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It’s been two months since Adachi and Kurosawa started dating and they’ve both got a pen in their pocket that burns against the heart like a promise. And Adachi doesn’t need his magic to know that when Kurosawa says forever, he means it.
Sometimes Kurosawa’s sincerity scares him. Kurosawa has loved him, quietly and surely for seven years. And even though Adachi has stopped running he’s still learning how to reach out for the hand that Kurosawa always has open to him.
Kurosawa gives and gives and never complains. He always smiles and pays attention to every single detail. He planned their practice date, Christmas, their First Time. He made sure everything was perfect for Adachi.
Now, Adachi wants to give something perfect to Kurosawa. He’ll give Kurosawa a perfect New Years - a day full of his favorites.
But first, he just has to figure out what those are. He sits at his desk, pulls out their pen, and carefully doesn’t think about how red his face is just holding it.
Favorite food: traditional Japanese
It’s what Kurosawa always cooks. Miso soup, grilled fish, sweet tamago…Which coincidentally also happen to be all of Adachi’s favorite foods. Adachi thinks about their last meal together. Feet bumping together under the cafeteria table, grinning around mouthfuls of double mayo onigiri from the stall near Adachi’s apartment. The last restaurant they’d been to was also Adachi’s favorite.
So, maybe food’s not the right way to go. But Adachi definitely knows about Kurosawa’s other favorites.
Favorite music: they’ve never really listened to music together.
Adachi had been so focused on the competition. And Kurosawa - darn him - had been so supportive and understanding and hadn’t wanted to disturb his concentration.
Favorite color: well, Kurosawa’s suits are either blue or brown. His sweaters are either brown or black. His scarf was blue and red. His shirts are withe and pale. Just like his hands and the corners of his eyes when he smiles…
Nevermind, moving on!
Favorite activity: their first date they went to the amusement park but that was Kurosawa thinking about what Adachi would like. They had shared ice cream, sat close enough for their knees to touch, and held hands as they walked back. On Christmas they stood under the fireworks and swapped forever’s. And then they went back home and, well…
Ever since, Kurosawa has always seemed to want it. And sure, Adachi is 110% sure that Kurosawa had thoroughly enjoyed himself. But! Favorite?
Adachi’s face burns as he hides his head in his arms. He wonders if Kurosawa had this much trouble planning their date, planning Christmas. Adachi’s heart hurts thinking about Kurosawa standing alone on a rooftop, waiting. Adachi had been brave then. He can be brave once more for Kurosawa and their forever.
He picks back up their pen and goes back to planning.