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The sound of Specs's shoes hitting the grassy ground was probably the only sound for half a mile.
He hummed softly as he walked, the city park wasn't much, the most interesting view must have been the tops of buildings that he could make out in the distance.
As he made his way to the shadow of a nearby tree, he could feel a pair of hands wrap around his waist.
Before he could yelp, the light scent of fried food and very expensive cologne enveloped him, and he leaned in to the touch, “Hello, Emp.”
“Hello, darling.”
Specs sighed, almost as dramatically as Emperor would, as he tilted his head onto his shoulder, “You're lucky no one can see us…”
…
“...indeed.”
Specs pulled away and reached for Emperor's hand, “It's cold over here,” he complained, already dragging him up a slightly elevated hill and taking a seat on the grass. “So, how have you-”
Specs let out a muffled grunt as Emperor hugged him tightly and pulled the two to lay on the ground, tucking his head onto Specs's chest as he used the back of his hands to steady his head.
“You look absolutely stunning, Specs…” he muttered as he looked the blue inkling in the eyes, savoring the way the light hit them. He then draped one hand onto Spec's chest and one onto his back, burying his face into the other man.
Specs inhaled, it had been a long week of battles and strategies, but now he was getting a break from it all, and it was with his favorite person…
He pressed a kiss to Emperor's forehead, “you're so extra, Emper-”
The small gesture had prompted Emperor to start excitedly kissing Specs.
Specs let out a startled noise to the new weight on the lips but quickly leaned into it.
…
…
…
They had been there for awhile, conversing about various things and topics, just lying together on the grass.
Emperor paused for a long time, leaving the only sound to be the crickets that chipped in the distance every now and then, before he asked the dreaded question…
“When can we tell people about us?”
Specs pressed his lips, “What ‘us'?” he responded, almost completely apathetically.
“Specs-”
Specs tilted his head back to the grass and looked away, “There's nothing to tell.”
Emperor opened his mouth a couple times before finally speaking again, “You're my partner, that's what there is to tell.”
Specs's eyes widened a bit, but looking completely away, “People don't want to hear that, Emp.”
He recoiled, “E-...excuse m-?”.
“God, Emperor, THINK. Actually THINK about that-”
“I HAVE! I HAVE, SPECS.”
Specs looked back to face Emperor's hurt expression. His lip trembled and his breath came in ragged puffs. He looked like he wanted to cry, but Specs KNEW he couldn't back down, could he?
Really, the thought of EMPEROR. EMPEROR!- Being with… him?
Nobody wants to hear that.
And he didn't want people to remind him how much better Emperor could do. Should do.
…
“Clearly, not enough.”
“...”
Specs cocked his head away, he didn't want to meet Emperor's gaze again. He couldn't do it.
“I don't know how I can think of us more, Specs…”
That's it. THAT'S IT.
HE CAN'T BE SERIOUS! HE CANNOT BE! IS THIS A JOKE?? IS HE INSANE?? AM I INSANE??
“I told you, there is. no. US!”
“STOP IT! STOP SAYING THAT!” Tears pricked the corners of his eyes, “THERE IS A ‘US’, SPECS.” His breath hitched, and he dropped to his knees besides Specs, pressing his forehead into the crook of Specs's neck, “Tell me there's an ‘us’, Specs, just tell me, say it…” his words came out with muffled sobs breaking at every two words…
“...Why would you want that, Emperor.”
“B-because I LOVE you Specs-”
He…
He what?!!??
…
“I love everything about you, I love how you adjust your glasses and the way you lead your team and the way you tilt your head up when I compliment you-” his words all blurred together in a loud wail as he sobbed into his shoulder, his voice came in a hoarse whisper as he asked, “just say we're something, Specs, tell me I'm your partner, tell me and I'll tell the world, Specs…”
He… He thinks all that of me?
Him?
And…
And he…
He…
He loves me?!
…
…And I love him back…
Specs pushed Emperor's chin up with his finger, and kissed him. As they embraced, Specs pulled away slightly, saying into Emperor's lips, “Who you telling first?”