again, like i mentioned in the kuroo oneshot, i will post a question on my wall regarding who you guys wanted to have next. i've gotten a kenma one, and even if it was only one comment, i will still write it because uhm i'm a simp for him. btw this takes place in college
anyway, enjoy :)
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Normal college life, is what I would like to say. It's the most difficult stage of a student's life, harder lectures and more work. You can barely spend time with your family because of school. It's difficult to manage your time.
One thing I hate the most is spending a lot of time on your computer. It's annoying. It's the most annoying thing ever. I dislike seeing people spending time on their gadgets, avoiding the ones around them.
I say that I hate people when they do that, but it's the very thing that I do. I dislike it, but I've grown to do the same. I was treated that way, and though I said I don't want to treat the others the way how I get treated, I still end up doing it.
"(Y/n), how many times do I have to tell you to listen to me?" Amaia complains, pouting her lips like she's about to cry.
"Sorry, I was just lost in my thoughts." I turn to my laptop to type what she wanted me to put, paraphrasing the content just so that we won't be scolded for plagiarizing our sources. "I hate thesis."
"You hate thesis because you hate spending time on your gadgets." I simply nod, hating the sudden topic. "You have never told me why you hated that.."
"Who's the author of the article?" I ask, dodging the question to stay nice for today. I always start acting like a bitch once people continue talking about it.
"Sakamura, written last 2016." She says, letting out a groan, she's pissed. "Are you gonna keep running like that?" I give her a raised brow and she looked at me with mad eyes. "I don't know whatever the hell happened to you to act like that but it'll keep hurting if you'll keep running."
"I know that." I type the name and year, swallowing the lump in my throat to stop myself crying.
We continued our thesis, doing our best to finish the chapter 1. This is going to be a pain in the ass if we don't finish this earlier than the deadline.
I'm really fine with essays and research, it's one of the things I always used to do. When I was still in high school, many of my classmates would ask me to help them with their essays. We couldn't really find much from the internet before so I mostly searched for things in the Library.
The thesis is our requirement for this year, for us to finish college. We're already graduating so this is one of the main requirements to finish. I really wish we could just finish this as soon as we can.
We already wrote our statement of the problem, and we're now just trying to align it with our introduction. Within 2 hours, we were able to finish the chapter 1. I've been so used to writing that we've finished it quicker than expected.
"Hey, it's time for class." I nod and close my laptop, putting it in my bag. I gathered my things and checked my phone for the time.
"Liar, we still have 10 minutes." I give her a glare and she just smiled. "I should've been used to you already, you always prefer coming to class 10 minutes before time."
"We won't be late that way, and we can finish our thesis while waiting for the others." I just nod, looking for a place to sit when she started dragging me somewhere. "There." I hate seating at the middle row, I want to sit at the very back.
I place my bag on the table and take my laptop out. I got an email from our consultant and said that our chapter 1 needed a few finishing touches. She told us to clear out our statement of the problem.
Amaia started elbowing me, making me turn to her with a glare. "Look, it's one of the most famous students here." She tugged on my shirt, whispering to my ear as she pointed to someone sitting at a different column.
"Who??" She pulled me closer to her and pointed to the student.
"Kozume Kenma." My heart dropped. I pull away from her and stand from my seat, walking down the stairs to leave. "Oi (Y/n)!"
"(L/n)-san, where are you going?" I curse myself, seeing the professor right by the door. "It's time for class, go back to your seat." I give him a bow, meeting eyes with him as I turned to head back.
I sit beside her and put my laptop away, feeling the tears well up in the corners of my eyes. From all the places.. "Hey.. Are you okay? What's wrong?"
"Him. He's the reason why I hate it."
Class started and I tried my best not to dwell on my thoughts. I can't let myself think about the past and just crumble here. Amaia doesn't even know anything yet, and I don't think I can tell her about it.
I wrote everything important, having the main points written in blue and the others in black. I dislike messing things up, I always tend to forget things if they're not organized. Doing this is the only way to stay focused.
"Form a group of four and do this project." I hate groups. "I'll leave early for you to discuss things with your teammates. You can choose to leave or to stay in the classroom."
The professor left and everyone's now looking for a team. I'm just waiting for Amaia to search for the other 2 members. I don't have a choice but to wait, my socializing skills sucks. Well, it was fine until one point.
