Toy Fair

At some point between obsessively beading the perfect veil and harness set and passing out from the many back to back all nighters it took to finish it, Honey had sent an invitation to Amour to go to the Toy Fair. He couldn’t even remember reading or hearing about the fair and had absolutely no recollection of deciding to go, whether alone or with Amour. But he certainly wasn’t complaining about what his sleep deprived, overworked brain had decided because he loved going out with Amour. Plus he’d gotten an agreement text back already and no way would he ever cancel on his fellow workaholic. That was just begging for Amour to get too caught up for a break and Honey refused to consider how hypocritical the very thought coming from him was. So when the fateful day came, he got dressed in his most comfortable baby blue sundress and white thigh high stockings and accessorized with his beloved shawl for matching hair ribbons and pearls. No look of his was complete without them!

Honey grinned as he heard his doorbell ring, practically bouncing to the door to greet Amour with an affectionate hug and kiss to his cheek, outright giggling when he accidentally left behind a shiny lip print from the lip gloss he’d just applied. “Sorry!” He said, trying and failing to suppress his giggles even as he gently wiped the residue away. “There! All better!” His smile dropped into a pout and he huffed, cheeks puffed up cutely. “Amour! When was the last time you slept?” Amour had visible bags under his eye and Honey simply would not stand for it! Amour was simply too cute to have such a blemish!

“And when was the last time you slept? Before last night when you finally crashed.” A blush bloomed across Honey’s cheeks and his pout only grew.

“Touche. What gave me away?”

“The string of gibberish you sent me on what I’m assuming was your 50th straight hour awake.” Amour held his phone up with a smirk and Honey glared at the message that frankly even he couldn’t string into a coherent thought and he was the one who’d written it. The blonde winced. 

“Okay, you caught me, but at least I slept the night before we planned to go out! You better not fall asleep on your feet. I’m not strong enough to carry you anywhere.”

“Promise I won’t.” Amour rarely broke his promises so Honey nodded and looped their arms together. The plan was to take public transit since no way would they get close enough to the Toy Fair otherwise. So Honey grabbed his mini backpack on the way out and they headed for the nearest train station. The crowds were horrid and he ended up plastered to Amour, clinging for dear life so he wouldn’t get trampled or squished and apologizing over the fact Amour ended up having to shield him from the crowd. It was one of those times Honey but loved and loathed being as short as he was, barely coming up to Amour’s shoulders. It was nice to feel secure at least for the bustling journey there. The crowd swarmed from the train and Honey’s excitement returned in full force the instant he spotted the Toy Fair’s banner. 

“Amour! Amour we’re here!” He said in delight, grabbing his hand and immediately pulling him along. There was just so much to see! So many stalls, both from companies and indie studios, all filled with everything from dolls to plushies, dildos to sex machines. Anything that could even feasibly be considered some kind of toy was on display and on sale and Honey’s eyes nearly sparkled at the sheer amount of stuff to look at. Before he got too excited and really committed to dragging Amour around, he caught himself and looked up to his companion with a sweet smile. “Is there anything in particular that catches your eye? You need the break just as much as I do so I want to make sure we both get to check out everything we want today. No exceptions!” Without skipping a beat, Amour smirked and tugged him closer.

“No take backs.”

“I wouldn’t dare,” Honey replied with a playful smirk of his own, giving Amour’s hand an affectionate squeeze. To his surprise, he found himself suddenly being tugged along through the crowds and Honey laughed, sticking close so they wouldn’t end up separated. Amour ended up stopping at a brightly colored booth stocked high with all manners of plushies, many of which resembled imps. The Succubun behind the booth smiled pleasantly at them and informed them that all of the plushies contained scent pods, some of which were specially chosen to help with sleeping and relaxation. Something Honey could admit that both he and Amour needed help with. 

“Honey.” The call of his name tore his attention away from the sweet little baby Loafki plush he was looking at and right to Amour, who was holding up a pair of Impups, one in red and the other in orange. Just like Siran and Twinkle. Honey gently accepted the orange Impup plush and cradled it close, catching its gentle scent of lavender and jasmine balanced by something soothingly sweet. It was perfect and he smiled up at Amour, who had the faintest of blushes on his face. “I thought you’d like him. They both have the same scents and are supposed to be good for sleep. Plus, they’re just like our Impups.”

“I love him! Thank you! And we match now,” he said with a giggle, hugging Amour as he paid for their Impup plushies.

“You can pick the next booth we stop at.”

“I don’t have anything in particular. Let’s just look around? We can stop at whatever catches our eyes.”

“Sounds good to me.” And that’s exactly what they did.