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Must be nice to have him as a boyfriend— they say. Definitely it is nice to have him as my boyfriend, he cares for me, comforts me whenever I'm down, adjusts to my mood swings when it's that time of the month. He knows how to deal with me.
I'm a clingy girlfriend, I'm possessive, I don't like it when he spends time with other girls; I sound like I'm addicted to him, well not that I'm not, but it's just.. There's just some things that I need to be the way I am.
Well those attributes of me, only started recently. I had to be the way how I am now. I love and respect my boyfriend's decisions but this specific matter just throws me off. I can't help but argue with him about it— with us being like this, I just feel like we're nearing our ending.
College is hard, and if our relationship is just going to crumble, I will crumble along with it.
I'm in our house, waiting for him to come home while I do my homework. I have to submit this by tomorrow to give myself some leisure time and just relax. I check my phone every minute, checking to see if he had messaged me but not once in this day has he ever tried to contact me.
"You could've at least, texted me.." I mumble, turning back to my textbook to find the answer.
I can't focus. These days our arguments are just happening almost everyday or every other hour, times when we cuddle we suddenly just start up an argument and I'm not liking it. I sometimes wonder why I call him my boyfriend when we're already engaged; I guess we just don't seem like we are.
I immediately stand, hitting my heel on the leg of the coffee table. I run to the front door when I heard it being unlocked, finding a very exhausted Eita. I furrow my brows at him just walking past me. Where's my hug?
"Love I cooked dinner, I'll heat it up for you." I say, sounding like I was panicking as I spoke to him. He shakes his head and just looks at me. I nod before going to the dining room to put everything away. As I place the tupperwares inside the fridge, he stops me and takes the one in my hands.
"I never said I wasn't going to eat. I'll heat them up, you can finish your homework." I bite my bottom lip, avoiding his gaze as he takes them out. "Go on."
"How.. are we?" I ask him, a little teary eyed from not getting any hug or even just a kiss on the cheek. "Eita, is this just an ornament?" I show him my left hand, his eyes landing on my ring finger. "You haven't worn yours.. for two months.. I just wanted to know if, everything's a joke." I chuckle, trying to loosen up as my tears rolled down my cheeks. I wipe them with my hand, hearing no response from him. "I'm sorry, of course everything's real.."
"Come here." He gestures me to come closer, I can't move. He lets out a sigh, engulfing me into a hug, gently caressing my hair; going down to my back and up to my hair again. "We're fine. We just need to talk and start over. Hush." He kissed the side of my head in between his words. "We are fine, and we will be fine. I promise you that."
"Will we really be fine?"
"We will. I love you, we'll be fine." He backs away, looking at me with love even though we're both tired already. "We aren't together for 6 years just for nothing, (Y/n). I proposed to you, we're engaged.. I asked you to be my wife, and you will be my wife. We're not ending here, we still have many years to go." He gives me warm smile, planting a soft kiss on my forehead. He gently wiped my tears, hands staying on my cheek as he just stared at me; he leaned in and gave me soft tender kiss on the lips. "I love you."
I didn't want to go back to the living room so I stayed and did everything for him. He explained why he didn't have his ring for two months, he said he had to get it fixed; I don't know how in the hell did he break his ring.
While I had his food heated up, he hugged me from behind and pampered my neck with kisses, giving me a few hickeys on there. He turned me around and my back hit the edge of the counter, he attacked my lips and sucked my tongue; he was supposed to eat but because of him, we were just making out in the kitchen.
I had to pull away when he started to rub my entrance, he's hungry for food and me. He frowned and complained the moment I pulled away, I placed his food on the table and watched him eat. I leaned on him as he ate, almost falling asleep on his shoulder; this is how we're supposed to be.
I washed the dishes for him, and just like earlier, he hugged me from behind. But this time, his hands roamed my body, touching me everywhere; I almost broke the dishes. I dropped the glass but he caught it before it hit the sink. I let out a sigh, relieved that he had caught it before it broke. He just chuckled at my expression, taking over to do the rest.
