[ ...It's not like this is necessary, but he technically missed Valentine's Day, and. You know what. This is a good enough repayment day, White Day is, so of course he's giving her something. It's just going to be a carefully wrapped gift box though, delivered to her doorstep. Because maybe he's a little too nervous to do it himself, sure he'll stumble over his words and say something they'll both regret.
When she opens it up, there's a card decorated with watercolor bluebells! And under that are small shortbread cookies, cut into hearts and stars—emphasis on stars. As for the card, what's written inside in his careful, neat script: ]
Dear Anya,
In Japan, it's considered traditional for boys to repay girls for the sweets they get on Valentine's Day on March 14th—White Day. While we're not in Japan or anything, I'd like you to think of these as compensation for not being able to give you anything then... and as repayment for being my friend. On that fateful, cold November day, I thought you must have been some kind of angel sent to reward me for all my hard work shoveling snow... Isn't that funny?
Every day since then's been a lot of fun, and I'm really happy to have met you. I hope things can stay like this, and that I can become someone who brings as much joy to you as you do to me.
[It's a sweet gift - and the appearance of it makes her smile in delight. It's cute, it's thoughtful, and his words -
She reads them once. Twice. Three times and she still wonders if they're correct. Like an angel? Anya? It's not that no one's ever described her like that - Yato has, plenty of times - but to hear it from Tsukasa, with the conversation she had with Chiyo lingering in the back of her mind.....
Still, sends him a text - because of course she does.]
tsukasa ! anya wanted to write you a letter back too but it would take longer to get to you ... so i am sending you this text message instead ヾ(☆´･ω･)ゞ your card was lovely and your cookies so good !! will you share the recipe with anya ? polaris thought they were good too
[this is where she'll pause in her texting to send him a selfie she took with her cat.... and the cat sniffing at the cookie. curious cat to match a curious owner, apparently....]
but more important ! i have more to say
[and then there they are
the tell-tale ' . . . ' shows up to indicating that she's typing... and typing... and typing...]
thinking that anya is an angel is a little funny because i think that angels are sometimes too far away making wishes to angels and hoping for them to save people it is wonderful ! a good story but i think i am happier not being an angel because it means that i get to be here with the people i love and sharing the important times with them with you ! (´｡• ω •｡`) ♡
so a reminder for tsukasa is that you do not need to try to be someone who brings joy to anya you as you are make me happy °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖° with cookies and with horses and with every small thing and every big thing ? maybe just every thing
so i wanted to say thank you too for always talking to me and being my friend i am very lucky to know you i am very very happy to know you
i do not know if the words that anya has are enough but i hope my feelings still reach you
[ He's not expecting any replies really—though after Nazuna's cute video of Tsuchin chomping down on his cookies, he really shouldn't be surprised... but he's pleased, stomach fluttering and chest aching a little as he reads.
Good, she liked the letter. Good, she liked the cookies. Good, Polaris is soooo cute ♪
i have more to say nets him a sinking feeling in his stomach, and one that only grows the longer he watches her text box "..." on. The smile wanes, fingers drumming on his forgotten homework, and he almost, almost doesn't want to read whatever she sends—
but then it's there, and he can't help it. It isn't anything bad—it's a sweet message, full of sweet sentiments, so quintessential to the Anya he's come to know and become so fond of over the past couple of months. Tsukasa reads the words once. Twice. Three times, and he presses his smile into the back of his hand. All of that is stuff he should be thanking her for—she's the star here. Far off and pretty, but—
no. That's not fair to think, not when she's asserted she wants to be here with everyone (and him). Something a little closer to home... Just Anya, maybe. Warm, soft, wonderful Anya. Gracious and kind, who dresses herself in a smile, who can look unsure and who retreats just like any other person might.
He won't keep her waiting much longer; that wouldn't do. ]
I'm glad you liked them! And that Polaris-tan did too. ☆ Please pet your kitty for me.
[ ...that can't be all he sends. Tsukasa thumbs back up, reading the words again, and starts another reply; he, too has tell-tale ". . ." to show his... typing, but more accurately his pausing and retyping after every other line. It isn't fair to her if he likes her and she doesn't like him the same way, and she doesn't; he can't come on too strongly, because he doesn't want her to be upset. He doesn't want to be upset either, but thinking about Anya being torn just because of some stupid crush he hasn't managed to shake, some dumb teenage infatuation that's lasted through Hell and back... ]
Don't worry, Anya. They reached. Where do I begin...?
I'm happy that I can make you happy just like this. I think I'd still like to get a little better, though. I'd like to become someone who can confidently stand beside you, wherever you might be ☆ And you're welcome, though I don't really need to be thanked for talking to you or being your friend... I feel really lucky being able to do those things. It's been exciting, hanging out with people my own age!! My neighborhood has a lot of old people (grandparents), and they're really nice? But it's been a lot more fun with you and everyone else.
