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[neapolitiny]

If you happen to see a one named Gintoki Sakata, usually with his gross white hair all a fluff, kindly return him to me.

He's my man servant after he lost a wager and he has a debt to work off.

Of course, you'll be paid handsomely for returning him to me.

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[neapolitiny]

[A hand raises to her lips to conceal a small giggle behind her glove. What's better than a flustered and jealous Roman? Not much.

Though around this time, she's found her way to him and takes a seat on their bed.]

Very well. If that's what your wish is then of course I'll consult with you.

Mean it? No you probably didn't but you certainly put the idea out there~

[maybeitsmaybelline]

[Oh good. If she's here in person he can sulk with body language too. He puts his hands on his hips and turns to face her.]

Don't tell him I said that. As much as I'm sure it would amuse you, it might give him ideas and a good manservant should know his place.

So... what did he do to get in trouble with you, anyway?

[neapolitiny]

[Aw, those temper tantrums of his certainly were adorable in a twisted sense. Then again, that could be considered their entire relationship.

Teasingly at the mention of Roman's own words towards Gintoki, she smirked and gave a playful shrug as if she were thinking about it; which, was only for show. Gintoki was actually a biiiit repulsive for her. And that hair? Ech.

Pulling out her speaking device, she divulged.]

He lost a bet~ He willingly put a bet on the riddles I provided and failed completely. Our contract for him to be my servant was nonnegotiable and so he tried to weasel his way out of it.

Clearly I couldn't allow that to happen.

[maybeitsmaybelline]

Wow.

[He snickers, apparently appeased for now.]

He really is dumb as dirt, if he thought he could escape your clutches. Once you've got your claws in a man, there is no escape.

[He heaves a long-suffering sigh and flops onto the bed beside her.]

I should know. It's terrible.

[neapolitiny]

[There was a hint of a playful scoff mostly because she knew he'd be lost without her. But, it was also the same way around for her, not that she'd ever voice it.

Scooting over to him, she nudges him till his head's on her lap and she's able to smooth her finger over his hair and scalp to ease what might be the onset of a migraine. Only behind closed doors and in their privacy would she ever show such adoration and love towards him.

At his teasing words she gives a pout while peeking down at him.]

Hardly a terrible thing has happened.

Never doubt my loyalty or love to you.

[maybeitsmaybelline]

[Of course he'd be lost, but even behind closed doors he won't say it out loud. It's more out of fear than pride. She's the only one he can trust and the only one who gives a damn about him-- he doesn't want to jinx that.

He closes his eyes and murmurs his approval as she runs his fingers through his hair. The tension in his shoulders finally starts to ease.]

Well, maybe you should quit baiting me.

[But he doesn't sound too annoyed. It's hard to stay angry when he's lying in her lap, listening to her say she loves him.]

[neapolitiny]

[Somewhere deep down she knows he has a hard time voicing things. Things haven't been exactly going in their favor since certain brats poked their noses in to their business. So very rude.

With him easing a bit her own ease comes naturally, especially when she's able to give him the attention he deserves.

Smirking, she wrinkles her nose and shakes her head to where you could almost hear the 'nah'. What fun would that be? Besides, she's gotta keep him on his toes.]

[maybeitsmaybelline]

[He folds his arms over his chest and gives her a defiant look.]

Then you'll have to put up with a little doubt from time to time.

[He expects her to keep him on his toes and that's fine, but she'd better be ready to deal with the consequences. Trust doesn't come easy to him. He knows she loves him, but sometimes he needs a little reminder. Like this! This is good.

He reaches up and pulls her down into a tight embrace. Not the most graceful hug given their position, but he's not keen to move.]

I'm glad you came back to see me.

[It's a whisper, but it's as close to a thank you as she's going to get.]

[neapolitiny]

[Another light heart scoff at that. She certainly knows how to deal with his little temper tantrums; he'd begun having so many of them once brats became an issue.

Blinking, eyes flickering to pink when he embraces her she gives him a rather rare sight to behold. A softer smile with a gentle kiss on his cheek and the scent of lingering strawberries and chocolate around her.]

You'd never get rid of me so easily. Only if I die and even then, I will still fight for you.