(There's just the slightest, weakest resistance as he tries to keep his face hidden. He's always cared about his appearance and his image and being a flustered, bright-red tomato isn't how he wants to be perceived at all. Aki laughs but Tsurumaru can only stare wide eyed back at him, surprised, confused, trying to keep up and process everything.
The matching rings. Symbolically becoming a set pair. The promises they've made. To spend the rest of their days together. He opens his mouth to say something back but all that comes out is silence and...
"I wouldn't mind it. Making it official, one day."
It's sudden but there's a short, sudden burst of wind. One might think the window was left open for a second but this gust is warm and instead of snow blowing in from the window... cherry blossom petals fall from thin air. Pale pink, practically white, falling like heavy snow around the two of them. Aki should be familiar with the little bursts of spiritual energy that Tsurumaru sometimes gives off when he's surprised or in a particularly good mood but this feels a more dramatic.)
I'm not a spousal sword.
(He says like that should make everything clear.)
I've never been in a wedding.
(He's never been a part of a dowry or an offering to symbolize any sort of union. That's a different domain. One he's never been involved in. He doesn't belong in a wedding. He can't be married. He's not that kind of sword.
As human as he looks, as human as he acts at times, he isn't human. Marriage as a human concept...
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The matching rings. Symbolically becoming a set pair. The promises they've made. To spend the rest of their days together. He opens his mouth to say something back but all that comes out is silence and...
"I wouldn't mind it. Making it official, one day."
It's sudden but there's a short, sudden burst of wind. One might think the window was left open for a second but this gust is warm and instead of snow blowing in from the window... cherry blossom petals fall from thin air. Pale pink, practically white, falling like heavy snow around the two of them. Aki should be familiar with the little bursts of spiritual energy that Tsurumaru sometimes gives off when he's surprised or in a particularly good mood but this feels a more dramatic.)
I'm not a spousal sword.
(He says like that should make everything clear.)
I've never been in a wedding.
(He's never been a part of a dowry or an offering to symbolize any sort of union. That's a different domain. One he's never been involved in. He doesn't belong in a wedding. He can't be married. He's not that kind of sword.
As human as he looks, as human as he acts at times, he isn't human. Marriage as a human concept...
... feels out of reach for him.)