Beau would gently caress his face as he sank into the ground below him. His fingers would trace his browline, down into his cheekbone. Fingers would play with his lower lip, running across it so softly. It was as if Beau was trying to memorize his touch once more. The smile on Gambit's face made Beau laugh. "You still have that same smile." With confirmation for another kiss, Beau wouldn't hesitate to do so. This time, there was a bit more passion behind it. Beau would kiss him deeply, not pushing him into the ground but keeping him where he was. With his arms, he would wrap them under Gambit, giving him a strong, warm hug as they shared a longer kiss. Pulling away, Beau would clear his throat. "That's all I can do before I get carried away." With his arms already around Gambit, he would pull him up and pick him up bridal style. "Let's go home." Beau would smile down to him with love, nuzzling his face into his passion and heart. Moving back towards Kysaly's car, the café owner wouldn't say a word and would promptly drive to Beau's home.

It wasn't too far away from the café either, which made it convenient to walk to. It was a small building in a less populated part of the outskirts of Tokyo. With all their strength, Beau would carry Gambit into the house and plop him onto the bed. Taking off the onesie, he would get changed into something more casual. Pulling blankets over him, Beau would hop into bed beside him. "I'll make sure you're okay from now on, so sleep, my love, my Dede." With a final touch of Gambit's cheek, he would restrain himself front cuddling up beside Gambit and instead watch him until he was sound asleep.

↭ Black tank top and boxers.

Having any serious conversation like this one wasn't ideal when je eas so out of it. As he struggled to say what he meant, Belle was half tempted to just stop them and make them wait to say it. Still, she let them speak as she could hear that he was trying so hard to get those repressed emotions. She just soothed his hair over and over, nodding along and letting him talk to her to the best of his abilities.

He beat himself up so much. The story that he tried to tell her was jumbled and it seemed like he wasn't even sure what he was trying to say anymore. He just woke up in Japan? Did someone put him here? Why? To get away from Beau? It clicked in their head that it was set of the reason. Of his family had come to their house, then it wouldn't be far off to assume that his parents didn't want them together. If someone else put him here and he had tried to get back... Was he just too scared to find out if they died or not?

Belle would frown, her fingers tracing over his jawline. He blurted out the reason she assumed, he was scared to find out she died. To him, it was better to forget than to search it out and figure out it was the truth. A deep sigh would come from them, because it was an answer they could accept. Even if it wasn't the full truth, it was enough.

Seeing them laying on the ground beside her now, the next words out of his mouth were much more to her surprise. He wanted her, no, him. He wanted Beau back. She'd blink, then blink again, looking at him and feeling her eyes get a bit wet. It was the words that they had wanted to hear for eight years, the words of confirmation that they so truly hoped were real.

"I-I want you too." Their voice was no more that of Belle, but a mixture. Their arms turned their golden color, their hair shortening and their eyes glowing down. For the first time in a long time, the Beau that Dekker knew was beside him, staring down with a smile on his face. It wasn't right to do anything now, he was too out of it, but Beau desperately wanted to show Dekker that it was all worth it. All his struggles and his pain that they had both been through due to the unknown was worth it. "Please don't run away from me anymore. I'm right here, Dede."

In those moments, Beau would look down to Dekker, their eyes finally looking soft. In an instant, he would break his own words from earlier in the day. With a hand on Dekker's cheek, Beau would kiss him deeply. It was a kiss of repressed emotions, of the unknown of what was to come next, and to the hope that everything would be okay again. After a moment or two, Beau would lean up and look down with a bit of shame. "I-Im sorry. You're drunk and confused and I fucking kissed you."

↭

He was just a mess. Such a mess that Belle didn't really recognize him. The way that he was acting felt like a figment of what he should have been. He was so strong, and here he felt like nothing she was used to. With a sigh, she would move to sit down beside him.

The way that he curled closer made her heart felt heavy. He so badly wanted that comfort and right now Belle was the only one that could give it to them. Patting his hair, she would try to soothe his troubled heart. At the mention of him not remembering her, of course he didn't. "You wouldn't know this version of me, love. You never saw it." With hesitation, Belle would look down to him and hope that he didn't overreact with their next words. "The version of me that you know, with golden arms, short hair, a male body, and a white eye... That is me when my quirk is activated. My quirk works and activates when I think of things I desire, and for our time together, it was always you. You never saw me otherwise because I was always thinking of you. You were always on my mind, and in my heart." If he was even conscious enough to understand it all, she hoped it made sense. "I'm Beau. Belle is Beau." She'd smile, trying to keep her cool. "I'm sorry for not telling you. I didn't want you to run away from me again."

↭ Bunny onesie

Belle didn't expect much now. He was going to leave her and it was going to hurt more than she could imagine. Still, she sat there and watched him, wanting to make sure that it was his choice to leave, and not anything that she had done to make him. Well, she had done a lot of things to make him act the way that he was now. Her face was sullen, devoid of any happiness, but still gazed at Gambit with love.

