#irumami tbt

[trialcmplx]

"I.... To be honest, Miu I didn't really know what to get you. You're the Ultimate Inventor and could probably make yourself just about anything so..." A small, endearing small formed on Rantaro's face as they leaned in to grab her hands and press a soft kiss on her cheek. "So. I give you me. Anywhere you wanna go, I'll take you to. Name the place and we can have ourselves a nice ole' vacation. Is that.... Would you like that?" They chuckled. "This isn't a birthday exclusive offer. I just wanted to make your special day that much more so."

Miu's Birthday // accepting all November // @triggercmplx

She's not good at this mushy shit. It feels totally out of her depth, especially the way her brain wants to tell her she doesn't deserve it. She tries not to listen but it's hard when Rantaro's kindness is at war with her own deep rooted self loathing. It's too hard, with their warm hands holding hers, their soft mouth pressing to her cheek, their gentle eyes looking into hers with all the fondness the inventor thinks herself undeserving of.

The instinct is to duck her head, to avoid their gaze since they see through her defenses to the truly weak, pathetic creature underneath. But she holds their gaze, teeth digging nervously into her bottom lip even as her chest aches with want at the pretty picture Rantaro paints.

"I...I'm not fuckin'...good with words like you are, 'Taro," the inventor whines, even as she squeezes their hands. "So don't...don't fuckin' make fun of me or shit, but I...I really just wanna go wherever so long as...y'know...I'm with you." Her voice drops to near a whisper towards the end of her sentence, a dark flush of embarrassment painted across her cheeks. "Uh, but if ya need ideas or something...um, maybe...maybe could you take me to, to one of your favorite places? I'd...I'd fucking love to see that."