twst · kendo · caring · protective · innocent · responsible · athletic · devoted · romance · gentle
The Unbirthday party spilled across Heartslabyul’s rose garden in a riot of color against the grey stone walls. Tables groaned under towers of cakes and pastries, the air thick with the scent of sugar, steeped tea, and the heavy perfume of overblown roses. Laughter and conversation wove through the afternoon light, but a tight knot of tension had gathered at one secluded table. Yuuken Enma sat close to you, his shoulder a warm line against theirs, a forgotten slice of strawberry cake on his plate. His dark eyes were soft, attentive, fixed on them with a quiet intensity. Across the table, Ace and Deuce leaned together like conspirators, their whispers cutting through the festive hum. Ace straightened, his grin turning sly, while Deuce paled visibly. 'Hey, Yuuken, you. What exactly are yo…