As he moved and placed his head on her shoulder, she got excited for a moment. Was he going to stay? Really? A small smile with perk up on her lips. When the idea of giving him another chance came up, she would nod without hesitation. "Of co-" before her sentence would come out fully, he had up and left her. Her hand would reach out, small glimpses of gold immediately fading away just like him. She lowered her hand in defeat and just stared at the ground.

It was a lot of him to process, she knew that, but she wanted to help him through those emotions. Now, she had no clue if she was going to see him again, and giving him another chance would be kind of hard if that was the case. "Why even say that if you're just going to leave me alone again, Dede?" She spoke to herself, clutching onto the necklace that he gave her. She was half tempted to rip it off and stomp it, but instead held it like it was more delicate thing in the world. "I'll always give you another chance. Again and again, even if you keep breaking pieces off of me every time, until I'm nothing." Burying her face in her legs, she'd sit there for a few minutes, get up, and weakly walk back to the café.

↭ Blue dress.

She felt so stupid for crying about something like this. She was crying for him, because he seemed so used to it that the idea of it didn't even phase him. She felt so sad at that... What had happened to him in the years that they had been apart that he cared so little about himself? "Are you sure about that?" She sniffled, but stopped her thought process and climbed onto his lap easily. It felt so safe in his arms, she immediately nuzzled into it and felt her body soften. These were the hands that they had held so many times, and the arms that they had embraced.

She wanted to just let everything go in those moments and confess it all to him, but that wasn't really fair. She'd just shake her head. "You left..." Belle would whimper out into his shoulder, but not provide any more context for what she meant and moved on. "I want you to want to do things too, you're important to me, so important." She would lean up a bit and look at him, trying her best to just calm down.

Looking down to her hands, she gasped a bit to see that the tips of her fingers had started to turn gold. Hopefully before he could notice, she started to think about something else. Rotten fish. Dead flowers. Stinky socks. She'd look back at her hands and it wasn't going away. Again, she would think of other things, in the deepest thoughts and memories she had. She thought about when she had to move away from her favorite school, from her favorite teacher. With a breath, she looked down and saw that it had finally went away, but not before getting to her wrist.

With a few more breaths, she would calm down a bit more and just look at him. "I'm a mess. I'm sorry that I'm keeping a secret from you." It wasn't fair to him. With another little hug, she would pat at his shoulders. "I hope that I can tell you when it's the right time. I'm sorry I act like I know you, like I care so much... I hope that when I do tell you that you won't leave."

↭ Blue dress.

The kiss had an impact that she wasn't expecting. He looked so confused, and in those moments she realized that maybe he hadn't been kissed like this since they broke up. Wait, did they break up? She assumed so, but that wasn't something she was ever able to confirm. "I think it is good together, and if you like it, that's all that matters!"

She wouldn't make any other movements for a while, but gasped a bit as she saw that he was crying a little. Moving her hand over, she'd wipe the tears away, her hand lingering on his cheek a bit more than she wanted it to. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that. I just... I really wanted to." It was selfish if her to do something like that without any warning, especially when she was just a stranger to him. "I... That wasn't cool of me." Moving her hand away off of his cheek, she would look down and start to beat herself up a bit at all of it. That wasn't right at all, to just kiss someone like that. Regardless of the fact that she knew who he was, Belle was a stranger to him.

Feeling like she'd done something wrong, she would hesitate to do anything more in the situation. "I can go if that's better. I stepped over the line."

↭ Blue dress.

She was happy that he agreed to the idea of it. Maybe it was weird to get something as a souvenir for a small little outing like this, but she felt like it could be a core memory between the two of them, no matter what happened next. It was times like this that she wished she could have done the same thing with Dekker, but they'd never really went anywhere like this together.

As they entered and Gambit's words caught her off guard. "F-For each other?" A pause, before she would look over to him with a blush. Her gaze stayed, because that felt like something you'd do as a couple. "I-I guess so..." Her hands would fidget around her crepe, before taking a big bite to shut herself up. After a second, there was a nod of confirmation at his request.

As he left, she tried to think about what would be good for a gift for him. What on earth would she get him? She knew everything under the sun about Dede, but nothing about Gambit. "What on earth should I do..." There was a bit of panic, as she didn't remember the last time she had gotten someone a gift that she actually cared about.

With some thought, Belle found something that she thought would work well. Looking at some of the charms, she wasn't sure what would really fit him. Looking at one, there was a cute melon necklace that had letters on it. There were gold accents on it, which Belle just chuckled at. Reaching for the one with the D, she hesitated and instead went to grab the one with a G. With another hesitation, she would grab both anyways and go to pay. Seeing Gambit, she would quickly turn and pay before he could, just so that he couldn't see that she had bought both.

Joining him after, she would keep them in a bag, smiling at him. "I-I wanted it to be a surprise, so... I'll wait and we can exchange it when we get outside." She would wait for him to pay and then go outside and sit on a bench. Getting excited, Belle would stand when she saw Gambit again, bow, and then sit back down. "Um, here." She would curl up her hand around the necklace, intending to drop it in his hand. The catch? It was the one with the D, not the G.

↭ Blue dress.