"Can we form the team?" Fucking. I look up to see Kozume and another male. I look away, finding my best friend nod her head aggressively. "Kozume Kenma, and Watanabe Jiro."
"Makoto Amaia and--"
"(L/n) (Y/n)." Kozume cuts her off, handing us a piece of paper to write our names on it.
"Amaia, write my name for me. I'll leave my laptop to you, I need to go ahead." I tell her, swinging my bag over my shoulder to leave. I tried to walk away but he grabbed my wrist. "Kozume-san, please let go of me."
"We need to talk." He pleaded. I try pulling my hand away but he held my wrist tighter. "(Y/n)--" I slapped him with my other hand and he let go.
"There's nothing to talk about." I can't talk to you, and I don't want to.
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I headed home to clear my head, I didn't know that he was a part of that class. I never paid attention to the people around me. I only ever cared about Amaia. I didn't have time for the others.
To explain what happened back there, Kozume Kenma is my ex-boyfriend. We broke up during our third-year in high school. We were together for a year and three months. It's safe to say that I chose to end things between us.
Amaia doesn't know about us yet, but she probably does now. Kozume might've told her about us already. It's probably to keep her from worrying about me. I never wanted to bring the past up, but, peek-a-boo! It's back to light.
The door shut close and I sit up. "(Y/n)!" I hear Amaia yell. "You're going to explain everything. I asked Kozume-san but he didn't want to say anything. Girl, you shocked pretty much all of our classmates!"
"I'm sorry. I never intended that to happen." I apologize, getting tackled into a hug. "I'm sorry for hiding things from you, I didn't want to think of my past."
"But you will tell me now, right?" I nod and she smiled. "So.... he wanted to talk and then you slapped him, and then you went home." I let out a chuckle and nod.
"Kozume--Kenma's my ex boyfriend." Her eyes sparkled, as if it's a beautiful thing.
"I knew it! That explains why he--he tried to pull you back to talk." She cut herself in the middle, did something else happen? "So why did you two break up?"
"He paid more attention to his games, well he is known for being a gamer.. Anyway, that's what happened. I never let him explain after some event. I just.." I don't really like talking about this.
"Did he cheat on you?" Cheat.. "Him? He doesn't look like he's the type to cheat though." I don't know.
"I never listened to him so I don't know what really happened." Just then she smacked me on the head. "I know what you'll tell me, but listening to him is harder than I think."
"AHHH!" I shield myself when she suddenly yelled. "I didn't want to tell you because he told me not to!" What is she whining about? "He was--ahhh fucking--he was crying when you slapped him."
"Him?" I laugh. "He never cries." She furrowed her brows and smacked my head. "What?"
"Are you really sure about that?" She looks serious. I shake my head and she lets out a sigh. "You should listen to him.. at least once. Just listen to him. He said that his number never changed, if you still have it, but I also have it saved in my phone."
"I'll just... when will we meet again? The group meeting?" I ask, still feeling a bit unsure about the group.
"It's tomorrow, but you don't have to force yourself if you don't want to." I nod and kiss her cheek. "You should sleep. Your eyes need rest from all that crying." She pinched my cheeks and laughed at my face.
I'm not yet up for a talk with him about the past, but it's the only choice that I have to try understand him. Things did happen a bit too fast.
I head to bed after taking a bath. Amaia brought me a glass of milk to help me fall asleep faster, if I'm sleepy then I wouldn't be thinking of things. Everything happened so soon, even the breakup was quick to happen, and now this?
He and I got together because I liked him. I was the one who confessed and I think, he only forced himself to be my boyfriend after Kuroo-san told him to just accept my confession for him to learn more about the world.
Now that I think about it, we probably never understood each other. Not once. We might've tried but it didn't end in the way that we wanted it to. Between us, it seems like he did more than I did. He tried harder, and he still is.
Morning came and Amaia said that it was decided to have it as a breakfast meeting. I don't know what happened to their plan but it doesn't seem like a breakfast meeting anymore, we're at a café right now. It's 9 AM.
"The project is to create a way of how to promote a certain item. It doesn't matter if it's an ad or something else, whatever catches anyone's attention is already a good thing." Amaia says, reading the sheet that was given yesterday.
"Shouldn't we ask Kenma about this? He's a youtuber! He probably tried promoting things already." Jiro suggests, eyes open wide as he beamed us with a bright smile.
