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Third Person's POV

After they walked to the New Guild, the trio decided to take the bus back to the Agency. It was quiet until y/n chose to ask a couple of questions. "I know we just met, but how long have you been dating?" 

"We've been dating for around three years. Around the same time, both organizations decided to ally. We thought it would be safer to start dating after we signed the documents." Atsushi explained. He looked at Aku, who was laying his head on the gray-haired male's shoulder. 

"That's smart. What's being in a long-term relationship like?" she truly wanted to know. Being in love must be incredible. It must feel like you are invincible with your partner there. To know that someone cares about you. That feeling that someone's waiting for you. To get to smile, feel safe, and protect someone dear to you. It must feel as if God gave you one of the best gifts life could possibly offer. Even when you fight, you two always find a way to find each other again. 

"It's true love. It doesn't happen instantly; it grows each day. It isn't perfect, but that's what makes it beautiful. Each imperfection makes you love them even more. It's unconditional, with no limits. You learn and grow together. It's a journey worth waiting for. It's like giving someone the power to destroy you but trusting them not to." The male spoke with fondness while stroking the dark-haired man's forehead. 

"One last question. Do you have any advice?" y/n asked quietly, seeing Aku almost falling asleep. "Well, I don't know much about love, but here's an old saying: If you love someone, set them free. If they come back, you know it's meant to be." Atsushi said quieter trying not to disturb the latter. 

"Thank you. I hope to find true love someday. It sounds wonderful." The bus was nearly approaching the bus stop. "Ryuu~ wake up, we're here" The tiger-man tried to wake up the latter. Finally, the bus stopped, and we made our way out. 

"y/n, I'm going to walk Ryuu to the PM; I'll see you at the office." y/n nods and walks into the cafe doors and up the stairs. "I see you're back. So where's that brat?" The blonde asks with a hint of annoyance. 

"He's walking Akutagawa back to the PM, but he'll be coming back shortly. Do I have anything else I could deliver or a mission?" the ___ -haired girl replied, fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. 

"There are more files to drop off. You could kill two birds with a stone with this one since they are close to each other. It would be best if you dropped this off at the court and this one at the shop near it." y/n understood the assignment, took the papers and left once again. 

y/n wondered when she would get her first mission. Then, she decided to walk again to clear her thoughts. She thought about the conversation that Atsushi had with her. She couldn't wait to find her family. It's the best gift she's got. y/n also wanted to see the wonderful lady who cared for her for years. She wanted to give her the world she deserved. Yami was the first woman to show her love. 

An entire work day of repeated delivery later. 

At this hour, people are already going home—y/n sighs. She could finally take a break from the long day. Hopefully, Sunday will be different. 

"y/n, you are free to leave. Have a good afternoon." Kunikida said, finishing up his report. 

"Kunikida, have you seen Junichiro? I haven't seen him all day." The female asked while gathering her stuff. 

"He had a lot of missions today. Coincidentally, he went to complete tasks when you were here and wrote his reports when you were gone." Ranpo said from the corner, eating cookies. 'His trash is probably filled to the point of spilling multiple times a day.' y/n thought, looking in the direction of the male who spoke.  

"Thank you, Ranpo. I'll take my leave now." y/n nodded to Ranpo and Kunikida. There weren't many people at the office. 

y/n walked out of the office. She sighed again for what seemed like the millionth time today. 'Indeed, tomorrow will be different. I have a date with Junichiro and- shit, I don't have an outfit for tomorrow!' y/n recalls all her outfits, and she decides that none are fit for a first date. 

She quickly jogs to the nearest clothing store. "Hello! My name is ___. If you need any help let me know." A girl greeted y/n at the counter. She put clothes on hangers and placed jewelry in their respective places. 

"Hi, could you help me find an outfit? Please." y/n asked, walking towards the counter. "Sure, what do you need help with?" the girl turned to y/n to give her full attention. 

"What do you wear on your first date? First, we will go to the park and then to a cafe." y/n informed the girl. "But it's still affordable for a person with a low budget." 

"Well, to the park, you could wear this lovely brown and creamy plaid skirt, this brown cardigan, and this white top. Wear white sneakers, a brown purse, and a simple gold necklace to complete the outfit." The girl started tossing clothes to y/n. "Go and try it on. The dressing rooms are there." 

(The photo is what the clothes look like

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(The photo is what the clothes look like. y/n doesn't look like this unless you want her to.) y/n came out of the dressing room and got a compliment from the girl. She paid for the clothes, thanked the girl, and left the store. 

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Hello Everybody!

The third paragraph is from experience (one-year relationship, long story on how we broke up), and the fourth paragraph is from a bunch of quotes that I paraphrased except the italicized quote. (From E. Lockhart.) 

Photo: https://www.reddit.com/r/BungouStrayDogs/comments/popdhl/who_else_like_aku_when_he_makes_that_face_in_bsd/

Outfit Photo: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/985514330931219277/ 

Aku's hella cute, and you can't tell me otherwise. 

Please take care of yourself.

:)

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