Killer Chat One Shots

Nerves & Roses (Misaki)

Misaki was so nervous. They'd gone through all the effort of meeting you in person. Spent hours on a plane. Used so much money to buy you the perfect gift. Now the time has finally come. They're in your apartment. With you. In person. Holy shit.

They're sweating bullets and fidgeting, trying their best to look confident for you. They've practiced over and over again what they're going to say to you; in their head, even mumbling to themself on the plane. They want everything to be perfect. Praying their nerves won't get in their way.

As they finally meet your patient gaze their face is overcome with heat. You're even more perfect in person. They feel their heart beating rapidly, pounding against their chest. The soft squishy organ is gonna explode like a bomb at this rate. They can feel themself shaking; their mouth open slightly in awe as they look you over, taking in every perfect little part of you.

They try to speak; to say "hello", "I love you", "will you be mine?", but their words die on their tongue, coming out in soft squeaks. All they can do is stand there, bouquet of roses in hand, looking at the love of their life.

You give them a soft, patient smile, speaking softly, "Hey, Misaki." You say trying to calm their nerves. It seems to only make things worse, however, as they cover their face with their hands and muffle out a scream of excitement.

They turn away from you for a second; mumbling to themself about how they planned this, and now they're screaming like a kid on their birthday. They then, more confidently, turn back around to face you. Their confidence melts away quickly when they see your face again. They turn into a blushing mess all over again.

They've managed to get themself so worked up their eyes start watering as their face burns red with embarrassment and nerves. You slowly walk over to them, arms out in a calming manner. You gently hold their cheek in one of your hands, hesitantly reaching out the other for them to take if they so please.

Misaki reacts slowly, still stunned that you're real. They cover your hand on their cheek with their own; copying you as you rub your thumb across their cheek by brushing their own over the back of your gentle hand. They then push the bouquet of flowers into your other hand, now looking lovingly into your soft eyes.

"Will you- i- um... fuck-" They stutter out; trying to recall the lines they'd spent hours-days-rehersing, yet they can't remember a single thing.

You chuckle softly; setting down the bouquet of flowers, now holding their face in both your hands, "May I kiss you, Misaki?" You ask with love laced in your weary tone. They nod almost desperately, "Yes! Yes! Yes, you can! Please!"

You gently bring their face to yours and kiss them slowly, softly, with nothing but love for them. They wrap their arms around you, pulling you close, not wanting you to pull away just yet. You happily comply, your arms wrapping around their neck, enjoying the sensation of their lips pressed against your own. You feel them squeeze your hips gently and you finally pull away.

They look you in the eyes, their gaze soft and careful, they finally speak, "I- I love you."

A blush breaks out on your face, now matching Misaki's earlier blushy appearance. You give them a large smile, "I love you too, Misaki!" You cheerfully reply, happy to hear the one you've fallen for is finally sure of how they feel.

Misaki laughs lovingly, "I love you! I love you! I love you!" They cheer playfully at you, earning soft laughter in return.

You finally ask the question, "Will you be mine then?"

They nod excitedly, "Absolutely! If you'll be mine too..?" They speak hesitantly, like their heart is in your hands.

"Of course." You nod; your smile softening to a gentle upturn to show that their heart-or as Ronin puts it-aorta, is safe in your hands.

They quickly pull you back in, kissing you again. This time, it's more aggressive; entwined with passion, and a desperate plea for more of you. You kiss back with the same feverish love, also desperate to feel more of your lover. You feel their hands hold you softly around the waist; your fingers play in their hair, tugging lightly. This is where you wanna be, where they wanna be, forever. Just in each other's loving arms, with nothing else on their minds.

Seems all worked out in the end, even when the plan went awry. Misaki got their partner in the end. With all their silly charm, they got the only person they've ever wanted.

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