I stand from my seat, heading to the counter to buy more food for myself. I just want the garlic bread they have here, and the croissant for later. I didn't excuse myself since I know that they would just let me off.
"3 of the garlic bread and 4 of the croissants please." I tell the girl and she smiled. She got my orders, putting them in a paper bag before handing them to me.
"I'll have an iced americano please." I froze, what the hell is he doing here? "Just join our orders." He told the girl, handing her cash before I could even react.
"What the hell are you doing?" I give him a glare and he looked down.
"Amaia told me yesterday." I cross my arms at him, waiting him to continue speaking. "That you wanted to talk.. I'm just trying to get us to talk." He explains, looking at me with sad eyes. He leaned on the counter and shoved his hands in his pockets.
I purse my lips as I think of what to say. He's just suddenly appearing so I don't know what to tell him. "Having you pay for my food was out of the thought." I tell him, sounding a bit rude.
"I'm trying to make up for what happened between us. At least let me do something for you.. until you can finally understand me and I could understand you." He gave me small smile, turning to the girl to get his drink.
We both went back to the two, and Amaia was giving me looks and Jiro did the same to Kenma. I sat quietly and ate my food, swatting Amaia's hand away from my garlic bread. I'm not in the mood to share my bread with her.
Amaia kept trying to beg me for it so I let her take a bite. She finally stayed still after that. I finished the one I had in my hand and got another one. I just love their garlic bread here, I might want to buy more than just this.
"(Y/n), you're so boring." Amaia complained and I glared at her. "It's only 10 and you're already frowning a lot! Jeez, you're not a morning person at all." She crossed her arms and pouted her lips like a little child.
We all turn to Kenma when he suddenly chuckled. "Kenma.. laughed.." Jiro says, looking incredibly surprised.
"Sorry.. I just thought that Amaia's wrong." He explains, smiling as he drank his coffee. "(Y/n) was a morning person, she always smiled in the morning. She's just..." He probably realized it already, he stopped talking.
"Oh right, I forgot to ask. What's your relationship with her?" Jiro asks, looking so confused at how Kenma was acting. He reminds me of a clueless Lev. "She slapped you yesterday and you cried."
I start scratching my hand (something I do when I feel guilty), but a warm familiar hand holds it and stops me from continuing. Our hands are under the table so it's not obvious. I just hope he'd let go though. I feel awkward.
"She's my ex-girlfriend." He explains. How can he be so straightforward????
"Oh, Kenma did you cheat on her? Is that why she slapped you?" I shrug. I'm not sure.
"Well, I guess to her I did." Kenma answers, the guilt evident in his voice. "But just shut up and stop asking about us. I'm not letting you play at my place anymore if you continue that."
He let go of my hand and ate his bread. He glanced at me but quickly looked away. I know that he probably wants to talk to me about it, and he wants to tell me everything and apologize for what happened.
When I broke up with him, we only argued and never listened to the other days before I decided to end things. He tried talking to me days and days after I said that we should break up, but I never gave him the chance to talk to me.
I don't get it, why is he still trying to talk to me about it? He probably never thought of me up until yesterday. He probably has gotten a way better life without having me around to hold him back, I'd only restrict him from doing anything..
We finished and it's already lunch. I don't have classes until 2 PM, but Amaia has. Our schedules don't always match so it's sometimes hard to see each other aside from at home. She already left for her class.
"Kenma, I forgot something." We all stop walking to listen to him. "I have a class now. I'm already late..." I look at him in disbelief and worry, will he be okay? "I'm sorry to put you both in an awkward position but I need to go, I can't fail this class.. I'm already failing. See you two later!" With that, he ran off and left us.
I awkwardly rub my elbow, just waiting for him to speak when he suddenly placed his jacket around my shoulders. "I'm not cold." I tell him, and he cupped my cheek. "O-Oi."
"You're cold." He simply answers, pulling his hand away from my face. His hand's really warm.. "Where do you want to eat? I don't really eat out so.." He plays with his keys, looking away with flushed cheeks.
I guess we have no choice. "Just bring me where you're comfortable." He clicked his key and I immediately heard the car. Wow, he's far different from before.
It was pretty awkward in the car. He randomly reached over for something at my side, and I thought he was trying to help me with my seatbelt when he said he was just trying to get something. I don't know? His face was so close that I had no other thoughts.
He brought me to his house and the first thing that I saw was that... it was pretty messy. He has everything, except for a clean living space. I saw bags of chips on his coffee table, and some cups from the cup noodles.
