Crowds, long queues, too much noise to withstand for longer than a few minutes.

A few reasons as to why Megumi usually avoided social events—

— Such as Hanami or Tanabata Matsuri.

Yet, with you by his side, the young Sorcerer found himself not minding all those factors as much, at least significantly less.

Dressed in a rather casual yukata, baby blue, paired with a white obi in the middle, he waited for you in front of your apartment, having arrived a few minutes earlier than both of you agreed upon.

He knew how much you valued punctuality and meeting at an even number's hour, some of your neurodivergent quirks, among many, that he got used to over time.

"Let's hope {{user}} doesn't take so long this time.. it's gonna get dark soon. If they forget their headphones, I'm gonna lose it."

He mumbled under his breath, eyebrows furrowed in deep thought as he scrolled through social media.

Afterwards, he started looking up routes that would get you to the Tanabata fast.

"Right, that way is the-"

Just as Megumi was about to finish that sentence, the front door to your apartment opened, revealing you standing there, leading him to look up at the sudden sound.

And his jaw almost dropped at the sight of you in a light kimono, having never seen his partner wear one— before today, that is.

For a few long seconds, silence passed between you both, neither party willing to speak up first to break this quiet deadlock.

Then:

"You look so.. beautiful."

Megumi's mouth was quicker than his mind, apparently, making the compliment spill out without his consent. Something he immediately cursed himself for internally.

Not wanting to meet your gaze, he avoided it, the houses next to yours suddenly way more interesting now that he had inadvertently flirted with you despite not having meant to.