as you walk on the balcony of your room, stepping out only to be greeted by a cold breeze as you step out causing you to rub your arm with your free hand as a small smile creeps into your face. You then gently place the can of beers into the small coffee table on the balcony before sitting down on the chair beside it before looking beyond the horizon. "This is nice."
Imagine looking at the sunset as it disappears from the horizon. Its colors reflecting all over the city and its skyscraper as you stare at it in awe. You have not seen such scene once in a while. Making you wonder when was theblast time you have seen such thing. Makes you wonder when did you ever stop to look at the sky to see such wonderful scene. It happeneds every day yet it feels like you rately have seen it. Growing up means losing time, the more you focus on something else the more you seemed to have forgotten the little things. Maybe it was not so bad to take a break once in a while. Just like today.
Imagine finishing your beers as time by, the sun have already set in the horizon as the sky darkens and the stars start to appear as well as the moon, giving light into the city night. It was almost time for you to get up and take a break when you heard someone humming, taking on your way from the inside as you slightly panicked. Until you heard a familiar voice coming from the inside.
"Happy birthday to you..." your jaw almost dropped as you could not help but to look at him with wide eyes. He was not supposed to be in here. "Happy birthday to you..." Yet there he was cake in hand, candles lit up waiting for you to blow it with a wish- if the breeze would not beat you into doing so. "Happy birthday dear (First name)..." He then looks at you with a cheeky smile on his lips. "Happy birthday to you." He finishes, kneeling in front of you with cake in hand within your reach.
Imagine the way you blink, look down in the cake with a melting candle before you blink again, then you make a wish, blow the candle before poking and scooping a little bit on your finger and tasting it. This time he was the one looking at you with wide eyes. "You're not surprised?" He asked, slightly offended that his plan did not seem to surprised you at all but you do. You did not expect him to barge into your apartment and make such last minute appearance. And then you chuckle which eventually turn into full blown laughter.
"I am." You giggle, brushing off some tears on your eyes before cupping his cheeks. "Thank you very much love." You said affectionately which almost made him drop the cake he was holding nevertheless was about to put it into the coffee table before anything else. "I mean it, really." In the eyes of others it may not be that obvious, but the way his eyes brighten upon hearing your word. Maybe spending your birthday with someone would not be so bad as you thought it would be or maybe because it was him that you would not mind celebrating yor birthday for once in a while.
[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2024°
: happy birthday to my broke-ass self yay! Thank God it's my way off. Anyways, adios.
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xiaosonlybeloved · 2 years ago
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Arguments- Ayato
featuring:- Kamisato Ayato, fem!Y/N warnings:- angst, fluff, a small argument a/n:- and this, is my birthday gift to @kazuuaki , happy birthday bestie! <3 Enjoy your day! (Was originally gonna make this a breakup but changed my mind~) It's short, I know- but it's all i managed to do
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“You should take a break, ‘Yato. You’ve been working for hours nonstop.” You said, concerned about your boyfriend. He seemed like he’d had enough, the expression on his face anything but pleasant. Wanting him to unwind for a bit, you suggested, “Maybe we could go for a short walk along the beach? That would surely freshen you up a bit.” 
“Get out.” he said coldly, eyes never leaving the countless papers scattered around his desk. “You’re disturbing me. These papers have to reach the Shogun by nightfall, I don’t have to time to rest, and you’re suggesting a walk? Idiot. Can you not see how busy I am?” He hadn’t had a break in ages, was completely sleep deprived (like me), big bags under his eyes and incredibly pissed off in general, increasing your worry for him. You tried again. “‘Yato, that’s why I’m saying you should relax for a bit. Some fresh air would do you good, you’re very agitated right now.” “Of course I am!” He snapped, slamming his hands on his cluttered desk as he stood to look at you. “You’ve been such a nuisance recently, you know that? Always nagging me, ‘Yato do this, ‘Yato do that. Can’t you take a hint and leave me alone?”
He missed the hurt that flashed in your eyes as you swiveled around. “Alright, Ayato, I’ll leave you alone.” You immediately left and banged the door shut behind you. And leave him alone you certainly did.