"You eat those everyday?" I point to the wrappers and he nods his head. "Are you even living?" I take his jacket off and place it on his couch, going ahead to pick up the mess.
"You don't have to." I ignore him. He won't be doing anything about this if I just left it this way.
"Do you have anything for me to cook?" His eyes widened and I just stared at him. "You being comfortable with eating at home only is because you only eat ramen." I tell him and his cheeks turned red.
"I do." I nod and continue cleaning up before I cooked. I'll just ditch my classes if I'm late.
I immediately start cooking after I finished cleaning his living room. He lives alone and yet he doesn't even know how to live on his own. His house is a mess, but his house is nonetheless pretty cozy. It's like a traditional house.
I cooked fried chicken, remembering how he always loved eating them. He also only had chicken in his fridge so I didn't have many choices. I only did what was the quickest to do. He's probably hungry already.
"Ouch!" I pull my hand away. The oil splattered and my hand got some, it hurts..
"Are you okay?" Kenma hurries to me and checks on my hand, gently knocking my head with his fingers. "Idiot, be careful. I'll get something for your hand--"
"Stop.." He looks at me with blinking eyes, letting go of my hand when he finally realized what he was doing. "Set the table, I'll serve this once I'm done." He nods and walks away.
I didn't eat as much as he did. I'm not that hungry but also, I felt so awkward to be eating around him. This hasn't been the case for years, and to suddenly just eat with him.. with just the two of us is too much for me to handle.
I wanted to wash the dishes but he didn't let me. I just waited at the coffee table, placing my feet under the sheet. It's kind of cold, or am I just sick? I don't know but I really feel cold. This house is really warm though..
"Here." He placed a cup of tea in front of me and sat beside me. "What time will you lea--?"
"Let's talk.." I take a sip of the tea, biting my bottom lip because of the heat. "I want to apologize.. for slapping you yesterday without even hearing you out. It was wrong.. I was just caught off guard.. I guess I just never.. Nothing changed in me even after four years."
"It's okay.. I probably deserved that." He gave me a smile and drank from his cup. "Do you want to know the truth? Are you willing to listen? Will.... will anything change if I told you the truth?" I look down and shrug. Something might, but I'm afraid of letting something change.
"Just tell me everything..."
"We broke up because you thought I cheated.. because you saw me with another girl and it was just at that moment when she kissed me. I regret not listening to you, and I'm sorry." I nod. "You warned me about it being something but I didn't listen because I wanted to go."
"If I can remember, you turned me down for our date... and that happened instead." He reached for my hand but I retreated mine.
"Yeah, I'm pretty much an idiot for that day.. it's because I really liked video games.. that I was an idiot to believe that it was a gathering... but she just dragged me away after the convention." He paused to drink his tea, looking at me with glassy eyes. "I'm sorry.. I don't know how much it hurt you to see your boyfriend with someone else after he turned you down on going out on a date with you."
I just drink the tea, feeling a bit unwell so I rested my head on the table. "It was already four years ago.. did you keep trying to clear things out?"
"I tried but you suddenly just vanished. I only found out that you were here last year.. the school festival." I was a waitress for our little restaurant booth. "You were cute, by the way.. in the uniform." I look at him, eyeing his face and his place. "I never said this, right?"
"What? What have you never said to me?" He furrowed his brows and swallowed the lump in his throat. He looked at me with red cheeks and shaking eyes. He then smiled and let out a sigh.
"I never said that I love you." He finished his tea and stood to go to the kitchen.
"Why didn't you say 'loved' instead of 'love'?" I ask, my eyes following his figure as he walked to his kitchen. "We were over four years ago.. it should be in past tense."
He shook his head, smiling as he turned to me. "It's love because I still do, until now. I still love you."
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I'm going to ditch classes today. (Y/n) fell asleep at the living room while I was washing the dishes. She must've stayed up late last night, she didn't really seem to have much energy this morning.
I carried her to my room and laid her on my bed. She's probably gonna get mad at me for not waking her up, but she seemed so tired that I didn't want to disturb her sleep. I'm also just being selfish right now.. I just want her here even if it's just for a few hours.
Watching her sleep is one of the things I love doing. Back then she spoke a lot more and watching her sleep just made me happy, it seemed like she wasn't talkative at all. She was peaceful and quiet. I can also admire her more that way, i always feel embarrassed whenever she catches me looking at her.
