Her care, her understanding of the thing he needs more than anything is still there. She has always been perfect to him, but each day she seems to only get even more so. Those eyes of his reach the end of the letter and are just a little more glossy than they were when he started.
This he places lastly near the other things before he checks the room to be sure it looks as painfully romantic as possible so he can go and get her from the balcony. He places this small treasure beside the snack box on the bed and then goes to reach under his pillows to find the non-descript white envelope he hid there in the case. He smiles at the little box thinking of the little flurry of golden charms that hang off the end of it a sun, a moon, a heart, and a golden flower before the end tail up in a swirl. Around the shiny top are gold and red colors in the motif of the rising sun to greet the sleepy earth below and inside lies a custom-made hair stick. Setting it down in the center of the bed he then races to the closet and goes to his drawer to rummage around among the socks and things to find the more slender black lacquered rectangle box. The pink and red flowers petals from cherry blossoms, red roses, and even redder spider lilies go fluttering down as he tosses them over the bedding before diving down onto the floor to reach under the bed and grab the box with her favorite snacks from Japan inside it. “At last!” he declares in a whisper to the room as he quickly makes the bed back up– the way she likes it- and then moves swiftly through the motions of setting up his little surprise for her. Only when he is sure she is preoccupied with the rising of the sun ritual that she does in her private morning time does Eros spring from the bed again.
He’ll pay for this later in being so so sleepy but it will be worth it in every way. His pink hair lays in soft fanned out feathers over his face as he lays there and pretends to be asleep even as he hears the sounds of his wife moving around and artfully arranging the little gift that she has for him on the little nightstand on his side, just so he keeps the act up later on. Today, Eros has been up for hours and hours already.
It might have even been the smell of coffee from the kitchen and the humming from his wife that he loves so much that lured him from shucking the warm blankets in favor of finding her even warmer smile. Where it any other day it would have been the sun streaming through the thin curtains glowing pink that slowly woke him from his sleep.
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