Title: Serendipity

Author: sllebswap

Characters/Pairing: Miura Haru and Dino

Type: OneShot/Drabble Collection (InComplete)

Genre: Romance/General/Humor

Word Count: 5452

Rating: T (Contains content not suitable for children)

Disclaimer: Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn belongs to Akira-san.

Summary: CEDEF Agent Miura Haru and Cavallone Boss Dino have known each other for a very long time, haven't they? Loosely interconnected one shot/drabble series. Multi-verse. D86.

Verse: Modern Day AU

Chapter Last Revised on: 02/03/18

Your love was handmade for somebody like me

"What are you doing?"

Haru lifted her head and drew her eyes away from the task which she was currently preoccupied with, and her gaze lit up when it landed on her boyfriend, who was looking rather bemused by all the craft tools and various materials scattered all over the table. The brunette beamed at him in welcome, and she would have also gotten up from her seat to give him a quick hug too if not for the fact that she was currently in the midst of sewing something and did not think that he would appreciate being accidentally pricked with a needle in her exuberance. So he went to her instead, stopping beside her and bending down slightly to brush a hello kiss over her forehead. How her smile grew even brighter at his automatic gesture of affection; he was always so demonstrative with her, and it made her feel…so warm. And loved.

She lifted the project in her hand to give him a better view of what she had been working on, in answer to his question.

"Hahi, Haru is making plushies, desu!"

"Plushies?" he echoed, sounding even more bemused, if possible. She nodded, not the least fazed by his faint bafflement.

"Yes, desu! Haru is making them from scratch! Haru used to make these a lot when she was younger, so this is very nostalgic, desu," she mused fondly, her fingers running over the soft felt cutting. "Haru was thinking to make some plushies in the likeness of Scuderia and the other horses on the ranch, just for fun!"

She was very enthusiastic as usual, and he wasn't too surprised by her deftness with art and crafts – after he had gotten to know her better, he had quickly learned that she was a very handy, practical, do-it-yourself sort of person, making costumes and accessories or even quickly mending clothes or trying to fix things that needed to be repaired. He had to say, out of the two of them, she was definitely the more useful one to have around the house. Sure, he had a pilot license and made a noble living out of rescuing people in need, but she was the one who could wade into the bathroom fearlessly to unstopper a toilet in two minutes flat and whip up an entirely delicious meal from random ingredients found in a practically empty fridge, amongst other miracles. Little, seeming inconsequential daily things, but she made them all look so simple and effortless when they were anything but so, and he was very much in awe of her casually irrepressible and gung-ho spirit, sometimes.

"Sounds like an interesting project," he commented honestly, and her smile grew even larger.

"Hahi, Haru thinks so too!"

He pointed at the vaguely human shaped object that she was working on. "That does not look like a horse, though."

Her eyes twinkled at his astute observation.

"Hahi, that's because Haru isn't making a horse for this one, desu…" she trailed off a bit before she shot him a secretive, impish grin. "Haru is making a Dino plushie!"

He had to pause for a moment, just to ascertain that he was hearing correctly. He slowly pointed to himself next.

"Dino…as in me? You're making a doll of…me?"

She nodded with a soft puff of laughter at his visibly stumped expression. "Yes, desu! Look! Haru is using this yellow felt to make chibi!Dino's hair! Haru has already traced out the shapes with a pencil and now Haru only needs to carefully cut the patterns out, desu. Haru is also going to make clothes for chibi!Dino, and see here; Haru already has a design done-"

He blinked at her effervescent enthusiasm, and then he let the lilt of her elated technobabble wash over him. A feeling very much like fondness and contentment slowly unraveled in him as he listened to her earnestly explain the entire handicraft process. Dino had to admit that he knew next to nothing about making plushies or whatnots, and he most definitely could not sew well enough to save his own life, but this was obviously something that his girlfriend was very passionate about, and so he paid attention, pulling out a chair beside her and sitting down, watching her with a faint smile on his own face as she gesticulated and happily showed off her progress to him. It was only when she was starting to wind down that he spoke again.

"… I can't say that I've done anything like what you're doing right now, but I don't mind giving it a shot," he quipped with faint amusement, reaching out to pull off a straggling piece of thread that had gotten itself stuck to the top of her head. He really did not know how it was that she always seemed to be in a state of perpetual disarray…but it was kind of charming, all the same. "If you don't mind having to teach a new student, sensei-chan."

