[God, Majima even looked handsome under the garish pink-and-orange lights, even as they cast weird shadows over his face. This probably wasn't even just something to chalk up to stupid genetics making him look good in any light, it was probably just Tim's own internal bias. He could be looking right up Majima's nose and still compliment his bone structure.]
[Dumbass head over dumbass heels, still. Tim's hands wandered over to Majima's hips; they were only a little bit off from some kind of slow-dance position as it was.]
No, I'd like to do it? I just don't want to ruin it by stepping on your feet or something. Which would be even worse because hooves? Just. Bad. And I only get one shot at it, y'know? Or at least, I hope there's only one shot.
[He'd prefer to have exactly one time getting married.]
Even if I had plans, I'd cancel them. [There weren't a whole lot of things he'd rather do than hang out with his boyfriend.] We could stop over at the tailor's and probably like buy out all her white fabric just to make a suit for me.
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[Dumbass head over dumbass heels, still. Tim's hands wandered over to Majima's hips; they were only a little bit off from some kind of slow-dance position as it was.]
No, I'd like to do it? I just don't want to ruin it by stepping on your feet or something. Which would be even worse because hooves? Just. Bad. And I only get one shot at it, y'know? Or at least, I hope there's only one shot.
[He'd prefer to have exactly one time getting married.]
Even if I had plans, I'd cancel them. [There weren't a whole lot of things he'd rather do than hang out with his boyfriend.] We could stop over at the tailor's and probably like buy out all her white fabric just to make a suit for me.