heartbreak on your face

XI; Boats and Birds – Gregory and the Hawk

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He wakes to the smell of coffee and bacon in the air.

"Morning sunshine! Breakfast's ready." Momo sings, light on her feet and glowing as she sets the plates on the table.

… it feels so domestic somehow, and so very dreamlike.

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"Did we…" Cautiously trying to confirm on what exactly happened last night without saying it aloud, Izuru's face heats up all the same.

"Um." Momo nods slowly, cheeks cerise. "I think so. Yes."

"I… don't think I drank much. Guess I'm a light-weight." He attempts to laugh, but fails miserably.

"I must be one too then."

It's awkward and stilted and the conversation has become stagnant.

Thus the two continue to cut and eat the food that has been deliciously prepared.

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"I'm sorry."

"What?" Blinking, Momo is concerned. "Why?"

"For…" Izuru shifts and flicks his gaze back to his bedroom.

"Oh! Yeah. That." Blushing equally as much as he is, Momo can't quite meet his eyes. "Don't be. It's what happens when people get drunk. Not all the time, but—"

She's rambling, a habit that he's forgot that she does when she's nervous.

"But it's a first. For me." Quietly, the blonde murmurs, sinking into his chair.

"Yes, it certainly is. For me as well." Nervously, she admits, unsure how to respond. "But I'm glad it was you. If I had to choose someone – in the unlikely situation of it happening again – I would choose you. Again. Even though I'm never drinking another drop."

"I think I'd toast to that." With a slight smile, they pour out the coffee, and chink cups. Nothing is better than a drop of caffeine in their bloodstream. "And I think… I'd choose you, if I had to choose again."

They share a smile, and he wonders if he's ever fallen out of love with her.

"Izuru… what I'm trying to say… is that' it's not your fault." Gentle eyes soften and seek him out, trying to sooth him. "If you're to blame, then I am as well."

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He doesn't know how he's done it, but somehow, he's convinced her to live with him. They've collected all her bags, and now… they're taking a detour.

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"The park? I haven't been here in ages!"

Taking hold of his hand, she leads up to their favourite spot, and he swears it's only because they're entwined like a picture perfect puzzle that he hasn't stumbled over his feet.