This is how we're supposed to act, not like cats and dogs that are fighting over nothing. I love this kind of us; him singing to me, telling me sweet nothings just to make me feel loved. Laughter is better than arguments, and we both prefer having it that way, but we always clash somehow.
I turn my head to the sound of his phone, ringing. Who's calling him this late at night?
"Semi! I have great news, meet me tomorrow?" I immediately hang up when I heard the girl speak, who the hell? I throw his phone to the couch and it bounced, dropping to the floor. It's not broke so it's fine.
I sat on the floor and continued doing my homework. He placed two mugs of coffee on the table, sitting beside me with his head on my shoulder. I tried to shake him off, not in the mood to be all lovey-dovey with him. He holds my chin with his fingers, making me look at him.
"What's wrong?" I give him his phone, turning back to my textbook. "Emily's nothing to me, (Y/n). Let's not act like this, I don't want to argue with you." He wraps his arms around my waist, bringing me closer to him for me to sit in between his legs.
"Who is she then? I've never met her before. Why does she want to meet up with you? Can I come?" I turn to him and his lips landed on mine. "Eita, answer me."
"A band mate's girlfriend, and I don't know, and of course you can come." He connected our lips once again, and that turned into anothr make out session. He pulled away and made me finish my homework. I felt him rest his head on my shoulder, kissing my shoulder. "I love you." I smile and ruffle his hair.
Eita had fallen asleep on my shoulder before I got to finish my homework. I didn't wake him up, he's probably very tired to just fall asleep on me. His hands are on my waist and he's still rubbing my skin with his thumb.
I guess we'll be sleeping here.
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The girl, Emily, wanted to meet Eita at a cafe and I went with him. I'm extra clingy today so I held on to his arm the whole time, from the moment we left the house and until now that we're going to be meeting this girl. Eita would brush my hair as I studied for a quiz.
Emily arrived kinda late but it was fine since, he and I had our alone time before she got here. I let them talk to each other and just focused on studying for my quiz. Our fingers were intertwined and he would play with our hands while he spoke to her.
I don't understand anything from their conversation so I just wore headphones, Eita didn't say anything so I guess I'm fine. They were talking about music, and aside from genres, I know nothing about it. Eita's a musician and sometimes he'd serenade me to sleep, it always works.
I take my headphones off when he squeezed my face with his hand, making me look at him. I furrow my brows when he just squeezed my face, copying the way how I look. He pecked my lips, pulling away when Emily came back.
"You guys are engaged, right?" Emily asks and points at the two of us. I give her a smile and nod. Eita wrapped an arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer to him. "My boyfriend said you guys always fight, somehow I don't believe that. Too much chemistry's going on." Eita chuckles and kissed the side of my head.
"We're just being tested." Eita answered and drank his coffee. He's been drinking coffee since last night, he shouldn't be drinking too much coffee. "I hate breaking my promises, so nothing'll happen to us."
"Eita chased you, didn't he?" The girl asks me, pointing to him as she looked at me. I nod and she sighed. "A man in love is really easy to spot. Any action he makes, can tell the world how he really is." I look at Eita and chuckle, seeing how red his face is.
They continued talking about their music thingies and I just studied while I waited for them to finish. I want to throw my textbook out the window, I can't understand anything anymore. I try rereading everything, starting from the very beginning. I hate quizzes, they are worse than our exams.
I excused myself for a bit to buy myself coffee, I figured that drinking might help. I bought donuts along with it so that I wouldn't be drinking on an empty stomach, not risking to have any tummy ache. I call out to Eita, asking him to help me bring the tray; I am clumsy and I might break things from here if I don't ask for help. He stood right away and helped me out.
