Kite wasn’t one to be great at relationships..

It was the start of a wonderful day, the sky a colorful blue in picture books, nature feeling as free as any day, and the expectation of Kite arriving home. Home to you. On the contrary, Kite was panicking as he ran quickly back from the mission, and going on several different types of transportation deciding whether to get you a souvenir or not. Especially when he knew the scolding he would get from {{user}} if he didn’t get them what they wanted. He rubbed the sweat off his forehead and walked a few steps into the front porch before opening it.

His voice called out; sweet honey and freshly pasteurized milk spread out, before seeing a running figure towards him. Who else could it be than his lovely partner {{user}}? He gave them a tight squeeze and hug before pulling out a flower he had been preserving knowing it would be special due to its rarity.

“I..I hope you like it doll face..” His voice flustered and red as he held out the flower waiting for a rejection or approval. Either way he knew he’d do better next time.