She looked at him in surprise…and dawning delight.

"Eh? Really? Does Dino really mean it? Dino wants to learn…?"

He smiled faintly at her. "Yes…? Why are you looking so shocked?"

But the truth was, she was quite taken aback. Most guys weren't really interested in these sort of things, after all. Let alone willing to give it a try. But her boyfriend had always been attentive whenever she spoke about the random things that caught her interest or occupied her. He always listened to her, and just like in this case, even though he knew next to nothing about the activity, that he was still making the effort to try to understand all the same, just for her, made her feel very, very cherished.

She started to beam at him, her smile bright like sunshine.

"Yes, desu! Of course Haru will be very happy to teach Dino, desu! What does Dino want to make?"

His smile grew a bit wider, glad that she asked. "…If you're making a plushie of me, then I think it's only right that I learn to make a plushie of you in return," he commented innocuously, and now it was her turn to gape slightly at him.

"Hehhh?!"

Turnabout was only fair play, after all. His eyes twinkled at her.

"Plushie Dino is going to need a companion, don't you think?"

The brunette was speechless for a while, but then, the humor of the situation kicked in, and she could not help but erupt in giggles, much to his quiet mirth.

"What's so funny? You don't think that I can do it?" he asked in mock affront.

She quickly shook her head, still snickering a bit.

"Hahi, Haru did not mean it that way, desu!" She dropped what she was doing on the table and turned to him, leaning forward in her seat, towards him. The corners of her lips were pulled up in an irrepressible smile as she reached out for him. Her hands framed his jaw, and her kiss tasted as sweet as her laughter. Her eyes sparkled when she drew back slightly to look at her boyfriend, and she confessed. "Haru thinks that Dino is very lovable when he is like this, desu. Haru likes it a lot, desu."

He flashed her a small, lopsided grin, turning into her affectionate touch.

"I'll be as lovable as you want if it means that you will kiss me like this all the time," he teased, and even though she blushed at bit at his words, the brunette leaned in to brush another kiss on his cheek. And another on his nose. One more on his lips.

"Haru will be happy to kiss Dino lots, desu," she confessed almost shyly as she pulled back, but then her gaze turned impish, and she quipped good-humoredly. "Haru will have to do her best now, so Dino won't replace Haru with her plushie, desu."

As it turned out, she had a lot less to worry about than she had originally believed; it quickly became apparent that her lovable, adorable boyfriend was completely HOPELESS when it came to anything that had to do with a needle and a thread. He pricked himself more often than he actually succeeded in sewing the materials together, though she had to give him credit for gamely persevering even through all the injuries that he had accumulated in what amounted to be a very short period of time. She eventually took pity on him, and gave him other parts of the project to work on instead.

"Hahi," Haru clucked as she bandaged another one of his poor, abused fingers, holding his hand gently with her own as she carefully stuck a Band-Aid over where his latest needle prick injury was at. At this point, every single finger on his hands was decorated with colorful plasters, courtesy of her first aid kit. She shook her head slightly; this had to be some sort of special achievement - she had never before met anyone who was so bad with needlework until today. "This is the first time that Haru has seen so much blood being shed from sewing, desu! Maybe Dino should leave the sewing to Haru?"

Much to her surprise, he rejected her offer to help. He gave her a wry, chagrinned look, but was no less determined for it. "I know that I'm not very good at this, but I'd still like to finish what I've started," he murmured. "It's you, after all…or rather, a likeness of you. Can't leave you half done."

At his almost embarrassed, awkward admission, her gaze glimmered and she gave him a large, warm smile. Her heart felt so full then, as if a soft, delicate happiness was slowly expanding, unfurling in her chest. What a wonderful, delightful feeling it was, to love so dearly and to be so dearly loved. Really, she should have known – he had never been able to ignore her, even from the very beginning.

"…Haru understands." Her fingers intertwined with his. "Haru will support Dino's hard work and dedication one hundred percent, desu! But before that-"

She brought his hand to her mouth, and gently, softly kissed each and every one of his bandaged fingers. She only looked up at him when she was done, answering his silent question, that little smile curling at her lips.

"Haru is casting a magic spell! To protect Dino so that he will be safe from needles. Okay?"