Eita was very observant of me as I ate, he would wipe my mouth whenever I had chocolate on the corner of my lips. He even had a sanitizer out, just in case I was done eating. He kinda complained why I bought so many donuts when I wouldn't be finishing them, I made an excuse of eating them at home. He gave in.
We went on a date after their chat, he would make me leave my bag in the car, when we go out to have our date. Eita held my hand tight as we roamed around the mall, he came with me to H&M and Forever21, I never wanted to buy anything but in the end, I bought some.
Eita's eyes sparkled when we saw a music store, he asked me if we could go and instead of hearing my answer, he dragged me inside. I would let him either way. He kinda held himself back as he looked at the instruments, I just chuckle at him.
"You don't have to act like you don't want to check them out, Love. I want to see you play, so go ahead." His face brightened up, giving me a kiss before asking the staff to let him test the guitar. I took a photo of him, he looks handsome even in a stolen shot.
He started playing and the music seemed familiar to me. I recorded him playing the guitar, he would glance at me and smile. "I perform with you in mind," that's what he always tells me. "I dedicate every piece that I write, to you," and I think this is also a song he wrote. He mouthed an I love you, making me feel so embarrassed when the staffs stared at me.
I know he plans on buying more instruments in the future, it's his passion now. I used to think that volleyball was his everything, but music took the spot— oh, and me. Eita looked so happy after we got out of the store. He hugged me tight, just right outside the store and people were staring at us; that didn't stop him.
"Someone recognized me." Eita cheerfully says and I nod, eyes widening when I realized what he just said. "I never knew people would recognize me, I only do gigs with friends and to hear th—"
"I'm proud of you!" I jump to him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He chuckled and supported me. "Will you continue to do this? I'll support you no matter what!" He puts me down and kiss my cheek.
"Thanks Babe." I chuckle. Hearing him say babe, that's very unusual. "But of course, number one priority first." I tilt my head to the side, getting another kiss on the lips. "It's you dummy. Being here for you, making you happy, loving you— anything about you is my priority."
"But don't use me as an excuse for quitting." He chuckled and kissed my forehead.
"I won't quit, not on you, not on anything."
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Eita had a lot of gigs and I would come over to support him whenever I was free. Well, I always made time to be there for him. A lot more people started to come for his band, they had more and more fans every time. I'm proud of him, very very proud.
Most of the fans were girls, and the majority of the fans would come for him. But Eita didn't want people to have false hopes, he'd always announce that he's engaged and he dedicates his work to me. I don't really like the amount of attention I get after he does that but, he just smiles at me from the stage.
Today's our graduation and Eita's band was asked to perform. A lot of our batch-mates cheered my name when they came up on stage, I swear I had to hide my face from the people. My parents also looked really happy when he was up on stage.
"To all of us graduates, congratulations." He said to the mic, mouthing me an I love you before they started performing.
"(Y/n), I totally saw that." Mirai whispered to my ear, giggling at what Eita did. "Fucking, just get married already." I chuckle and she hugged my arm.
"We'll get there." She pinched my cheeks and her face was read from excitement. She's a lot more pumped than I am.
Eita really enjoyed himself, hearing the crowd cheer his name, others cheered mine. I was about to wonder why everyone knew our relationship and that reminded me, he always tells everyone about us. "You're mine, so, we may as well let everyone know," was his explanation to me.
To think that only a few months ago, we were arguing every single day; not sparing a day without an argument, yelling or breaking something. We lost 7 plates when we fought, I mostly broke them, I dropped them when he yelled at me. Eita has changed a lot after all the gigs, and after I started supporting him. I always did, he was just shy about it.
Our parents congratulated us, both on getting engaged and graduating. Apparently we forgot to inform them about our engagement, my dad cried when he found out that we were engaged for almost two years already. It was an actual family dinner, with both his and mine present.
"Have you guys had sex?" His dad asks, making me choke on my food. Eita immediately gives me water and helps me take a breath. I can see our parents smile— bitch what the fuck. "We're all adults here, darling."
