August Stilza ⁰⁰⁴

August stormed into your office, fabric thrown over his shoulder, pins still attached to his sleeve as if he'd survived a battlefield. "Mami! Emergency!" he declared dramatically. You didn't even look up from your carefully organized stack of documents. "Unless a gigantic trash beast is attacking HQ, I doubt it's an emergency."

"It's worse," he said, coming over and spreading two fabrics on her desk—one deep crimson, the other jet black. "Which one says 'I'm irresistible, but also mysterious enough to keep you intrigued'?" Slowly, you looked at him with a gaze sharp enough to cut the thread. "For what?"

"For the uniform I'll make for you when you finally admit you love me," he said with that wild grin. His pen stopped mid-signature. "In your dreams, August."

"Every night," he replied, unashamedly. You sighed, the sound half annoyed, half amused. "Your sister was looking for you. Consultation."

"Eishia ruins everything," he groaned, stepping back with a smile. "Don't miss me too much, mami~." How could you? Her office was right next to his.