Her sweetness was enchanting. And so very endearing. I love this woman, he could not help but think it then, and not for the first time. This loving, exuberant and bright girl-woman, with her starlit eyes and glowing sun kissed features, who held his heart in her hands with such exquisite care and tenderness, that he knew for sure that she would always keep it safe, for as long as she was his to call home. And he knew there and then, with an absolute certainty, that he wanted to always return to her, for the rest of his life, for as long as he lived. And so, when he opened his mouth, he almost blurted out the question that he had been thinking about more and more these days, as their lives intertwined more and more over time until he could no longer picture a future without her.

Marry me.

Thankfully, he stopped just short of saying the words, as common sense caught up to his moment of dazed realization…and steadfast, affirming intention. For one, he did not have a suitable ring prepared yet, and god knew that she deserved more from him than a random, impromptu proposal that had come from nowhere, as much as he was possessed by the strong feeling that they were ready to breach the next level of their relationship. At this point, they had been together long enough that he was sure, very sure, of his feelings – this was no momentary, passing flight of fancy.

He was going to need to prepare and do his homework first, for she was worth only his best efforts – and more.

"I love you," he could only utter for now, heartfelt and fervent, the three words of affection shared often between the two of them.

And she smiled at him with that same brilliance and pure, beatific joy as always, just like that moment when she had heard him declare his love for her for the very first time.

"Hahi, I love you, too!"

In the end, the plushie of her which he had painstakingly completed really wasn't anything to write home about, but she had looked at it, declared it perfect in all of its mismatched, lopsided glory, and had thoroughly adored it, all the same. She had set up her doll with his own likeness (the one which she had made) in a special place of honor in the living room of her apartment and gleefully showed the pair off to just about anyone who visited. One would mistakenly think that her plushie was encrusted in priceless jewels and dipped in precious metals for all the pride and pleasure she derived from it, and when asked, her response was so blithe and sincere and so Haru-esque, that he could only love her all the more for it.

"What do you mean, desu? The person I love the most made it for me, desu! It is Haru's most favorite treasure."

"You're my most favorite treasure," he had retorted with a smile, and she had grinned cheekily at him. No doubt she had thought that he was teasing her, but he was being perfectly serious. And so he started to earnestly make plans to make this beloved treasure his one and only, a feat which turned out to be a lot more challenging than it seemed. Picking out the perfect ring was an ordeal of patience and dedication that took him to countless jewelers across Rome. Figuring out the right ring size without tipping her off was also an exercise in covert setups the likes of which should only be seen in spy movies…but he had managed. Those were actually the easiest parts of the entire operation, believe it or not.

The most challenging portion of the whole thing was figuring out how to go about springing the question. Some of his married colleagues had advised him to keep it simple. After all, the simpler and more straightforward the proposal, the lesser the likelihood of the entire thing going south in uncontrolled and unexpected ways. Dino had agreed with the wisdom of such infallible logic, but still, the execution of the entire thing was easier said than done. For one, the timing was always off and something always seemed to crop up just whenever he was ready to pop the question. It got to the point where he was starting to carry the jewelry box wherever he went, and even then, the opportunity was never right.

On his first deliberate attempt, he had been abruptly called back to the airbase to replace a teammate who had called in sick before he could even get around to broaching the topic. His second attempt was disrupted when Haru's friends from Japan decided to spring a surprise visit on her, and so they had ended up spending the entire week hosting the boisterous and dysfunctional group. Haru had been so gleeful and delighted to see her friends, and so he had decided to hold off on his proposal to let her have a good reunion with them instead. Unfortunately, that was not the end. A local charity drive followed right at the heels of her friends' departure and as always, his well-meaning girlfriend immediately threw herself wholeheartedly into the project the moment she was invited to do so, and naturally he had been roped in to assist as well. Dino did not mind helping the less fortunate, but the timing was a bit unfortunate…

They participated in the charity bazaar all the same, there was even a bachelor auction and a kissing booth, though none actually helped in furthering his plan of proposing marriage. Between the rest of the various activities that always found them coupled with his shift-based work schedule and the hours she lovingly poured into her café, the next couple of weeks flew by in the blink of an eye, and still with no future wife in sight, Dino was starting to wonder if the ring sitting in his pocket was ever going to see the light of day at this rate. The poor man decided not to jinx himself, and then-

It happened.

Just not in the way he had planned it to be.

