The Big Book Of Amaguji

A Slice Of An (Almost) Married Life: Guilt Helper And The Little Things You Know

The only store that was open around 7pm was a 24 hour store with floors as creaky as the ever swaying ceiling lights, giving off an 'unofficial' vibe.

Rantaro and Korekiyo agreed on seeing the selection of suits this store has and get their previous suits washed if worst comes to worst. They needed all of the energy they can get after planning a wedding in a week and standing in a laundromat to rewash two suits to perfection wasn't going to replace their sleeping time.

The hanging suits and dresses under plastic drapes gave a promising look to the store and with around 7 to 8 clients in the store left enough comfortable room for them to browse. A singular figure caught Korekiyo's eyes as they walked over to the white suits, a person with a trenchcoat with a small duffle bag as if they were a detective. They tried to fit in as a customer by scouring through shirts and jeans closer to them but they were already incredibly suspicious.

This peaked Korekiyo's interest. There are so many reasons that figure could be here and dressed like that for the most part... It almost made him want to approach them.

"Hm, odd."

Korekiyo looks back to check the racks and shifts his vision to them again, and again. He wasn't scared of them, in fact, he wanted to at least get a look at their face once or twice but that time might already be here. The figure walked right past him and went to talk to Rantaro, briskly and almost in relief.

"Ah! Saihara-san, I didn't expect to see you here."

"I actually came here to apologise again. I offer my sevices to you after my inappropriate apology."

"About what?"

"The suits, I still feel guilty about running into you so I offer what help I need to make up for it. Korekiyo is here with you, isn't he?"

"Yeah...?" He pointed at his confused fiance.

"Ah, I didn't even see you. I've guess you've heard then." Shuichi scracthed the back of his neck as he smiled.

"I did and I will forgive you this time. You're lucky that I didn't like the full white shade of the suits anyway, apologies Rantaro."

Shuichi sighed in relief and wiped the feeling of nervous sweat off of his forehead. Eventhough Rantaro was upset Korekiyo didn't even tell him that he didn't like the color of the previous suits, the search for nicer ones might be just around the corner.

"You can help us find new suits."

"That's all? I... I guess I could do that."

Korekiyo smiled and led him through the store while Rantaro walked next to him, looking around as if in competition with his friend, he really wasn't, he's really tired and his mind was more than a blur at this point.

Rantaro stretched out his arms as he yawned and rubbed his eyes. He took out his phone to check the time, taken aback by the brightness before looking at the double of double digits numbers at the top of his lock screen.

11:26 PM

He looked over to the disscusing pair next to the higher racks, seemingly discussing about the trims on the wrists. He yawned again, the house bouncing off of the several fabrics through the almost lifeless room. The cashier has left to the back room to most likely take their break considering that there were only three people at the store. Their wedding was later tommorow and the bags under his eyes would not look pretty in the pictures everyone's going to take.

Rantaro rubbed his eyes and tapped Korekiyo's shoulder, a faltering posture present in his legs.

"Yes?"

"...I know our wedding is tommorow and I'm very excited, but...," He yawned, "We haven't had a proper night of sleep since the day we've came here, and it wasn't even on a bed. I love how intricately you plan to think this out but we really need to leave soon."

Korekiyo nodded and put the unbrushed strands of hair behind the previous location of behind his ear, looking around the area to find a suitable candidate. He asked Shuichi to find a suit that, at best, adequately fit the descriptions they were discussing eairler. Luckily, Shuichi's sight and quick deduction found them a pair of suits with a predominately grey color with white trimming. They left the money on the counter and a bit extra for tax and immediately left the store.

The city was unmistakably beautiful at night and would make a fantastic night light for when they finally feel a pillow on their heads.

They said their 'goodbyes' and 'thank yous' to Shuichi before departing home. Shoelace has, of course, ate all of the mice that was left in her tank and was sleeping peacefully, content with eating the amount of mice equivalent to a small colony. Rantaro sighed in comical jealousy, not because Korekiyo takes care of her, it's because he knows how paranoid Korekiyo is about Shoelace dying so he unintentionally feeds her almost ever hour of every day to prevent that outcome as much as possible. It's not only admirable, it's one of the cutest things Rantaro figured out about Korekiyo by just observing.

He smiled softly at the thought and walked upstairs, Korekiyo already sleeping considering his minor conditions.

Then Rantaro did what was only second nature to him.

Laying right next to him.