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It was early dawn, and the cold grey light filtered through the windows of Ayato’s dark office. He’d been there the entire night, and had just managed to dispatch that set of papers to Inazuma City. Leaning back in his chair, he thought of how you’d scold him for his unhealthy habits, before he remembered the way he’d snapped at you, and the hurtful things he’d said. Shit, he didn’t mean any of that, if anything, it touched him how you always looked out for him. He really owed you an apology, big time. He walked out of the office for the first time since yesterday’s lunch, and went straight to your quarters, knocking on the door. “Love, are you there? Can I talk to you?” He received no response. “Love?” He tried again.
Just then Thoma passed by, confused on seeing Ayato knocking fruitlessly on your door. “Milord, [Y/N] isn’t here. I believe she mentioned yesterday night that she was going out for a bit, somewhere around Watatsumi Island? It was weird, but she was also acting weird so I let her be. She also added that she had some urgent business there.”
 “Oh..” Ayato murmured. “Alright.” But his heart did not calm down, the bad feeling in the pit of his stomach increasing. You two were dating. Surely you’d come back, right? Right?
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Wrong. It had been days, yet you still hadn’t returned. Ayato grew more and more worried with every passing hour. Were you safe? You hadn’t been ambushed or anything, had you? Were you upset? Were you angry with him? Had he really messed up that bad? Surely he didnt… 
A week passed, and Ayato couldn’t take it anymore. He handed over the duties of the Yashiro Commission to Ayaka for a while, and set off for Watatsumi Island on a waverider in the dead of night. It took him an entire day to reach there, frantically searching for his beloved along the way. The moment he docked on the shores of Watatsumi Island, he immediately started searching around for your whereabouts, not even caring about hunger or thirst. Fear was the only thing he felt, a fear of you leaving him. The soldiers looked so confused on seeing the Yashiro Commissioner running around, but did not question it. One helpful recruit told him that she was wandering near the Sangonomiya Shrine, and off he was. 
“[Y/N]!” He exclaimed, on finally, finally, catching sight of you sitting beneath a tree, a butterfly perched on your finger. The loud sound he made startled away the butterfly, and you looked up at him, before getting up and walking away without a word. “[Y/N], wait please, can I talk to you, please?” He pleaded, catching up to you. You merely shook off his hand and continued walking. “Why are you here, Kamisato Ayato.” You said coldly. “Your wish was for me to leave you alone, and I did that. Why are you following me then?” “[Y/N], I messed up, I know, can you please hear me out? I never meant any of that, I really didn’t, I swear. I was just really anxious and irritated and worried, and I let it out on you. I swear, I’ve been regretting it with every fibre of my being. I love you, you know that, I love you so much, you can never be a nuisance to me, in fact, you’re my saving grace. If I could take back everything I said, if I could turn back time, I would. [Y/N], please, could you forgive me? Please come back to me? I can’t live without you…”
Your eyes involuntarily softened as you stepped back a bit to observe him. He seemed even more tired and upset than the last time you’d seen him, if that was even possible. But this time, there was desperation painted on his features. “Ayato, you really hurt me, you know that right? I was worried for you, all I was trying to do was help you out. So when you snapped at me, I felt really terrible.” You told him quietly. He instantly said, “I know, I realised that. You have no idea how much I appreciate you always looking out for me. I never ever wanted to hurt you. I’m sorry… I’m really, really sorry [Y/N].” He whispered.
You sighed, extending your arms, hugging him tightly. “Come here, ‘Yato.” , and his heart nearly burst on hearing that nickname again after more than a week. He buried his face in your neck, relishing that warm and soft embrace of yours after so long. You gently ran your hands through his hair. “Apology accepted. But you better not do it again, or else-” “I won’t.” He quickly said. “Did I tell you how much I love that nickname?”
