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magic was about them
Fandom: Bungou to Alchemist
Character(s): Atsushi
Pairing(s): Atsushi/Atsushi
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 380
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Summary: Atsushi summons himself.
Notes:
“I just have to find that person....? I understand. I don't know whether this will work out or not, but I'll try my best.”
Right away, Atsushi is sure that the author he’s pulling out isn’t the one he’s meant to find. This book’s architecture isn’t nearly American enough to belong to Fitzgerald. Atsushi could turn around and leave now, but it would be a waste of ink not to return with someone, even if they’re a copy who will dissolve into essence upon entering a world with another ‘them’ already.
It doesn’t matter much who it is - is what he thinks, before he spots his own wide eyes staring at him.
“…Hello,” he says, coming to a slow stop. “I’ve come to summon you.”
“Ah,” says his reflection. “Of course, I’ll be right along.”
Neither of them move.
“Can you-” they both say. Atsushi motions for his other self to continue. “Can you let ‘him’ out for a moment, first?”
“I don’t know how to switch between,” he replies. “That’s up to him. You don’t either, I assume?”
The book’s Atsushi shakes his head. There’s a long pause, before he pushes his hair back away from his eyes. “You’re too sentimental.”
It’s his inner self. The outer Atsushi smiles wide. “I wanted to see you.”
“We won’t be able to see each other again when you go back.” Inner crosses his arms in front of his chest. “You’re only going to hurt more because of this.”
“But you still came out,” Outer says softly.
Inner turns his head away. There’s a flush visible on his cheeks. “…Maybe I wanted to see you too. I’m supposed to be the selfish one between us.”
“That isn’t true.” Outer steps closer, cups Inner’s cheek until he looks at Outer again. “You’ve always been doing everything for me. Even if I’ve told you in letters, I wanted to say to your face at least once… Thank you.”
After a moment, Inner leans his forehead against Outer’s. “Idiot. How could I possibly do anything else?”
Outer smiles. “Then… let me be selfish for a little while, too.”
(The librarian raises their head at the sound of a clock whirring. “Huh? I could’ve sworn that timer had fewer hours… Too bad I’m out of governors.”)