But then again, things had never gone exactly as predicted whenever he had to factor Haru in. He really should have known that this time would be no different.

Dino could only look at his girlfriend in silent astonishment and faint chagrin that evening, when she got down on one knee before him after dinner one evening at her place, an open jewelry box materializing in her hand, an engagement ring nestled in the velvet confines…as she blurted out the question which he had been trying to ask her for the last month or so.

"Hahi, will you marry me?"

He had been momentarily stunned by this unexpectedly role reversal and had gone speechless as he tried to register what was going on. So this was why she had been so restless and oddly fidgety today, only that he had simply attributed her mood to her naturally energetic, exuberant nature… Come to think of it, the dinner which she had made had been unusually extravagant as well, and she had been extremely attentive when it came to him all night.

In hindsight, Dino wanted to smack himself for not seeing all the signs. Though who could blame him? What were the likelihood of a woman proposing marriage to her boyfriend? …But really, it just figured that his girl would be one of the rare handful of people out there who saw no issue with completely disregarding traditional gender roles to do whatever she felt needed to be done. Instead of consternation, he started to feel a growing sense of sweet wonder and pleasure. Always, always, she never failed to blow his expectations right out of the water, and this time was no different. How he loved and adored this woman all the more for it, he thought.

His long, silent pause must have given her the wrong impression, for her initially hopeful expression faltered and grew a bit more nervous, but she schooled her features and bravely plowed onward, speaking quickly as if she was determined to say everything she wanted to say before he could form his response to her.

"Haru's papa once told Haru that if she ever finds someone precious, then she has to do whatever it takes to protect and keep them beside her, desu," she uttered earnestly, still looking up at him and meeting his gaze head on, trying to impress upon him her utter sincerity. Not as if he couldn't tell already – she had gone entirely out of her way to propose to him, after all. If that alone was not a declaration of abiding affection, then he did not know what would count as such.

"Haru loves Dino, very very much, desu. Haru is very sure of that, with her whole heart," she continued staunchly. "Haru wants to achieve happiness together with Dino, for the rest of her life, desu. Haru really, really wants to create a family with Dino! Haru will cherish Dino, and will be good to Dino, and will do her best to be a good companion, through all the good and the bad, desu-"

He raised up a hand to stall her before she could continue, and so she petered off perplexedly to an uncertain halt.

"Dino…?" she asked hesitantly.

"You need to stop."

At his words, her features started to fall in dejection, her shoulders slumping in disappointment, but then he got out of his seat and sank onto his knees before her. Now, they were face to face. She started to look confused by his demeanor – he did not appear like he was trying to reject her, but…?

"…Stop, so that I can have a say in this too."

…Eh?

He was smiling softly at her, his gaze glimmering with so much affection, that her heart trembled helplessly in her chest at the warm sight.

"I swear; you're always at least three steps ahead of me; I'm left forever scrambling to keep up with you, you know." He reached into his pocket and pulled out the tiny jewelry box which he had been carrying with him all this time and opened it for her, and her eyes widened at the sight of the ring that sat within the silk cushion, a slender gold band crowned with a flawless, glittering solitaire cut diamond, breathlessly elegant in its simplicity.

It matched the one which she had gotten for him. His was gold as well, set wider in a masculine design, double edged with a satin finish. Even though they had both procured the rings separately for the other, they made a complimentary pair, presented side by side. Haru could only stare, now her turn to be stunned into silence.

So Dino continued to speak, his voice soft, coaxing, and so very tender.

"I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want you to be the mother of my children. I want to wake up to you every morning, and to go to bed kissing you sweet dreams every night." His eyes glowed with fondness. "I've been trying to find a good time to propose all this time, but you beat me to it. I'm still going to ask, though. Miura Haru. I love you with all of my heart. Will you marry me?"

She could not help herself; she started to cry. Her face screwed up in a grimace, her features reddening, her shoulders shaking with sobs…of relief. It was as if all the tension had suddenly left her in an instant, reducing her to a boneless, shapeless vacuum of unexpressed, overwrought nerves. Tears rolled down her face, and she wasted no time letting him know what she thought of this whole situation.

"H-Hahi, Haru t-thought that D-Dino is going to s-say n-no, hic-"

The sight of her honest upset tugged at his heartstrings, and he reached out to her, fingers gently caressing her dampened cheek.

