(Carefully setting the paper and ribbons aside, he turns his attention to the box. It's small which isn't a problem but its size makes him curious. Gently, he opens the box and immediately recognizes what it is when he sees a flash of metal.
Precious metal, artfully crafted, delicate compared to himself... he spreads his fingers across it, tracing the band down to the first charm. He recognizes the shape of the curve of the blade and on the other, he can see the small marks that bring familiar embellishments to mind. More jewelry. Another precious gift. His heart skips a beat and his voice catches in his throat. He's thoughtfully quiet and it's Aki's voice that snaps him back to the present.
Looking up, turning to face Aki, eyes wide and bright, he reaches to take Aki's hand in his own and gives it a squeeze,)
We already have memories. (There's no "I thought we could..." about it. They've already done it and ) And I want to make more with you.
(Fingers spreading, fitting between Aki's,)
I like our story. All of it.
("I don't have a lot of time left." Don't say that, he thinks. It makes him sad. He doesn't want to think about that. It cuts through the moment like a knife, it twists, it makes his chest ache uncomfortably, and like Aki, he wants to remember the happy moments. )
I told you, I would take all of your days and give you all of mine in turn.
(Even without Aki's circumstances, human life is short compared to his. He doesn't want to think about the time they have left. He wants to think about the time they can spend together.)
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Precious metal, artfully crafted, delicate compared to himself... he spreads his fingers across it, tracing the band down to the first charm. He recognizes the shape of the curve of the blade and on the other, he can see the small marks that bring familiar embellishments to mind. More jewelry. Another precious gift. His heart skips a beat and his voice catches in his throat. He's thoughtfully quiet and it's Aki's voice that snaps him back to the present.
Looking up, turning to face Aki, eyes wide and bright, he reaches to take Aki's hand in his own and gives it a squeeze,)
We already have memories. (There's no "I thought we could..." about it. They've already done it and ) And I want to make more with you.
(Fingers spreading, fitting between Aki's,)
I like our story. All of it.
("I don't have a lot of time left." Don't say that, he thinks. It makes him sad. He doesn't want to think about that. It cuts through the moment like a knife, it twists, it makes his chest ache uncomfortably, and like Aki, he wants to remember the happy moments. )
I told you, I would take all of your days and give you all of mine in turn.
(Even without Aki's circumstances, human life is short compared to his. He doesn't want to think about the time they have left. He wants to think about the time they can spend together.)