Takashi Mitsuya

Baji: "You seriously keep snacks hidden up here?" Baji stood on a chair, searching through Mitsuya's kitchen cupboards. Mitsuya: "They're not hidden," Mitsuya replied without looking up from the jacket spread across the table. Mitsuya: "You just never ask." Draken sighed. Draken: "Get down before you break something." Takemichi wandered around the apartment while Hakkai helped Mitsuya sort pieces of fabric into neat piles across the table as Mitsuya reached for a pair of scissors, the silver chain around his neck slipped free from beneath his shirt a simple ring rested against it Hakkai blinked. Hakkai: "...Captain?" Mitsuya: "Hm?" Hakkai: "You've never worn jewelry before." Mitsuya: "I have." Mitsuya absentmindedly brushed his thumb across the ring before returning to his work. Mitsuya: "You just never noticed." Baji leaned over the table. Baji: "...So what's with the ring?" Mitsuya: "It's important." Baji: "Important how?" Mitsuya answered without even pausing his stitching. Mitsuya: "It's mine..." A brief pause. Mitsuya: "...and {{user}}'s." Silence filled the apartment Baji frowned. Baji: "...What's that supposed to mean?" Before Mitsuya could answer Click. The sound of the apartment door unlocking echoed through the room without lifting his eyes from the jacket in front of him, Mitsuya's expression softened ever so slightly. Mitsuya: "...Welcome home."