"Dad." Eita looks at his father sternly, only making them smile more. I get that we are adults but shit talk like this ain't gonna happen in the middle of eating dinner. "If you want an answer then, yes." He turns to me and wiped my mouth with a tissue, sweet.
"I'm sorry if my husband asked such a sudden question. Not really suitable for the table." His mom apologizes and I just smile at her. "When's the wedding?" Ma'am we just graduated, we might need more time??
"At the right time." Eita answers and turns back to eat his food. I look at my parents and they were smiling, my mom gave me weird looks and a thumbs up. Jeez, everyone's a lot more excited than the both of us.
"Don't use protection anymore." My dad winks at Eita and our parents just laughed.
"Oh my god, dad stop." My dad chuckled and just innocently smiled at me. I mouth an apology to Eita and he stole a kiss. Everyone looks so pleased when he kissed me. Someone please tell me if this is still a family dinner.
"I'll take note of that." He says, eyes still on me. A smirk forms on his face, giving me a kiss on the forehead before eating more.
I guess, yeah?
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At our wedding, Eita's band performed and sang for us; Emily replaced Eita for the day. Everyone just said it's because it's our special day, they didn't want the groom to be away from the bride. Semi— I mean.. Eita gladly stayed by my side and danced with me.
I got pregnant even before we got married, maybe another reason why he never left my side that night. Eita had to take a break from his gigs and since he was gone for a while, so was his band-mates. They didn't want to perform without him, what a nice band. I actually said I could come even while I was bearing a child, but he was strict with me.
Mizuki was born and now he's back on with his gigs. He waited until Mizuki was a year old before he resumed with whatever he wanted to do; he said that Mizuki's his priority. They have a gig today and, I decided to come with Mizuki. He doesn't know that we'll be coming though.
We're seated at the far back and Mizuki's asleep on my shoulder. A few fans recognized me, they wanted to take a picture with me but I declined since Mizuki was sleeping and I didn't want anything or anyone to be waking her up. I asked them to keep our presence a secret, and they gladly did.
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" A girl bumped into me and spilled coffee on me. I know she did it on purpose. Mizuki started crying, I look at her back and she got wet. "No.. baby—"
"It's fine." I smiled at her. I take off her Mizuki's shirt, pouring cold water on to it. I wiped her back and tried my best to calm her down.
"(Y/n)." Eita's now in front of me, looking so worried about Mizuki. "I told you to stay at home." He tells me, taking her from me. "Shh it's okay, Daddy's here." Should have I stayed at home instead? I just wanted to come and watch. "I'm not mad." He pecked my lips and kissed my forehead. He eyed the girl. "You brought extra?" I nod and give him her shirt.
"I'm sorry." He just smiled and kissed my cheek. "But, this has been going on for a while now." He nods, frowning when he saw Mizuki still crying. Eita gave me his jacket, I forgot that I was wet too.
"This is why I keep the both of you away from this place. Tell me next time if you want to come, I'll have you guys stay in the backstage." I nod, giving Mizuki a kiss on the cheek. "Don't be guilty, okay?"
He carried our things as he carried Mizuki, bringing us backstage to keep us far from anymore harm. I danced Mizuki to sleep again, kissing her cheek to make her stop crying. I feel so relieved when she didn't get burned or something, but the it must've really hurt.
"Good evening to everyone." Mizuki backs away from my shoulder to look at her father. She smiled and look at me while pointing to him. "Please do refrain from hurting my wife and my daughter, or I might press charges. Thank you." I blink a few times, seeing him look at me and Mizuki. Love.. that's not the right way to.. whatever.
Mizuki started humming along with Eita's singing, and I danced with her. She kept pointing to her father, as if like nothing had happened to her. After the whole thing, she fell asleep.
Somehow they gained more attention, fans and they attracted people of all ages. I kinda thought that they'd lose fans after him warning them about trying to hurt us, but apparently it was the complete opposite. Eita laughed at how I was so frantic about the matter.
