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[ Drunk emet is cute, he likes this ]

Or a moon covered in grape fields. That's a way to combine the two.

That's brilliant!

[Stretching around him to find a paper to write this idea on. Will he remember what 'moon grapes' are? Debatable.]

It should probably have flowers. Everything is better with them.

[ he just laughs at the enthusiasm, honestly charmed ]

Are you thinking of one flower in particular or just any? There has to be something that has significance for him.

He remembers naught but his duty so a flower with significance would not be as useful. Perhaps one that embodies that would suit him better.

The vinca minor, then. That would work for him.

[He tries to type it on his phone three times and fails and just hands the phone to him.]

Show me.

[He just wants Five to bring up a picture. He has no doubt Five picked the correct flower.]

If only I had your creation magic.

[ he leans in to kiss his cheek, and then takes his phone, bringing up this picture for him ]

The color suits you too. What do you think?

[He is extra affectionate and nuzzles up next to him after the cheek kiss so he's resting his head on his shoulder.]

The color suits him and myself I suppose. It'll match the grapes as well.

After all he has given, I simply wish for him to be happy. To feel loved and cherished.

[ cute. He's going to bring his hand to his head to stroke his hair gently ]

Between you and Lahabrea, I have no doubt that you will do everything in your power to make sure he will feel that much. You've been worrying about him for so long after all.

He reminds me a little of you actually. He's is truly more timid and cautious but giving his all for duty, for his cause.

[He wraps an arm around his waist.]

For all that he is given, for all that you have given, a peaceful life is the least you deserve.

You know it's the same for you. And well. For myself, I do have the promise of a peaceful life by your side. A life in which we're going to be two adorable old men with awful old men hobbies.

As if my hobbies would ever be awful. Are you sure you aren't thinking more of Lahabrea and Vergil. Though I do look forward to the day where we can fill our abode with all manner of flowers, grown from your own hand.

Flowers you will have to help me grow, just in case you think I'll let you slack off.

But you must be tired after this emotional rollercoaster, so how about I sing you to sleep and we take care of any other worry your mind might be conjuring when you're sober?

I will absolutely try.

[He faces does light up at the offer.]

Might I ask for one more favor along with such a gift? That common law of yours that makes touches feel aetheric.

[ he activates it before he even answers to him, and of course, immediately after he makes sure to keep up with the physical contact - one arm pulling him closer while his hand goes to his back to stroke him gently ]

Of course.

[He melts into him boneless and content. If he could wrap around him further, he absolutely would.]

Thank you, my love.

You're welcome.

[ he'll kiss his cheek again, and then since Emet is going to take a nap, he decides he should too - so he gets comfortable, keeping the contact up but closing his eyes ]

I love you.

And I you. With all of my heart and soul. How heavy this would all be without you.

[He all but purrs letting the warmth, the embrace convey what words cannot. And he is absolutely going to partake in his favorite pastime with arguably his favorite person.]

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