When I found out about her last year, I was surprised to see how much she's changed. She was gloomy and quiet, pretty rude to a lot of people I may say. She was nothing like how she used to. "It was my fault.. that you're not as bubbly as you were before.."
I carefully bring my hand to her face, brushing strands of hair away from it. I really want to do something else... I want to have the right to do more than just watch her sleep like this. I want to do the things we used to.
"That would be impossible.." She's not even happy to have me around her. She will never want to get back together.
I'm gonna be more selfish today. I carefully lay beside her and wrap an arm around her waist. I just want to be selfish while I still can.. I do know that she's going to be mad at me for taking advantage of her being like that.
I gave her a kiss on the forehead, trailing a few kisses down until I reached her lips.. I'm being too selfish, aren't I? It's bad to take advantage of your sleeping ex-girlfriend.. We haven't even properly cleared out things between us.
She moved a bit and a lot closer to me. She even wrapped an arm around my waist. This wasn't what I had in mind.. I was supposed to leave but she suddenly did this so I have no other choice but to stay. I'm seriously going to get scolded for this later.
(Y/n) was always the type to do this, I should've expected that. I don't even know why I'm doing something I know would get me stuck. But, I don't really feel like I regret this decision. "Just once.. at least once.."
I don't know what happened next except that I fell asleep beside her. I'll just get ready to hear her yelling at me.
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I woke up pretty late at night. I remember falling asleep at the living room but now I'm on a bed. But what's worse is that I slept beside Kenma. His arm is on my waist and mine's on his.. how did this even happen?
He didn't bother to wake me up. We both ditched our classes, in which we shouldn't have done. I don't even know what he's doing but I hope he won't continue doing this with a half-hearted decision.
I try to get off him, only to have him wrap his arms tighter around my waist. How can he even? I try once again but I stopped. I look at his face, cupping his cheek only to feel that it's kind of sticky. Did he cry?
I wanted to back away when he opened an eye, but I kind of--I stayed in place. "S-Sorry..." He let his arms loose to let go of me. I just stare at him, furrowing my brows as I felt kind of guilty.
It'd be weird to suddenly just get back together after one day of meeting each other. Do I even want to get back with him? Ah, whatever. This.. our position itself is already weird enough. He took advantage of the sleeping me.
I turn to the window when I heard the rain. "It's raining.." I tell myself.
"I can drive you back to your apartment if that's okay with you." I shake my head. "Why? It's not dangerous.. just yet." He looked away.
"What's with 'just yet'?" He sat up and leaned on the headboard, tying his hair back. He's handsome... even though he's still--what am I saying?
"(Y/n).." I turn to him and wait. He let go of his hair and they fell to his shoulders. "Is it possible?" I raise my brow and he shook his head.
"If you want to tell me something then say it." I tell him, sitting back to lean on the headboard.
"I was thinking about.." He mumbled the rest. I flick my finger on his forehead and he groaned. "..if you wanted to fix things between us.." I don't know. "You don't want to.. it's fine. Of course you wouldn't want to.. it's fine with me."
"Then why did you cry?" He hung his head low and hugged a pillow close. He's hiding from me now. "You cried and you even took advantage of me sleeping, and now you're going to tell me that you're okay with it? Are you not going to try at all?" What am I saying???
"You make it seem like we're talking about a different girl here." He chuckled and looked at me, showing me a bitter smile. "I wouldn't want to bring you to a corner, just for you to say yes again.. because when you say no, it's final. I don't want you to say yes just because I begged you to stay. It doesn't work that way."
He leaned his head on my shoulder, burying his face in it. "Why do you think that way?"
"I love you, that's why. I don't want you to force yourself.." He poked my cheek with his finger, chuckling at probably how squishy it is. "Also, because I never heard you say I love you to me either." I look at his eyes, seeing that he wasn't joking about it.
I don't know. I did like him, but love? I don't even remember anything, or maybe I just chose to forget the memories we had of each other. After the whole thing of seeing him with another girl--it was just too much.
I'm probably just scared of going through the same road. He's the same boy--man that was my boyfriend. If he's the same person, then wouldn't we go the same path we've been through already? I just don't want that to happen again..
He cupped my cheeks and pressed a soft kiss on my forehead, giving me a very bitter smile. Why is he so different? He's not the one I knew.. this man is not the boy from back then. He's different, he changed.. How and why..?
