051 – Diamond

Taichi proposes to Sora one sunny day in late July.

It's an elaborate affair, flowers and suits and flowing dresses. Gelled hair, polished shoes and one big fat diamond ring.

She says yes, and in a matter of hours everyone knows.

Daisuke answers the phone, greeted by Taichi's quivering voice. Excitement. Anxiousness. Blatant shock that the girl that this boy has been crushing on for the last several years has said yes. Yes to spending the rest of her life with him.

And Daisuke's happy for Tai, he really is. Just maybe a tiny, teensy little part of him remembers some crush from a thousand years ago. A fluttering heart as hands much bigger than his own handed him a pair of goggles, each lense more sentimental than the last. Maybe a little part of him remembers that hero-worship, the constant butterflies, the swelling of his brain in his head.

Tai was amazing really. Just so utterly, utterly infatuated with that girl.

So utterly, utterly out of reach.

"Who was that?" Takeru calls, limbs swung over the edges of the sofa as he reads the latest copy of some social justice magazine.

"No-one." Daisuke says, and they'll probably fight about it later, but he really doesn't want to make mention of this latest engagement.


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