I'm glad you're here, too, and not an angel. I said I used to think you were like that anyway~! You've really proved that you're way more mischievous than an actual one. No real angel would ever tease people after all. That's something you and Hinata have in common ☆ (I don't mind it, before you get worried. It's kind of a nice reminder that we're friends.)
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When she opens it up, there's a card decorated with watercolor bluebells! And under that are small shortbread cookies, cut into hearts and stars—emphasis on stars. As for the card, what's written inside in his careful, neat script: ]
Dear Anya,
In Japan, it's considered traditional for boys to repay girls for the sweets they get on Valentine's Day on March 14th—White Day. While we're not in Japan or anything, I'd like you to think of these as compensation for not being able to give you anything then... and as repayment for being my friend. On that fateful, cold November day, I thought you must have been some kind of angel sent to reward me for all my hard work shoveling snow... Isn't that funny?
Every day since then's been a lot of fun, and I'm really happy to have met you. I hope things can stay like this, and that I can become someone who brings as much joy to you as you do to me.
Sincerely yours,
Tsukasa
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She reads them once. Twice. Three times and she still wonders if they're correct. Like an angel? Anya? It's not that no one's ever described her like that - Yato has, plenty of times - but to hear it from Tsukasa, with the conversation she had with Chiyo lingering in the back of her mind.....
Still, sends him a text - because of course she does.]
tsukasa ! anya wanted to write you a letter back too
but it would take longer to get to you ...
so i am sending you this text message instead ヾ(☆´･ω･)ゞ
your card was lovely and your cookies so good !!
will you share the recipe with anya ?
polaris thought they were good too
[this is where she'll pause in her texting to send him a selfie she took with her cat.... and the cat sniffing at the cookie. curious cat to match a curious owner, apparently....]
but more important !
i have more to say
[and then there they are
the tell-tale ' . . . ' shows up to indicating that she's typing... and typing... and typing...]
thinking that anya is an angel is a little funny
because i think that angels are sometimes too far away
making wishes to angels and hoping for them to save people
it is wonderful ! a good story
but i think i am happier not being an angel
because it means that i get to be here with the people i love
and sharing the important times with them
with you ! (´｡• ω •｡`) ♡
so a reminder for tsukasa
is that you do not need to try to be someone who brings joy to anya
you as you are make me happy
°˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°
with cookies and with horses and with every small thing
and every big thing ?
maybe just every thing
so i wanted to say thank you too
for always talking to me
and being my friend
i am very lucky to know you
i am very very happy to know you
i do not know if the words that anya has are enough
but i hope my feelings still reach you
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Good, she liked the letter. Good, she liked the cookies. Good, Polaris is soooo cute ♪
i have more to say nets him a sinking feeling in his stomach, and one that only grows the longer he watches her text box "..." on. The smile wanes, fingers drumming on his forgotten homework, and he almost, almost doesn't want to read whatever she sends—
but then it's there, and he can't help it. It isn't anything bad—it's a sweet message, full of sweet sentiments, so quintessential to the Anya he's come to know and become so fond of over the past couple of months. Tsukasa reads the words once. Twice. Three times, and he presses his smile into the back of his hand. All of that is stuff he should be thanking her for—she's the star here. Far off and pretty, but—
no. That's not fair to think, not when she's asserted she wants to be here with everyone (and him). Something a little closer to home... Just Anya, maybe. Warm, soft, wonderful Anya. Gracious and kind, who dresses herself in a smile, who can look unsure and who retreats just like any other person might.
He won't keep her waiting much longer; that wouldn't do. ]
I'm glad you liked them! And that Polaris-tan did too. ☆
Please pet your kitty for me.
[ ...that can't be all he sends. Tsukasa thumbs back up, reading the words again, and starts another reply; he, too has tell-tale ". . ." to show his... typing, but more accurately his pausing and retyping after every other line. It isn't fair to her if he likes her and she doesn't like him the same way, and she doesn't; he can't come on too strongly, because he doesn't want her to be upset. He doesn't want to be upset either, but thinking about Anya being torn just because of some stupid crush he hasn't managed to shake, some dumb teenage infatuation that's lasted through Hell and back... ]
Don't worry, Anya.
They reached.
Where do I begin...?
I'm happy that I can make you happy just like this. I think I'd still like to get a little better, though.
I'd like to become someone who can confidently stand beside you, wherever you might be ☆
And you're welcome, though I don't really need to be thanked for talking to you or being your friend...
I feel really lucky being able to do those things.
It's been exciting, hanging out with people my own age!! My neighborhood has a lot of old people (grandparents), and they're really nice?
But it's been a lot more fun with you and everyone else.
I'm glad you're here, too, and not an angel.
I said I used to think you were like that anyway~! You've really proved that you're way more mischievous than an actual one.
No real angel would ever tease people after all. That's something you and Hinata have in common ☆
(I don't mind it, before you get worried. It's kind of a nice reminder that we're friends.)