𓏲ּ♡

   it  doesn't  much  matter  to  me  what  you're  wearing,  i'm  not  strictly  here  for  your  outfits.  [  a  light  sigh  escapes  her,  though it's  not  of  distress  there's  amusement  laced  in  the  action,  ]   maroon  suits  you  though.   and blacks of course.  there  is  a  way  to  make  nuetrals  work  without  them  seeming  bland  as  well,  you  just  have  to pair  it  with  the  right  type  of  attire.   and  i  know  you  have  a  sense  of  style,    you've  chosen  very  well  for  yourself  thus  far.   [  there's  a  deep  affection 
             within  those  words,  which  always there  was,  for  him  only.  ]
            
                      LOVING,              @compressions  ♡

                   clothes are neither here nor there ...   i would rather you prefer how they look.   i would just pick some neutrals and call it a day,   which isn't all that fun at the end of the day.  

         they say the people make the clothes.  and i care for your opinion, so if you don't like it then we aren't going to have you wear it.  [  the blonde promptly places on hand on her face and the other props it up. her expression clearly one of thought.  ]  
            
                         LOVING,           @compressions. ּ♡

     [  a  hum  of  thought,  before  an  answer,   ]   any  one  of  those  sounds  nice..  [  affection  laced  in  tired  gaze  for  him,  he  was  so  sweet  to  her  even  though  she  was  capable  of  doing  so  herself,  he'd  never  hesitate  to  offer.   ]   just  give  me  a  moment  to  organize  and tidy  everything  up.    [  light  brown  irises  flicker  over  papers,   mind  tempted  to  continue  but  seemingly  set  on  appeasing  her   lover  and  steering  clear  of  harming  her  health.   ]
            
            
                           LOVING,           @compressions  ּ♡

                      (   despite her adorable demeanor,   he has to hold firm on this decision.   normally he wouldn't try to pry on her productivity but ..   better to make sure she was in top condition than wearing herself out.  )          great.   i'll make tea.   and perhaps draw a bath or prepare the bed ..  just let me know what you'd like to do,    alright?

     [  a more child–like expression breaks through in her moments of tire. a frown,  more so pout,  tugs at her lips and she fiddles with the pen she held in her hands,  ]  i wasn't finished though..   [  though a sigh escapes her,  she didn't wish to worry him ever.  rumi would do anything to be cause of his happiness not heart ache.  ]  alright,  only because you suggested it.  [ if it were anyone else, she'd have brushed it off. she loved the man, that much and way more. eternally. ]
            
                           LOVING,         @compressions  ּ♡

    [  gaze  stayed  locked  on  him  for  a  moment,  admiration,   a  sweet  honey  taste  of  affection  melting  within  her.  then  she  turns  away,  he  didn't  need  supervision  and  she  didn't  wish  him  to  mistake  her  actions  for  such.  eyes  rake  over  the  next  task  and  she's  pulling  a  container  out.  after everything  was  mixed,  it'd  only need  be  placed  in  the  baking  pan.   ]  
            
                            LOVING,         @compressions  ּ♡

                  oh,    so there's a difference.   tbsp is  ' tablespoon '  and  tsp,   the smaller ones,  should be  ' teaspoons '.    that's a nifty trick.   (   he takes the teaspoon,    setting it aside after committing it to memory.   first he takes the two eggs,   cracking them into the bowl methodically.   shells put aside,  he takes the measurement device and gently tips over the extract,    [   slowly   ]  letting drops fill the teaspoon.   )

    it says the measurement on the spoon, that way you can keep track. look.  [  the female gently picks up the teaspoon in her hand. holding it between her thumb and pointer, she shows him the handle, holding the measurement number and type.  ]  don't overfill it, even if you do make sure, over the bowl. 
            
                           LOVING,         @compressions  ּ♡

               ּ♡  @shotodism 
            
                flowers  are  usually  meant  in  a  positive  light.  do  you  truly  think  there's  a  different  meaning  behind  the  action?  [  hise  herself   wasn't  too  fond  of  flowers  but  she  knew there  was  affection  behind  such  a  tender  gift.  one  that  could  lose  its  petals,  and  slowly  die,  at  any  moment.  being  given  a  living  thing  of  any  kind  to  resemble someones  feelings,  it's  important.  it  cant  simply  be  brushed  aside,   not  in  this  case.  ]  please  do  trust  my  words,  shoto.  there's  not  a  thing  to  be  wary  about.

