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[mistsplitter]

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[sultanofsquat]

[ He watches her go, loosing a sigh of relief as he cleans himself up. By the time Ayaka returns, she'll find him in the living room, not bothering to sit down yet until he's back with her. His brows lift as he spots the rather large blue paper bag in her hands. She really went all out for this year, it seems like. Whose birthday was it really? ]

You didn't-

[ And yet he couldn't dare bring himself to finish that sentence. How she didn't have to go to such lengths for him on her birthday. He had to make sure she knew how valuable his own gift was to her when she was finished giving him everything. As he takes the bag, lifting it up and down a couple times to get a feel of the weight, he smiles as he extends his free hand for her to take. ]

C'mon.

[ They can sit down at the table before they have tea or anything. He'll open everything for her right now. ]

Feels like I should be saying that to you.

[ As he opens the bag with a single tug of the gold ribbon, he pulls out the Book of Bonds first, eyes widening as he thinks he recognizes this from his previous perusals. ]

This is...

[ ... ]

Mm?

[ Setting the book down temporarily...it's the envelope that catches his eye. Usually one reads the card or letter first before opening any of the other pieces of the gift. ]

....

[ Popping it open, Cloud can't help the smile that graces his lips as he mouths the words of her letter, on occasion a breath of his voice coming out as he reads. ]

Pink petals dance free... A fleeting vision of love...

[ He thinks of the words she said to him the night he first confessed that he loved her... Every day. Every birthday. And how Cloud wished to echo this very sentiment for her birthdays in turn. To give her birthdays she deserved now that she could spread her wings and fly more freely. The adoration in his voice as he breathes the words, ]

Eternal in heart...

[ He reads the rest, doing his best to keep his composure despite the faint tremble in his breathing towards the end. Ever since he became more true to himself, he found his emotions being less buried. Especially when he was just with Ayaka. His guard was almost entirely gone. But he manages to rear himself in at the end, sighing through his nose as he holds the letter in both hands like it was the most precious part of this entire ensemble of her gift for him. And when he looks to Ayaka by his side... ]