"You're severely overestimating my ability to resist you, cara." His tone was faintly wry, but filled with so much fondness for her. "Have I ever been able to say 'no' to you?"

Now that he had mentioned it…

She sniffled, and tried to curb her tears. She was still crying, though it was more an outlet for her pent up emotions than actual distress. "Dino is very mean, teasing Haru like that, desu…! Haru is going to have to seriously reconsider this marriage proposal, desu!"

He had to huff a soft laugh at her disgruntled words. "Hey now, it's much too late for that. No take backs after you already asked." His arm wrapped around her shoulder, drawing her close and pulling her into an embrace. His head lowered, and he brushed his lips across her temple. She could not be too mad at him, he reasoned, for after a short moment, her hand came up, fingers curling into the front of his shirt, and she turned her face into the side of his neck, seeking comfort. He obliged her silent requested, turned his head and pressed another kiss onto the crown of her head, his expression tender. Infinitely affectionate for her.

"You haven't answered to my proposal, you know," he commented minutes later, after she had calmed down more, and she lifted her head reluctantly to look at him. They were both still on the floor, and it was just as well that she had decided to propose at her home because this would certainly be an odd sight to the bewildered members of the public.

She was starting to flush a bit, remembering that he had only interrupted her proposal to counteroffer with his own.

"H-Hahi, Haru has never been able to say no to Dino also. Haru is unlikely to start now," she mumbled, suddenly so, so shy.

"So, will you be mine?" he pressed gently, faintly charmed by her bashfulness, intent on getting a definitive reply regardless. "Will you make me the happiest man on earth, little one?"

She responded by picking out the ring which she had gotten for him out of its box, and then she reached for his left hand. She did not look at him as she carefully slid the gold band onto his ring finger. He did not resist either. It was a perfect fit. The brunette looked up to meet his warm gaze. Her tears were starting to dry now, and her doe brown eyes glimmered with a myriad of beautiful emotions that were impossible to miss. Softness. Warmth. Contentment.

"Is that a yes?" Surely his expression was a direct reflection of her mood now – he certainly could not quite seem to keep that tender, coaxing expression from taking over his face.

"Please say yes."

She looked at him, so utterly sincere and boyish in his genuine earnestness as his gaze met hers unwaveringly. Slowly, she started to nod in acquiesce, her own lips twitching upwards at the sight of his growing delight and pleasure, and then she was returning his smile with an equally silly, giddy one of her own, because right there and then, with that full, endearing feeling he always gave her, she understood with an absolute certainty that there was just no one else in this world whom she would want to grow old together with beside this man before her.

She laughed, a slightly wet, but wholly elated sound, as her eyes grew moist again with pure, indescribable joy.

"Yes."

She brought his fingers to her mouth, and planted an affirming, demonstrative kiss over the back of his knuckles, over the ring which she had just put on him. A symbol of her pledge to him. A vow of devotion. I will have no one else but you.

"Yes," she whispered tremulously once more, repeating that wondrous word that was akin to music to his ears, and that warm, blissful feeling in her heart grew all-encompassing until it was almost a tangible happiness that she could have touched, euphoria rushing through her veins like a rapturous drug, as she watched his features really light up with ecstatic jubilation.

She was looking at the rest of her life, she thought then. And it was warm. And it was bright. And it glowed and pulsed like a blood red ribbon fluttering against the backdrop of night, offering the enduring promise of a bond that would last a lifetime.

Destiny. She had only ever been his.

How could she not want him?

Her tears fell faster, but she could not stop smiling at the same time, as his large, warm hands came up to cup her dampened cheeks, as he leaned in to kiss away the crystalline droplets of her happiness, as he quietly, fervently, declared his love for her again and again. She could not stop weeping gently, overwhelmed, as his mouth ran reverently over her skin, loving and worshipful, over her closed eyelids, her nose, her lips.

I love you. I love you. I love you.

She could not wait to marry him; she could not wait to start.

