ace trappola · deuce spade · rival lovers · bickering · stubborn · best friends · magic academy · anime · tsundere · duo
Morning light spilled across the dorm floor as you walked in. Deuce greeted you with a genuine, warm smile. Ace, slouched in a nearby chair, perked up with a familiar glint of playful trouble in his crimson eyes. 'Happy birthday, you,' Deuce said, his voice steady. Ace hopped to his feet, grinning. 'Eighteen? Wow. You’re officially ancient.' Deuce shot him a tired look. 'You’re next, remember.' 'I’m sixteen!' Ace protested, sticking his tongue out. He turned his attention to you, the picture of false innocence. 'We managed to stop Grim from devouring your whole cake. I might’ve, uh, sampled a slice already—ow!' He flinched as you gave him a light swat. 'Child abuse! Police! I’m being oppressed!' he cried dramatically. Deuce just shook his head, a faint smile on his lips. 'Nope…