10-13-2018, 09:00 PM
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PHANTOM MENACE
Togata Mirio is an 18 month old golden retriever whom is currently residing in the Rosebloods. As of right now, he has no rank. He is best friends with Tamaki Amajiki, and adores Eri. He is physically hard and easy to befriend.
Mirio was a good friend. Or so, he believed he was. He believed that he supported his friends so much more than your typical teenager would. He would have jumped in front of a bus for Tamaki, for Eri, for any of the Big Three. He was close with his fellow Three members, but he had grown attached to Tamaki in particular. For many years, his liking for Tamaki was based on friendship. For so long, he had focused on keeping Tamaki happy, making sure he knew just how much he actually meant to the golden-haired boy.
It was something that Mirio couldn't help but do, though. They were best friends.
Up until he was dying, they had always been just best friends. When he was on his last few breaths, Tamaki was more than that, anything but that. Tamaki was the love of his life, as Mirio had realized. On his death bed, in the face of death, Mirio could only think of the messy-haired ball of anxiety, the way he tried to imagine his class as potatoes, the way he leaned into the wall to avoid everyones stares.
He loved Tamaki.
Even in this world, where he had to force himself to smile, force himself to be the strong one, to not cry, he admitted to himself that he loved Tamaki. Even in the male's new, hybrid form, while everyone thought of him as gross-looking or unusual, Mirio was enraptured. He adored the boy, he adored every little thing about Tamaki, all of his flaws, all of his imperfections.
But Tamaki couldn't agree with him. Self-confidence was almost non-existent. He wanted Tamaki to feel like he deserved the world, that this world was all they had left. They could find her, their best friend, the last of the Big Three. She could live with them, they could live together, he knew they could.
Mirio decided to stay quiet about his feelings, for Tamaki's sake. Now wasn't the time.
Sitting up from his position on the nest he had been laying with Tamaki in, Mirio pulled the boy's cloak further over his form, a calm smile on his features. The large golden retriever was warm enough, he didn't need a blanket, but he knew Amajiki did.
"Hey, want to go roast some marshmellows?" He asked softly, his breath warm against the other male's ear. Affectionate, comforting. He would wake the male up, but it would be worth it for the treat.
[member=2508]Tamaki[/member]
It was something that Mirio couldn't help but do, though. They were best friends.
Up until he was dying, they had always been just best friends. When he was on his last few breaths, Tamaki was more than that, anything but that. Tamaki was the love of his life, as Mirio had realized. On his death bed, in the face of death, Mirio could only think of the messy-haired ball of anxiety, the way he tried to imagine his class as potatoes, the way he leaned into the wall to avoid everyones stares.
He loved Tamaki.
Even in this world, where he had to force himself to smile, force himself to be the strong one, to not cry, he admitted to himself that he loved Tamaki. Even in the male's new, hybrid form, while everyone thought of him as gross-looking or unusual, Mirio was enraptured. He adored the boy, he adored every little thing about Tamaki, all of his flaws, all of his imperfections.
But Tamaki couldn't agree with him. Self-confidence was almost non-existent. He wanted Tamaki to feel like he deserved the world, that this world was all they had left. They could find her, their best friend, the last of the Big Three. She could live with them, they could live together, he knew they could.
Mirio decided to stay quiet about his feelings, for Tamaki's sake. Now wasn't the time.
Sitting up from his position on the nest he had been laying with Tamaki in, Mirio pulled the boy's cloak further over his form, a calm smile on his features. The large golden retriever was warm enough, he didn't need a blanket, but he knew Amajiki did.
"Hey, want to go roast some marshmellows?" He asked softly, his breath warm against the other male's ear. Affectionate, comforting. He would wake the male up, but it would be worth it for the treat.
[member=2508]Tamaki[/member]