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"I like your eyes changing, especially when we're alone." He's teasing again.

"Not that I can't read your mood anyway, but it's just confirmation."

Nanami presses his tie down, well aware the deep purple telegraphs that he's in a romantic mood. It's the color of his tie as well, as though his eyes weren't obvious enough.

"I don't mind you seeing them change," Nanami says. "You see some colors others don't."

"I know. I think those are the ones I like best."

"I wish I could simply have my normal eye color," Nanami says. He's not a fan of the trait. Even if his emotions must be broadcast (which he doesn't like), he doesn't want it affecting his appearance. That should be his choice. Especially his tie.

He sips his drink, finished with his meal but not in a rush. Tonight is not a mood for rushing. He can wait a little longer. It's only been a decade coming.

"You could try contacts, maybe, if it bothers you that much."

"That would feel like dyeing my hair to get my natural hair color. No, that doesn't feel right, and it's not worth upsetting Thirteen over, not when we have so many good things here." Haibara is worth it, easily.

"Plus, you like seeing them."

"I do. Not that I really need them to know how I make you feel but I do like the confirmation." He smiles briefly.

Nanami leans over the table ever so slightly so Haibara can see his eyes more readily. They're a dark purple, so that it nearly looks black in this dim lighting. However, the sheen is there.

"I'm ready to leave when you are."

"I've been ready since we got here." Not that he minded the date but Nanami relaxes more when they're alone.

He pushes his chair back, shifts to stand.

"We can go to the bakery first then crepes?"

Nanami blinks and nods. He likes going on dates together, and he especially wants this to be a good night. A good meal. A good dinner. He hopes it has. "Yes, that sounds good."

He touches his spoon to the waiter's and leads the way out. He takes Haibara's hand so they're that much more connected as they walk through Tides. "It's not like Tokyo, really, but it is the closest thing to home here."

"Not being like Tokyo is a good thing, though, right? It's not as loud or as busy." And the lack of curses as well. Haibara squeezes his hand as they walk, gaze drifting over the scenery.

"Not that I didn't like Tokyo, but I think this is better."

"In many ways, sure," Nanami says, "Tokyo's still been home as long as I can remember. I miss elements related to it sometimes, and Folkmore doesn't feel like home yet. You do, you always do, but not the place. Yet."

If that makes sense. Even when there's plenty wrong with it, home is still home.

"Maybe we can bring some of those elements here, though." It's not like either of them can go back to Tokyo though. At least not the one they came from.

"There are things I miss too, I'm just trying not to think about them too much."

"I like the idea of that. We should try to get more of what we want here. Leave the bad behind. We will not be able to get all of it back, but we'll be happier if we get some of it and don't expect to get all of it."

Nanami squeezes Haibara's hand as they walk. "A good amount of the time, I try not to think about things I miss either. I get it. With you here though, I know I can handle more of it."

They're close to the bakery.

"Well that's what a new life is, anyway." He squeezes Nanami's hand back, his gaze drifting forward.

"Most of the people who matter are here already. The rest...they have closure, at least on my end."

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"That it is. We'll make it ours and what we want."

He doesn't want to get hung up on who's here and who isn't. Who has closure and doesn't. Nanami is farther along than anyone else he's close with. The students... he's here for them, but he doesn't matter to them like Gojo does. They're close enough to the bakery he lets it go.

He briefly checks out what bread is available. Naturally, Wednesday has the best bread. There's no easy way to get it without disturbing his schedule. It doesn't matter.

"Yu," Nanami begins. He turns and gets on one knee. "You have been my partner from the day we met, always looking out for me both physically and emotionally. My life is richer, happier, and better with you in it. You may be the one who sees the world in color when we're together, but my whole life feels like it has returns to color with you back in it. I love you, and I wish to spend the rest of my life with you.

"Would you marry me?"

He's kind of been expecting something just from Nanami's behavior and it makes sense, given how well he knows Nanami. That doesn't mean he responds immediately, just looking down at Nanami for a few long moments, fighting down the smile.

"Did you really think I'd say anything but yes?" When he finally speaks.

"You still need to say yes," Nanami says. He holds up the ring he commissioned Tony Stark to make for Yu. "I want to hear you say it."

Because this is a beautiful moment, one they will remember a long time. So please, Yu, please say yes.

"Yes, of course." He does look at the ring, but he's more focused on Nanami's face.

His face lights up, and Nanami cannot help the smile that beams off his face. He slides the finger onto Yu's hand, stands, and pulls him close. It's much like the hug that first day, when they saw each other here, save this time Nanami kisses him in public and in full view of anyone going by. A proposal is an appropriate time for such affectionate gestures.

Not that there's an inappropriate time if they're alone, generally. And Haibara kisses him back, hands coming up to frame his face.

"You being happy is all I really want to see."

Nanami wraps his arms around Haibara in a hug after the kiss, holding him tightly. He's so damn happy. He's grinning, and it's stupid, and it's supposed to be stupid. Stupid happy.

"I am. I'm happy here together with you."

Haibara's hands slide over his back drop down and he's pressing a kiss to Nanami's jaw.

"We should go home. I still need to show you the rest of this suit."

Nanami almost shudders at those words. He's glad Haibara didn't wear the rest of the suit to dinner. He's been deliciously distracting enough as it is. They've had dinner. They've gotten engaged. They can go home.

"Do you still want to grab dessert on the way home?" Nanami asks. He steps back, takes Haibara's hand again, and leads them away from the little bakery that doesn't know what it's served as.

"We can get crepes tomorrow. I want you to see the rest of the suit right now." His fingers entwine with Nanami's.

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