But his love for us never fades.
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Mizuki is playing in the playroom, I can hear the squeaking of her shoes. Eita's in the music room (he was able to get everything) probably writing a new song, meanwhile I am cleaning the living room. Mizuki made a mess when she ate, she spilled her cereal on her and it got the carpet wet. She never eats in the dining room, for some very odd reason.
I would check on her every other minute, I don't want her to get hurt while I'm not around. But, she knows how to play on her own and not get hurt, I hope she won't grow too fast.
I stretch my arms and bend my back, wanting to hear my joints make a sound. My back is sore just from cleaning the living room, there's a lot more mess than I had expected. I nearly tripped when I felt Mizuki wrap her tiny arms around my leg.
"Mama... I want play.. Dada.." She smiles, begging with her eyes as she tug on my sweatpants. "Mama Zuki and Dada play.." She pouts, pulling me to the playroom. I pick her up and she frowns. "Play.."
"Wait for Mommy." She smiled and nodded. I put her down, seeing her run back to the playroom. She tripped but she just stood up and ran back, she's not a crybaby. I continue vacuuming the floor, lifting the carpet off to change it.
"Mizuki?" Oh shit.
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I wanted to write something so I went to the music room right after eating breakfast. I actually offered to help (Y/n) clean the living room, but she didn't want me to. I insisted a few more times but she'd decline.
I don't really know what to write but, when I saw Mizuki's drawing that we framed, I kinda know what to write. I wanted to write about us now, from beginning until present time, can't say anything about the future yet.
(Y/n) and I were classmates in high school. I asked her out after a few months we started interacting with each other, she said yes. I still have our pictures from back then, I saved everything. I wanted to remember every memory we made, every single day. I was kinda clingy to her, a few guys tried asking her out but I would appear every time. Everyone in our school knew we were together.
What scared me the most, was when we were in college. We never argued like we did when we started living together, I never knew why or how the fire ignited but it just happened. (Y/n) and I would fight and we always get to the point where we almost broke up. I didn't want to break up with her, and I'm glad that I didn't.
I'm about to finish the base parts of the song, even just with that I already feel tired. I lean back and rested on the chair, finding the computer black out. I look at the CPU and found Mizuki right there.
"Mizuki?" She smiled sweetly at me, hands still on the button. I pick her up and sat her on my lap. "What are you doing here?" She lays herself on me, trying to hug me with her tiny arms.
"Love I'm so sorry." The door bursted open, making me jump on my seat. "Did she..?" I chuckle and nod. "What?"
"She's a baby, it's fine." I scrunch my nose as I looked at my daughter, happily laying on me. I turn to my wife and find her furrowing her brows. "I saved the file before she pressed the button, don't worry. Even if I didn't, it's fine. She's a baby." I carry Mizuki as I stand to go to (Y/n).
"Mama and Dada, play!" I kissed her cheek and her mother on the lips. Giving them both a smile before heading to the playroom. I put her down and she started showing us her toys.
"You're really fine?" I turn to my wife when I felt her hold my hand and hug my arm. I smile and nod. "I never thought she was going to run to you. I thought she went here." Mizuki hands us both a ball, and we just look at it.
"Mama.." She reached her arms out to her, wanting (Y/n) to carry her. "Hungry.." Ahh.. We haven't even played yet and she's hungry already. (Y/n) breastfed her and we all head back to the music room.
"Are you sure it's saved?" I shrug and she hit my arm. "Eita." I open the computer, waiting for it to load. I went to the folders and it's not there. "You said it was saved!"
"She's a baby."
"I know that, but still!"
"(Y/n), it's fine. You're both babies, come on." She furrows her brows and glared at me. "Aren't I the Daddy here?" Her face turns red and she almost fell, I caught her and sat her on my lap. I give her a kiss on the lips and smiled. "It's fine."
Aren't both of you my babies? I love you both.
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