He pulled me into a hug, brushing my hair as he kissed the side of my head. My tears came out of nowhere and started streaming down my face. Why am I crying? I stopped crying over this ever since I entered college.. yesterday was the first time I've cried in a while.
"I'm sorry, I know that you're traumatized. I won't ask anything else but for you to be back to who you were before. Be the bubbly girl who was happy over the smallest things, smile for me. That's more than enough." He tried pulling away but I hugged him tight. "(Y/n)?"
"S-Stop asking me.. to be happy... when you're not.." It's so obvious that he's not. Yet why is he asking me to be happy when he isn't? I.. don't want this. "I.. Kenma.." I back away to look at his face, having him wipe my cheeks with his thumb. "I.. want to say it. I want to say it too.."
"You don't have to.." I shake my head and wipe my cheeks. I just looked at him, earning a kiss on my lips. "You're so stubborn.. but I love you too, (Y/n)."
~~~
Getting back together is so difficult. It's not because it was embarrassing, but because it's just frightening to go down the same road with the same person. It's also been four years, of course it's difficult.
With the storm on that day, I had to wear his clothes the next day. A lot of his admirers knew that I was wearing his clothes and they started attacking me with questions. They asked me if we had sex and I just left them to imagine what happened the night before.
He goes out with me on dates and he even brings me to his company, something I never knew he owned. Whenever I come over to his place, I would have to clean first before we eat. He always eats ramen, convenience store food.
I'm also slowly opening up to him, again. "..and there's this guy at the mall, he always tripped because he had his eyes on Amaia." I tell him, laughing at the memory. "It was really stupid."
"At least he had eyes on Amaia, not you." He comments, feeding me a spoonful of ice cream. I pause to eat the ice cream, suddenly feeling his lips on mine. "You had ice cream on your lips, I just wiped them off."
"Really?" He nodded and placed another kiss on them. "Hey.. there's this thing.." He hummed, continuously placing kisses on my lips. I can't speak. "..a girl said she likes you, and she wants me to stay away. Her name is... Asui?"
"Don't know her." He cupped my cheek and pulled me closer. "And.. don't stay away from me just because she said so." I nod, reaching for the cup of ice cream but he put it away.
"She's a gamer too, a youtuber.. and you had a collab with her before." I tell him and he pulls away, looking a bit irritated. "What? Why are you mad?"
"More than you talking about other guys in front of me, I hate it when you talk about other girls.. you keep comparing yourself.. or, you keep trying to push me away." He answers, standing to put the ice cream back in the fridge.
I quietly watch him move around his house, feeling a bit guilty about what I was doing. It was the latter. I would sometimes bring up other girls, those he's been around. Maybe.. he had a crush on one of them and it'd be better than staying with me.
"Well, I'm not your girlfriend.."
"Even when we've done it already?" He asks, turning to me with crossed arms and furrowed brows. "(Y/n) we've been doing things together for months, and you're going to tell me that you're not my girlfriend?"
"Friends with benefits?" He groaned and turned to the sink, scratching his head in irritation. "You just.. there might be someone else.."
"Do you really think that I would stay and do it with you, take you out on dates, to say that we're just friends??" He let out a heavy sigh, sitting right in front of me. "I'm here because I love you, what are you even thinking of?"
"I love you too.. but--" He shut me up by feeding me a pocky stick. I frowned but take it from it to eat the rest.
"You're my girlfriend. I wouldn't stay if I never intended us to end up together, again." He kissed my forehead, caressing my cheek and pinching it. "If you want to be my fiancée, wait for me and I'll get you a ring. If you wanted to be my wife, then tell me when you want us to get married. I'd gladly mark the date."
I stare at him, coughing when I suddenly choked on the pocky stick. He's serious. I was only thinking of being his girlfriend, but he goes off and tells me about being his fiancée and his wife? Too far ahead.
"W-We just got back together and you're already thinking of getting married?" He just looked at me with determination. "Why?"
He took something out of his pocket, and I can't help but let out a gasp. "I wasn't lying when I said that I wanted to marry you. So, will you?"
done hehehehe open ending y'all, it's up to you all to think of the ending ^^ so there's another storm here so uh shit? HSAHHAS anyway, i hope you liked this update! i'll be back soon and uhm, i love you all! good mornight and stay safe sweethearts!!!