Don't own nuffin. I got this fortune once, but I threw it out.
This is my first Gravi fic. My first in a non-SF fandom, in fact. I'm sorry if it's messed up.
Your lover will never wish to leave you.
Shuichi stared at the bit of paper in his hand, the cookie from which it had emerged still clenched in the other, and tried to decide whether it might be true. He wasn't quite sure.
One thing he did know: Yuki had wished to leave before. Had left, in fact, or else taken the easy way out and made Shuichi leave instead. It had never lasted, though.
Except that Yuki happened to be gone at the moment, and how could Shuichi be certain he'd come back?
He stared harder at the fortune, clenching his fist tighter until the cookie had been totally crushed, suddenly totally certain that Yuki was never going to come home and that he'd be left alone.
Again.
Then a key rattled in the lock, the door swung open, and the man in question walked in. "Oh, there you are," he grumbled.
Or tried to, at any rate, because it took all of half a second for Shuichi to pounce on him ("YYUUUUUUUKKKKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!", coming perilously close to dropping a fistful of cookie crumbs down the back of his shirt.
For now, at least, the fortune was telling the truth.