[Thankfully, Majima didn't have to camp out until the end of time, waiting for his beefman. Tim took the bouquet and brought it up to his face, breathing in the warm, heady fragrance of the wildflowers, all the better for being fresh-picked.]
I love them. [He grinned at Majima over the blooms.] After all the ones you sent me this morning, though, I'm kinda starting to run out of vases.
[It wasn't a bad problem to have, exactly. Now he had a house full of flowers that reminded him of how sweet his boyfriend was every time he looked at them.]
[Tim followed Majima, hand-in-hand. He'd picked a great spot, right underneath all of those beautiful spring blossoms, newly opened. Like clouds made from pale pink petals, hanging in the tree branches. And they were far enough away from the city that, even if there were other people out for the cherry blossoms, they were unlikely to run into them. Really alone out here.]
How could I forget? I, uh, I might've screamed into my pillow for like five minutes after you asked me to come.
[Because he was, and still is, a freaking nerd. It had been the most romantic thing that anyone had said to him up until that point-- only usurped by all of the other romantic stuff that Majima did later. He kept one-upping his own romantic gestures.]
You're the best thing that ever happened to me. [A Japanese crime man, the love of his weird, spaceman life. Maybe Tim should thank the Fog God, because if they hadn't been pulled into this monster peninsula, he would've never met Majima.] Were you even worried that I'd say no? Because I mean. Wow, I'd've had to be nuts to turn you down.
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I love them. [He grinned at Majima over the blooms.] After all the ones you sent me this morning, though, I'm kinda starting to run out of vases.
[It wasn't a bad problem to have, exactly. Now he had a house full of flowers that reminded him of how sweet his boyfriend was every time he looked at them.]
[Tim followed Majima, hand-in-hand. He'd picked a great spot, right underneath all of those beautiful spring blossoms, newly opened. Like clouds made from pale pink petals, hanging in the tree branches. And they were far enough away from the city that, even if there were other people out for the cherry blossoms, they were unlikely to run into them. Really alone out here.]
How could I forget? I, uh, I might've screamed into my pillow for like five minutes after you asked me to come.
[Because he was, and still is, a freaking nerd. It had been the most romantic thing that anyone had said to him up until that point-- only usurped by all of the other romantic stuff that Majima did later. He kept one-upping his own romantic gestures.]
You're the best thing that ever happened to me. [A Japanese crime man, the love of his weird, spaceman life. Maybe Tim should thank the Fog God, because if they hadn't been pulled into this monster peninsula, he would've never met Majima.] Were you even worried that I'd say no? Because I mean. Wow, I'd've had to be nuts to turn you down.