#The rest of Mikuni is not in this picture btw

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Hi! I'd like to request headcanons about Kuro, Lawless, Licht, Mikuni, Tsurugi and Niccolò on their first date<3

Oh you've sent a lot of requests, my friend, it will take some time before I write everything lol. Not properly headcanons but I was feeling inspired lolol

Btw I'm so glad I get to write about my boy Nico🥺 Also, I have an excuse to use this

Btw hope you enjoy!

Kuro complains about the coldness, despite the ibsen's warm water. It is just an excuse to get close to you. His wet hair caresses the skin of your neck. His head rests on your shoulder. Mayne you should have gone there another day, you reflect, Tetsu wouldn't have minded anyway, but it's to late now. You know how to be forgiven.

Kuro doesn't complain when you throw at him a box of chips, along with one of Mahiru's videogames. The only source of light inside the room is the one that comes from the television's screen. Maybe outside is raining. Neither of you is sure about it, you are pretending to play the game, Kuro doesn't care at all about it. He has lost the match, but doesn't care about it either. He sees your pleased expression and smiles.

Tsurugi can't swim -- perhaps he will never learn. Yet, he is as excited as a child when you ask him to go together to the seaside.

You two walk close, holding hands. It's still cold. Even if he could swim, he would not dare right now.

You write words on the seashore. Confessions, promises, thoughts; they are immediately canceled by the constant move of waves.

You run, playing tag as children do. You lay on the sand, staring at the clouds. Tsurugi laughs. You laugh too.

Tsurugi feels free -- it is one of those rare moments. You are by is side and he feels as free as the seagull that is flying nearby.

The Land of Nod is a mysterious place, almost spectral, you would say. Just like is owner. There were hundreds, maybe even thousands, things you could try to discover about both the shop and its owner, Mikuni. You were pretending to observe the artifacts the blonde sold, but what you were actually interested in was the smile on his face. You could never understand what smile meant. It was as deceitful as the serpent that was crawling around, unnoticed.

You don't know what to think about Mikuni. Today he's here, right in front of you. Tomorrow -- who knows?

But today he is here and it's all that matters. You are talking casually, as always. He smiles. This time he seems genuinely joyous. Yet you can't tell what he's thinking. You never can. He let's you hold Abel and it seems enough. He goes away. Then he's back. Mikuni is smiling again -- and you are smiling too.

“A Midsummer Night’s Dream” you couldn't tell which one of Shakespeare's plays Hyde would have liked the most. Hyde often quoted the playwright, yet you were sure that none of the tragedies would had been the right choices. You didn't want to make him think about those old memories and faces. A comedy seemed the safest choice. Misunderstandings, losses and a happy ending.

Hyde knows by heart every line of the play. His red eyes stare at the actors, his hand is holding yours tightly.

Licht tries to use his angelic powers against the aberrant monsters of the haunted house, despite you explaining him they were only actors.

His eyes shine as he tastes cotton candy -- which he defined “like sprinkling the clouds of heaven with stars at the base of the night sky.”.

You stare at the amusement park from above -- from the ferris wheel, while he keeps you close to him.

The sky painted with the colors of sunset first, then the fireworks glimmering along with the rising stars.

Licht is bewitched, just like a child, and you laugh, taking pictures of him without him noticing. He is still holding the stuffed animal he won hours ago.

"Ich liebe dich." You whisper. You don't know if he heard you. Maybe he did. Mayne he didn't.

Niccolò is restless. You don't know what the source of his trouble his and you don't dare to ask. You lay beside him, his face close to yours. His breath is irregular. Your fingers slid across his ling ravenous hair, this is enough to reassure him. An ant carries a crumb, moving slowly on the cloth you laid on the lawn during lunchtime.

A bird sings from the fronds of the oak under which you are resting. Niccolò closes his eyes. Then he opens them. You first observe the cerulean sky the his eyes, the same color of the dark green leaves of the trees. He isn't restless anymore. He is smiling back at you.

"Ti amo." Niccolò tells you often, but you will never get tired of it.

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