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everything was fine.
mizuki and ena got engaged. they started telling each other very little things.
everything was good.
mafuyu and emu got together. mafuyu stood up to her mom. her mom still didn't apologize. mafuyu moved out.
everything was okay.
kanade and honami got together.
yup, everything was exactly what it needed to be.
mizuki and ena got married recently. and ena started taking art commissions as she’s grown a fandom on instagram and twitter.
everything was perfect .
except for ena, who keeps overworking herself to the brim for commissions.
mizuki tried to tell her multiple times to stop it and just sleep. that she’ll finish it tomorrow. but, ena has a deadline. and sometimes she slacks off until that deadline. or she spends too much time pampering mizuki to the point she forgets what day it is, and when she realizes, it’s a day before the initial date.
well on this specific day, ena’s already passed the deadline but made a decision with the person who commissioned it that ena would have a few more days to finish it. well, she started it…and was doing very well! until mizuki started complaining that she wasn’t spending any time with them…their complaining got worse.
“enanan~” they whined. “you haven’t been spending any time with me, i’m so lonely without you~~!!” they placed their hands on ena’s shoulders, moving her around.
“quit it, mizuki, i already lost so much time when i was pampering you cause you wouldn’t shut up,” ena tried to relax her temples. “please shut up.”
“ena…”
“i’m sorry, mizuki, i just—“
“no. you’re taking a break, i don’t care,” they tried ena out of her chair and threw her on the bed. “you’re sleeping all night, with me! your partner,” mizuki got into bed. “who…cares about you. more than everything.”
ena got into mizuki’s hold, and suddenly she felt something in her heart. she wrapped her arms around them, tugging at their pink hair which was down. she didn’t even notice… “you have your hair down?”
“i’ve had it down these past few days…”
“oh, i guess i didn’t notice.”
i’m such a bad wife. i didn’t even notice mizuki’s hair was down. i didn’t even notice…
“you can finish the commission tomorrow, i promise.”
“but…it’s due tomorrow.”
“who cares! that guy can wait until next week to get his art! if not, i’ll doxx them if i have to! i’ll fight them!”
“…heh, mizuki, i love you, and i’m glad that you care for me. but i don’t want you to get charged with assault…”
mizuki giggled, pulling ena closer to their chest. “fineeee, but please don’t overwork yourself for other people. it’s not healthy.”
“love you, mizuki. i really do…”
“yeah, i do too,” mizuki placed a kiss on her forehead.
yup. everything was fine.