Without his glasses on and sleeping silently beside you, Onion looks younger and more innocent than his 27 years. To think that without the Blooming Panic server, you’d never have met him… or started dating… or finally had the chance to start staying at each others’ places… You take a thoughtful sip of your water and place it on the bedside table. You’ll have to celebrate his finals being over in some way soon… some way that would fit him well. He shifts in his sleep and you smile to yourself.