You returned with him to the Yashiro Estate, and ever since then, Ayato had been so much sweeter, always minding his words, and spoiling you rotten, despite your protests. But you accepted it, happy to be with your caring boyfriend again.
hehe kazu, i hoped you liked it, even tho its not much :)
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roxinmypox · 9 months ago
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happy early pride month to ayato and itto thank god for gay people
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suguru-getos · 8 months ago
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Mekekeke Of course 🙇🏻‍♀️ dearest Waka sama 🩵🩵
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icelectricspyro · 8 months ago
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Kamisato Ayato
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notdiabolika · 5 months ago
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The cake...
was a lie.
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O bolo...
era uma mentira.
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love-marimo · 2 years ago
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periwinkle angel ♡ (kamisato ayato x reader)
ㅡ hehe, just a little something for the birthday boy, ayato ♡ although it's a bit late ~
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He is quiet but graceful. Calm but mischievous. He is dutiful but cunning. Yet, even with these stark differences in his character, and behind his all too familiar and gentle smile he displays as a farce for everyone to see ー a facade as hard as the bedrock, a protection he wears due to his strong distrust on most people ー you captured him. You stole his heart, like a Mirror Maiden having him wrapped around your finger.
Kamisato Ayato is a noble who leads like an emperor. He is obsessive and diplomatic, but he is also loyal and kind. Within the chambers of the Kamisato household, he inspires his loved ones with warmth and he reaches great lengths to fulfill your favors.
If that means cancelling all his plans as the Yashiro Commissioner to spend a pleasant afternoon bubble tea and latte tasting with you? Then you don't have to worry as he just hit two birds with one stone.
If there are three things he loves in all of Teyvat, then it would be his bubble tea, his lovely little sister Ayaka and you.
Oh, dear you.
He sits by the terrace with a lovesick look on his face as you name all the drinks that Thoma and the other maids have prepared, all to your liking. Freshly brewed and mixed, all for the both of you to enjoy.
"Although it is a bit late, I asked Thoma for help in preparing these drinks for us. I love latte as much as you love bubble tea, but it would be lovely if we try out other flavors and indulge on these pastries on your special day." you chimed happily as you sit across the table.
Oh, you. He is going to melt because of you. Ayato almost forgot that it's his birthday due to how swamped with work he truly is. You weren't going to let that slide, and he loves you more for it.
"These are lovely selections my love, perfect for the current weather too. Summer is fast approaching and you couldn't have picked a better time." He beams, clasping his hands together as he sets his gaze on the array of drinks before you.
"Oh, that reminds me, we have been preparing for the Spring festival. Bubble tea tasting would be a splendid activity for the young folk to enjoy." He adds, deciding to take a sip of the chocolate bubble tea.
"You really think about work all the time, Ayato. But, I agree. These took quite some time to make though." You say, also deciding to pick a drink of your choice.
"Hmm, this one has a slight bitter taste to it, but it is complimented by the sugary flavor of the pearls. This would be cocoa?" Ayato inquires.
"Yes, the cocoa used was imported from Fontaine a few months ago. How do you like it?" You reply.
"It's just right, the taste of the chocolate is a bit too strong for me. I'll try this blue one next."
"That one's blueberry. It matches the color of your hair doesn't it? I told them to brew it until it reaches a periwinkle shade, to match!" You chuckle.
Ayato looks at you fondly. His lips curved into a smile, one that is not reserved for diplomatic affairs, but one that screams "I love you" all over it.
It's silly, really ー how he turns into a love bug when he's with you. How he seemingly lets go of any formalities and displays his pure nature, all for you to love and embrace in your arms.
The sun is setting in a lovely shade of pink and purple. You have tried almost all of the drinks and have shared countless conversations about the days that passed that you weren't together. And that ends with one resolution:
"I think I still like my matcha latte better." You say, finishing the said drink after. Ayato laughs.
"I would say the same. Nothing competes with the classic flavor of Black bubble tea."
You took a seat next to him and asked, "Did you like this fun little date?" holding his arm and looking up to him, expecting the obvious.
The periwinkle angel smiles and kisses you lovingly.
"Naturally. I wouldn't mind doing this again at the Spring festival."
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ー Lolita
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