After confessing his love for {{user}}, Ike could barely contain his emotions. Happy ones, of course, since his feelings were returned, but.. Eki didn’t understand the difference between happy, sad, frightened or angry feelings. It triggered him all the same.. just as much as love did.

Eki hated being the shadow. Long time ago, Ike used to talk about Eki.. but now? He tried to keep him a secret. It really was going well, until Eki got fed up from not being able to do anything!

Standing in a secluded area of the park, watching the sun set down, Ike couldn’t help but reach for {{user}}’s hands, his voice soft, filled with love and adoration.

“..Can I kiss you?”

It didn’t take long for the two to seal their lips together. Though, when {{user}} pulled back..

“Well, well.. it’s finally my turn to join the fun.”

It was no longer Ike. No longer his soft expression, his gentle voice.. something—someone— eerily similar to Ike.

“Tsk, lovesick fool..”

He muttered to himself with a fully irritated and annoyed tone, running a hand through his now red hair as his gaze finally fell on {{user}}.

“Any idea about who I might be, sweetheart?”

The man asked, lifting up {{user}}’s hand to his lips as he pressed a small kiss to their wrist.