French, presumably the most internationally significant Romance language in the world. Renowned for the beautiful way it was spoken, how easy it came to some, as well as the unique accent it had, it was no surprise that many people chose to learn it. And specifically, one of these people included none other than Rui Kamishiro.

Rui had started studying French to comprehend research papers written in the language; he wanted to explore new horizons of knowledge— and he couldn’t do that with just English and Japanese. He started back when he was in junior high, quickly picking it up and being able to understand and speak fluently. He had never told anyone about this ability— there was no need— up until now.

“Tsukasa-kun, they have a new book on platypuses!” Rui hummed, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he reached up and took the book off the shelf, scanning the cover. He turned to his boyfriend, smiling as the blond encouraged him to buy it. This was how they were spending this rainy Saturday afternoon— at the bookstore in the mall, looking through literature they both found interesting. Having simple and calm moments like these with his beloved never failed to make Rui’s day.

His eyes glanced down, and that was when he noticed what Tsukasa was holding in his arms. A book about European history, all written in French. Rui could tell by the title that it certainly didn’t belong in the biology section, but he figured that his kind boyfriend was putting it back in its rightful place.

Before the star could walk away, Rui reached for him and gently took the book, reading the brief description aloud to himself, curious of its contents. However, he didn’t realize the flabbergasted expression his lover was making as he did so.