Anon Meme Part 2
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“Sure.” His feet found the path, and he looked down at Tomoe’s head. “How was work?”
She made a dismissive sound. “Boring. I work in an office, Kotetsu, the most exciting parts of my day are paper cuts and misplaced staplers. Tell me about your day.”
“Hey, I think your work is interesting!” Tomoe just stared at him until he relented. “Eh, pretty quiet today. Blaze and Witchdoctor still aren’t talking to each other. Poseidon Line is making noise about hiring some kid who can fly. Oh, and Ricochet is retiring next month.”
“What? Really? I hadn’t heard about that.”
“They’re going to make the official announcement sometime next week.” Kotetsu shrugged. He liked Ricochet, but it was impossible to deny that the old man was past his prime. “He’s older than Mr. Legend was when he retired.”
“I suppose so,” Tomoe said. They walked for a minute or two, the silence between them simple and easy. “Kotetsu?”
“Hm?”
“When are you going to ask me to marry you?”
Kotetsu stopped short, choking on nothing. “I- you- what. What?” How did she know? How did she know? If Antonio had ratted him out, Kotetsu was going to wring his neck and oh god, Tomoe was looking at him with her big, beautiful eyes and the ring in his pocket felt like it weighed a million pounds. He made a sound not unlike a dying camel.
She pulled away a bit, planting her hands on her hips. “I found the ring months ago, you know.”
Kotetsu wished the ground would open up and swallow him whole. He managed a strangled, “Oh.”
Tomoe rolled her eyes and huffed in that exasperated, fond way she often did. She reached into Kotetsu’s pocket before he could react and snatched up the ring box with its bare spot. Kotetsu could only watch in dumb amazement as she flipped it open, took the ring out, and slid it onto her left ring finger. Thrusting her hand in his face, Tomoe waggled her finger for effect and said, “Yes.”
Kotetsu’s brain felt like it had crashed and was trying to reboot with dubious success. “Yes?” he repeated dumbly.
Tomoe laughed, slipping the empty box back into Kotetsu’s pocket. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”
She said yes. Holy shit, she said yes. Not that Kotetsu had actually asked but that was totally not the point because she said yes and he was getting married. A hundred thoughts all collided at once, and he wanted to tell her how happy he was, how scared, how lucky. He wanted to ask if this was real, if she was crazy, if she had him confused with someone else. All he managed was a stuttered, “That- that’s good.”
And then he kissed her, because he wasn’t great with words most of the time but he wasn’t too bad at this. Tomoe let him, laughing against his lips, and Kotetsu was pretty sure this might just be the happiest day of his life.
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Glad you like it! :D
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yes that was my legit reaction <3
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Glad you like it! <3
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Writing feel-good fic is like junk food for my brain.
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