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Shylock pours a glass of wine and slides it to the purple haired customer in front of him. “Shylock, you seem to be in a good mood,” Murr grabs the wine glass served to him.
The bar was empty with the only souls there being Shylock and Murr. It wasn’t rare, even in the past Murr would come in right when Shylock was about to close.
“Fufu...A frequent customer of mine just got engaged,” he explains as he pours himself a glass of his own.
”Engaged? How interesting, if only i could be engaged to the moon~” Murr takes a sip of the wine as Shylock chuckles.
”Would you ever love anyone or anything more than the moon?” Shylock asked as Murr pauses. It was never really something Murr ever thought about. For years, the only thing he had ever love was the moon and the dream of ever reaching it.
”Nope~ The moon is my one true love! My soulmate!” Murr cheers as Shylock sighs.
”Do you plan on living your days as a lonely wizard..?” Shylock shoots another question at Murr. Now the purple haired wizard’s was groaning and thinking about an answer. A part of him wanted to reply with a ‘Yes’ but he also never wanted to be lonely for eternity.
“Nope! No matter what you’re always here with me~ Even if the Sage leaves, if the other wizards leave and even if Chloe and Rustica leave, I know you’ll never leave!” Murr answers with a wide grin on his face.
Shylock face turns red as he heard Murr’s reply, “And how would you know I’ll never leave you?” It was a obvious answer, and he hoped that Murr knew what it was.
“Because....” Murr thinks to himself for a bit before growling in annoyance. “Ah yes! It’s because you love me!” Murr hums as Shylock sighs in relief.
He takes a quick glance at the wizard sitting front of him who was playing with his drink before asking him a final question, “Murr, do you know what love feels like?”
Murr pauses, fiddling with his drink even more, ‘Wah~ Shylock why do you always ask me hard questions....’ he thinks to himself before sitting up confidently with an answer.
“It’s this warm flustered feeling in my heart! I think? I dunno...But it happens when I’m with you! and the moon..It’s like me and the mo- you!” Murr replied, his confident posture did not match the tone of uncertainty in his voice.
“Fufu...” Shylock blows on his pipe before smiling at Murr, “You sure do have a sweet tongue sometimes..” The bartender leans closer as Murr smiles.
“I love you Murr,” Shylock whispers softly into his ears before returning to his spot behind the bar. Murr’s eyes lit up as he grins.
“I heard that ya know! I love you too Shylock!” He grins as he hops behind the counter giving Shylock a kiss.
“Does that mean you’re my moon?”
“Of course Murr.”