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[ tadashi is coming onboard their lavishly private jet, which is empty of all staff save for the first and second pilot and the head steward who's minding his own business and savvy enough not to be curious.

the collar around his throat is snug, tucked under his tie, chafing gently whenever he moves. making his way to the private room of the plane after ensuring that everything is in order, and that the flight is slated for takeoff soon, he sends his last instructions and texts before entering.

it's anticipation that thrums warmly under his skin, his love and affection for the man waiting within that keeps him going -- a year is a long time and yet not at all, not when it comes to spending it learning ainosuke anew, setting new expectations and paths, growing with each other. ainosuke is his master, his soulmate, the light of his life, and tadashi is in high spirits, already loosening the tie at his neck. ]

Ainosuke-sama. I've already made all the arrangements for the other side. We shouldn't be disturbed until our arrival.