@V0IICE ⋅ ۶ৎ  ‧₊ .ᐟ                       [  her words and judgement are honest,  he knows this.  perhaps this was just personal and hard to wrap his head around.  it left him with a mix of feelings ..  clearly.   now his frustration  [ not quite ]  was taken out on her.  yikes ..  that's his fault.  he breathes quietly,  head mulling over past events.  ]      .. i think i would say the ..  flowers. 

                ּ♡   @shotodism 
            
               i  think  it  makes  perfect  sense  actually,  [  hise  wasn't  offended  at  all,  she  knew  by  now  from clear  observation,  that  shoto  took  some things  a  bit  too  literal  so  to  speak.  which  caused  him  to  miss  certain,  more  clear  intentions,  whether  words  or  actions.  ]  everyone's  way  of  showing  tenderness  is  different.  especially if  it's  a  somewhat  foreign  action  to  them.  [  if  there  was  anyone  to  know  about  this  it'd  be  her.  ]  what  part  of  this  confuses  you?

                 ּ♡   @shotodism 
            
            no,  that's  not  it  at  all.   i   simply  was  making  an  observation  outloud.  i'm  glad  you  don't  see  me  in  a  negative  light.  that  you've  become   more  comfortable  with  me.  [  her  heart  seemed  to  warn  with  her  smile,   ]    i  could,   yes.  but  it'd  be  quite  rude  to  end  our  conversation  so  abruptly.  you  are  free  to  join  us,  if  you  aren't  too  busy  with  your  own  plans.

@V0IICE ⋅ ۶ৎ  ‧₊ .ᐟ                     am I?   well,  we've run into each other a couple times.  are you uncomfortable with the conversation?   [  he could talk less,  that was for sure.  but the woman's smile indicates otherwise,  thus his smaller smile back.  ]     i see.  i suppose that means you're heading back now. 

             ּ♡  @shotodism 
            
             i  don't  mind  whatever  the  weather  is.   it's  not  usually  my  focus  though,  i'll  admit.  you're  a  lot  more  talkative  with  me  these  days.  [  the  female  smiles  appreciatively,   rumi  was  happier  that  he  had  been  able  to   warm  up  to  her  in  time.  he  somewhat  felt  like  part  of  her  circle  now.  ]  i  was  meeting  with  a  friend,  nothing  too  extravagant.  

           ּ♡   @kanemokes 
            
                  you  have  such  wonderful  taste.  i'm  sure  you'll  look  gorgeous  in  it.   i'm  still  somewhat stumped  it  seems,    i  don't  know which  colors  would  suit  me  best.

＊     SORRY  THIS  IS  LATE!!!  but  they  should  totally  be  shopping  buddies  <3

ּ♡   peak cinema right here. I LOVE THEMMM, happy wife happy life.

ּ♡   im crying for once my thoughts are sweet to me, continuing my rumiko/rusa child rambling!!
            
            once he's like born, rumi is just like always wanting to love and hold him. and like obviously sako wants to/needs to take care of him as well as the other parent. and because rumi needs rest. but i just imagine she pouts anytime she has to hand him off and the conversation just goes, "rumi, honey, you can't keep holding our dear son. you need rest too, dove. please."  "but.. my baby.."  and it's the sad puppy eyed look that he literally can't resist, "oh sweet lord.."  he still doesn't hand him off, but he ALMOST cracks. instead, he has her stand up, leads her to their shared room and rumi lays down. sako sits on the bed next to her holding him and the blonde just tiredly hums a song, until both she and the baby fall asleep. and sako just looks upon his family fondly and thinks, 'how did such a man, like myself, become so lucky. the world has blessed me greatly and i need to give back in due time for it. for now, i'll protect of them both for the rest of my life.' 

ּ♡  she still doesn't have a birthday what am i doing..   

ּ♡   learned to play the guitar, obviously, to match her singing. she also knows a bit of piano but mostly acoustic guitar!

ּ♡   extremely fond of children. loves them, but feels they're out of her reach due to her lifestyle choice.  what villain would be so cruel as to be bringing a child into the world? who would even dare to bless one with such a miracle? they are undeserving in the eyes of the public and it breaks her heart. 

ּ♡ does not like the smell of cigarettes, being around them, or those who smoke. sometimes it's a special case bit she will always turn more parental and request they put it out while with her.