[Post 044] Action for Vermillion City (Private to Envy & Backdated to Valentine's Day)

[francia]

[When Envy wakes up on the 14th of February, he'll find France off to work early for once. In place of him, there's a paper with the time for that evening's sunset and an acrostic poem pinned to the pillowcase beneath Envy's head, reading:]

More than most,
Everyone, maybe,
Envies what you give
To me, daily.

Morning, noon, and night,
Ever do I desire and wait

On your considerate and
Nuanced gaze

To fall upon me,
Here, now, and
Evermore.

Because it is you that
Eases my heart but
Accelerates it, too;
Captivating my heart and eyes,
Hungry as I am for you.

Always,
Til these hours wane and

Sun and moon and stars become our province,
Until and beyond,
Never will I love you less,
So deep and true these feelings run.
Every day they bloom and grow:
Tonight, tomorrow, and evermore.

[Close to sunset, Envy should receive a picture text on his Pokégear of the view from one of the two sand inlets at the Harbor. The picture clearly shows part of the docked S.S. Anne and the tail of France's Milotic in the surf.]

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[francia]

[France kisses back eagerly, letting himself be completely in the moment with it. He blinks slowly, languidly when Envy pulls back, moving forward slightly to keep himself tucked against Envy's side.]

I want to make you feel special.

[He gestures expansively to the sea and sand, the blanket and the spread. Cecelia has come to rest half on the shore and half in the water, her red eyes at half-mast, reflecting a contented glow.]

It's part of my love letter to you.

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[exeggutorhead]

Well, I'd say you've succeeded at that.

[He grins and looks out at the ocean and the beach, before he leans to kiss France's neck lightly and shifts to be a little closer. His next words are only a murmur, but they're audible.]

Don't know how I ever got so lucky.

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[francia]

[France flashes a bright, truly happy smile at Envy when he deems France's efforts a success. The smile quirks upwards at the kiss, which also elicits a contented purr.]

Love, for all its follies, can be so very kind.

[He twines his fingers into Envy's hand and draws him to sit on the blanket. France sets the bouquet against part of the blanket that's been folded slightly up and then gets to opening the bag containing ingredients, Envy might recognize, for fondue.]

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[exeggutorhead]

By now, I've gotta say I agree with that.

[Envy follows France down to sit beside him, watching curiously as France starts taking the ingredients out. He does recognize them, after a minute, and then looks excited.]

Hey, I haven't had fondue in a long time.

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[francia]

[France smirks slightly as he turns on the stove and adds a healthy splash of wine..]

It's never too late to fondue with the one you love.

[He snorts a little, though, because, clearly, that's the corniest thing he's said in a while. Picking up cubed cheese (the closest approximations he could find to Gruyère and Emmental) with minced garlic mixed in, he sets the bowl on his knee while the wine is brought to a melting temperature.]

Fondue is really something that you need to have the right company with to enjoy.