[012] [action/video] forgot to set the alarm

[complexing]

[Action]

[Interestingly enough, Sunday morning doesn't look nearly as exciting as it had on Saturday night. Touya wakes up with one thought on his mind: wedding.]

[...wedding.]

[Oh holy hell, WEDDING?!]

[Touya bolts upright, his kingly wedding apparel still hung up delicately and ready for the festivities. Ready for him to marry Yue in. Joining a princess and a prince to become rulers of Luceti. How on earth did he ever think this was his life? Touya looks next to him, wondering if Yue is still there or if he has to go tearing through the village looking for him.]

[Video]

[Once he's caught up with Yue, Touya takes a moment for probably a needless announcement, but nonetheless...]

In case anyone is confused, Yue and I are not getting married today.

...and I'm not the king of Luceti.

[Touya looks awkwardly at the camera for another beat and then shuts it off after looking appropriately kerfluffled.]

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[guardiancomplex.livejournal.com]

[Touya sighs--even trying to lighten the mood, he's a terrible actor. He pulls the cape off his shoulders and drapes it over the back of one of the kitchen chairs.]

It would've been better if everything in this past week hadn't happened as a result of the experiment. [He drags the scarf off his head and hangs it on the back of the chair with the cape.] It was all pretty magical.

...though maybe if we ever were married, I wouldn't ride around on a horse inviting anybody I saw.

[winged_moon]

But it would save so much money on invitations....

[Yukito slides the omelette he was cooking from the pan onto a plate and smiles at Touya, his expression sympathetic despite the teasing tone.]

Was there something in particular that was so magical?

[guardiancomplex.livejournal.com]

[Touya raises an eyebrow at Yuki and starts eating his omelet. Alright Mr. Smarty-turtleneck-and-sweater... you win this time.]

I don't know. I don't really want to be a king... But I felt like I'd actually done something to make Yue happy. And he even smiled. [He cuts another piece of omelet and stares at it for a minute.] It wasn't perfect, though. I didn't realize it until now, but I missed seeing you.

[winged_moon]

Yes, well, Yue-san looked much prettier in that dress than I ever could have managed. It's probably for the best.

[There's certainly laughter in his eyes as he teases his other self, but at the same time he isn't terribly happy at the way Yue decided to hide and leave him to deal with the aftermath of the experiment. Perhaps prodding him enough will make him talk.]

Still, I am glad it's over. Though it only seems fair that in the next experiment we share the time.