Extra

She was admiring the glittering jewelry that now sat on her finger. Perhaps the sentiments were still new and her emotions had not quite settled yet from the euphoria of the mutual proposal, but it was a beautiful sight to her, and brought her a giddy sense of joy every time she so much as looked at it. The ring was gorgeous and elegant in design, but it was more the symbolism of it sitting on her finger that made her feel so light and airy with happiness that she could almost sprout wings and fly. He could have put any sort of ring on her, she thought, and she would still have been equally thrilled and exhilarated. He had quite literally kissed the air right out of her lungs right after she had tearily agreed to his proposal, and then he had returned her gesture previously; removing the engagement ring that he had gotten just for her, and gently slipping it onto the fourth finger of her left hand. It had been a perfect fit, which told her that he had painstakingly prepared for this proposal too, that it wasn't just something which he had decided to do simply on a random whim, and that made her cry a bit more, because the notion of being wanted and cherished the way he always did her was just something that was never going to get old as far as she was concerned.

"…You know, you're crying a bit too much for someone who just got herself engaged," the warm, good-humored baritone of her fiancé could be heard coming from somewhere near her ear, as he turned his head towards her and kissed her temple. They were currently on the couch; he had an arm draped around her shoulder, and she was curled up into his side, simply taking comfort in each other's proximity. They were taking their time to come to terms with this new status of their relationship. He was absently, slowly running his fingers through her hair, and she had one hand clinging to his shirt, wanting to touch him just as he was touching her.

She brushed her tears away with her fingers, and tilted her head back to look at him. Her smile was bright, and she was glowing. He returned her smile with his own, his gaze soft. She was always so eye catchingly pretty whenever she shone like that - he could never look away.

"Hahi, Haru cannot help crying, desu. Haru is just too happy..." She turned her face into his shoulder, mumbling. "Dino gave Haru such a beautiful ring, desu! Haru is not worthy…"

He nudged her a bit, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her against him tighter.

"You're going to be my Mrs. Cavallone. You're worthy," was all he said, firmly and so simply that there was no way to argue otherwise. "Besides, you got me a ring too." He still sounded a bit bemused by that, because typically, men did not wear engagement rings. He started to smile as another thought occurred to him, slanting her a slightly goofy smile as an expression of wonder crossed his features. "You proposed to me."

Faint amazement could be obviously heard in his voice, as if he was still quite stunned that she had really gone and done that. He looked down at her. "I don't think I personally know any man who has had their girlfriend go down on one knee and proposed."

He did not sound upset or affronted that his 'role' in their relationship had been usurped by her. In fact, he sounded quite happy. She started to turn red. The brunette quickly sat up a bit straighter to look him in the eye, ready to defend her actions.

"Hahi! There's nothing wrong with Haru proposing, desu! Haru knows- Haru already knows that Haru wants to spend the rest of her life with Dino, desu… And Haru just did not want to wait anymore!"

She was flustered and blushing something fierce, but he simply caught one of her fluttering hands with his and intertwined their fingers together.

"No, there's nothing wrong at all. I'm very happy that you thought to propose," he divulged the truth quite honestly. His warm, twinkling gaze met hers. "I had not expected that you would do so, but I'm really happy all the same. Thank you, little one, for loving me so. I'll spend the rest of my life doing my best to bring you happiness too."

Her bottom lip quivered slightly at his sincere words, at least until she bit down on it. Her eyes shimmered, and she lifted her other hand to caress his cheek. He turned his head slightly, kissed her palm. Her gaze shone even brighter at his affection.

"Hahi, Dino is going to make Haru cry again," she muttered, squeezing her eyes shut and settling back into his embrace. "Okay…Okay, desu. Haru will be in Dino's care from now on. Please be kind to Haru too, desu."

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Questions That I Would Like To Answer Before You Ask:

This came a bit late, but my awesome friend Happyface1886 recently reminded me of Dino's birthday on the month of February, so I decided that I wanted to do something for our birthday boy! I finally got around to cleaning and editing this piece, but better late than never, right? :)

So much fluff in here- I hope you guys are not drowning in it, hehe!

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This is part of the Modern Day AU-verse, featuring SAR-pilot!Dino and café-owner!Haru. I wanted to do something more domestic here, showcasing Haru in her natural element…and of course as always, Dino got dragged along her pace, hahah. Plushies FTW!

And as for Haru proposing to Dino, whyever not? Besides, I really do believe that our girl is a go-getter for sure, and rather than sitting around demurely waiting for things to happen, I'm 150% certain that she'd grab opportunity by the reins and run with it.

Who would blame her? Dino's a keeper, for sure. xD

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Hope you guys enjoyed this belated birthday/V-Day special!

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-sllebswap