week four | match ceremony

[marriagebroker]

Tonight, they're back at the courtyard for the fourth and final time. Nothing has changed too drastically decor wise, there are still lanterns abound and a table full of food and drink. There is also now a third couch near the special couches for Messmer and Odile, if they so choose to sit there. But again, you do you! Wei Wuxian is certainly not going to stop you.

Speaking of that guy, he's here and dressed to impress again. He's looking snazzy. He's waiting for everyone to arrive, watching as they do and grinning broadly all the while. Then when everyone arrives, he clears his throat and begins to speak.

"You all have achieved three of the eight lights you need to win the game. With the match of Messmer and Odile, you only have to light up five lights tonight to succeed. Let's hope you pick right, huh?"

But he has complete faith in everyone! So, let's get this show on the road.

"Team Wangji, you're up."

Comments

[phenomerom]

[ You know, by this point, maybe he should have seen that coming? Edamura does seem to like stealing his kisses in unexpected fashion, after all. Maybe he should have learned to brace himself for this.

But once more he's caught off-guard by that decisive action, and once more, there's a swell of excitement and warmth in his chest so strong that he almost can't contain it. He'd briefly stiffened in surprise, eyes widening in an owlish blink, and then the kiss is over, too quick for him to return it.

He can't just let it end at that, can he?

Rom's not bold enough for a second kiss, but he does surge forward to pull Edamura into a full embrace, arms wrapped tight around him so he has no escape. And while it's not as overt as a kiss, it's probably just as meaningful for the two of them when he bumps foreheads with Edamura, nuzzling him for just a moment. When he pulls back, there's another glimpse of that rare, exuberant smile. ]

That's scandalous, Makoto-san! In front of all the cameras ...

[ He's joking, of course. His arms squeeze tight around Edamura just once more before letting go. ]

Shall we lock in?

[ordimame]

[urk-- Edamura rocks back with the force of that embrace, heels digging into the ground so it doesn't. . . you know. completely bowl him over. and while it isn't another kiss, Edamura has learned by now exactly how Rom prefers expresses physical affection. a little bump of their foreheads, a small, catlike nuzzle. . . that warms him just as much as another kiss might have]

[the hug is over too soon-- just like the kiss preceding it-- though Edamura can't complain too much. it's. . . nice, to see Rom smile like that. open. honest. nothing holding him back]

Yeah, yeah. . . we should.

[a small, breathless laugh]

Can't keep everyone waiting on us, can we?