All your fic brings joy to my fragile little heart. :D I especially love how you can look at this one way, and it's happy, but then you see it in a whole other way and it's suddenly depressing. And ohh, the Tamaki = sun simile, and his deep-rooted faith in love that's so deep it actually feels like knowledge but most of all -

a man dancing alone with his hands held outwards, frozen in the air
This hit me so hard. It's so vivid, and so sad and so pretty.

So, yay! Thanks for brightening my evening with this! :D God knows it's loads more fun to read about Tamaki being love's poster child than to translate Old English. ;D