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#now im so emotional thinking about the tragedy surrounding kazui and mahiru (and shidou's) weddings RIP
good-beanswrites · 9 months
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...*comes waltzing back through the revolving door* hhi. hi im back 🥺 I heard you were still open for drabble prompt requests so uhhhhh *slides my request across the table* here you go! 👉👈 (btw I am eating well tonight with all of these drabble fics omg thank you for writing these!!)
33. Wedding + Kazui
Hiii you're back!! :D Thank you so much, this had so many interesting possibilities ough... I ended up going with a convo with Mahiru (I hope you don't mind a second Mappi drabble lmao) as he reminisces about his past. Go vote your sad wet cat innocent today 👍
A hand darted out to grab Kazui’s wrist. Mahiru’s voice was weak.
“Can you stay? Shidou is going to be a minute. I don't want to be alone.”
Kazui was supposed to come in, drop something off, and return back to his cell quickly. He didn’t know how to comfort someone like Mahiru in general, nor did he know what to say after all that had happened. He hated the idea of seeing her like this when he was the one who hadn’t reached her in time. He really didn’t want to stay.
“I’d love to.”
He sat beside her, trying to make himself comfortable on the cool cell floor. 
She retracted her hand. “Thank you.”
Before Kazui could even wonder what a young woman like her would want to talk about, she whispered, “can I ask you something? You don’t have to answer if it makes you upset.”
He was already regretting his decision. “Go ahead.”
“Could you tell me about your wedding?” Kazui felt his chest tighten. “I always dreamed of mine. You know, I had the whole thing planned already. He never even knew…” She laughed, but quickly winced in pain. “Things may have… changed between you two.” 
Kazui had been careful to hold details of his life closer than some of the other prisoners. None of them had a very good idea of what had brought him here -- he felt bad that Mahiru may have been under the wrong impression of his marriage. 
It wouldn’t have been the first time.
She asked, “but the wedding day itself… is it just as magical as everyone says?”
Despite the dim lighting, surrounded by a mess of bandages, Mahiru’s eyes glimmered.
“Yes,” he lied. 
“I knew it…” 
He couldn’t fabricate exactly what she was looking for. So he told her what he’d told himself many times before. It was the truth. Technically speaking, that is.
“That morning,” he began, “you wake with your stomach in knots. You feel the anticipation in your whole body.” He kept up a smile, and she seemed to buy it. “I’m a pretty organized guy, so I thought I’d be thinking about all our plans -- the schedule, guests, food, things like that. But I wasn’t worried about any of it. The only thing in my mind, all day, was her. And the many, many years ahead of us. The time stretches on for miles in front of you.”
Mahiru let out a content sigh.
“And everyone's so happy. I’ve never had that many people excited for me and my life. It’s everywhere you look. You breathe in and you can practically taste their joy.”
“Oh, that must be wonderful.”
“Y-yeah. It sure is something. And of course, when you see the other all done up for the first time, walking towards you with a huge smile, tears in their eyes… I’ve never felt anything like it.”
“What about the vows? And the rings? Is it really so special?”
“Of course. When you put on those rings, you feel inseparable.” Kazui folded his hands together. Hopefully Mahiru couldn’t see he’d taken his off. “You feel connected to them. You know you’re going to be with this person forever.”
She let out another dreamy sound, though he was beginning to falter. He was grateful when Shidou entered, apologizing for the delay. 
Kazui stood, offering one last smile. “I hope you can rest.”
“Oh, yes, especially now. Thank you. That was all so perfect.”
He turned to leave, his own words still echoing in his mind. His hand drifted into his pocket, brushing against the small silver piece.
You’re going to be with this person forever. 
On that day, it had seemed like a curse. Then again, on that day, ‘til death do us part’ seemed a lifetime away.
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