heyyy, here's another oneshot hehez i will keep writing updates, and uhm after this is probably akaashi then the long awaited req of my friend :] so uhm, and yesh
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I remember growing up that my mom would remind me not to fall in love for the reasons of just 'cause. I was taught not to be with someone out of no reason at all, she said that there should always be a reason.
Yet, why is it that... whenever I ask my friends.. they don't have any? They tell me that, no, you don't need any reason to love the one you love. It's insane.
Friends and classmates would usually tell me things like, 'hey, you and [classmate] look cute, are you two going out?'—things such as that. However, I find myself questioning why they say it.
I've been taught to have reasons, yet there are many unreasonable things existing in life. Many unknowns that are yet to be discovered, and have reasons sought to know why it exists.
If love.. is questionable and has to be reasonable... why is there parental love?
I asked my mother that and she got mad, haha. I didn't mean to. I was only looking for reasons as to why she said that there should be a reason behind everything.
"(Y/n), are you thinking of the unthinkable again?" I look at my friend who just flicked my forehead, flicking hers too as revenge. "Yeah—wow that hurts." I roll my eyes at her and she laughs as she takes the vacant seat in front of mine.
"Hey, should I believe you? Or should I believe mom?" She raises her brow as she tilts her head, the usual look of her judging me made my blood boil. "Nothing."
"Hmm, things like.. whether you should believe your mom that there's a reason to loving someone?" I nod, and she smirks, putting a pocky right at my mouth. "Don't."
"Why not?"
"Keep questioning that and you'll end up a maiden for the rest of your life. Lonely, and sad." She puts a hand at her chest, and fakes a tears as an act. "But really, there have been a lot of people that tried to confess to you, but they retreat because of your mindset."
I take the pocky from her and eat, thinking back if there have been anyone who confessed to me. I don't remember. Maybe I'm just dense? That's impossible.
"(Y/n), the Ishiki-sensei is asking for your notebook." I almost choke on my pocky, giving the tall boy a nod. Ushijima remains standing beside me, and the heat produced by my blood rushed to my cheeks. "Your notebook."
"(Y/n), I think he's telling you to give it to him." I fix myself and nod at my friend's statement, shuffling through the compartment under my desk to look for it.
I hand him the notebook, our eyes meeting for a few seconds in which I looked away immediately. He doesn't intimidate me, but I panic every time he's around.
He leaves us—finally—and I could finally breathe again. My friends stares at me, suddenly bursting into laughter, catching all of our classmates' attention. I raise my brow at her and she smiles cheekily at me.
"Babe, be honest with me." I nod hesitantly, and she regains composure, looking rather serious in a split second. "Was your heart beating fast when he came? Did you feel tingly inside? Does he make you uncomfortable or panicky?"
"I..." Those are weird questions. "Yes.. yes.. panicky." She leans over the table and brings her face right in front of mine, a bright smile spread across her face. "Gross, I can smell strawberries from your breath."
"You're in love."
Class resumed and I paid attention to be certain that I won't fail my classes. Mom will kill me if I don't pay attention. She wants me to have great grades, I have to be at the top.
Mom has always preferred perfect grades, but I'm human. I have my own limitations, and imperfections, ones my mother has always wished I never had.
My mother being very reasonable—as it is her belief—I believed that she had her reasons for making me aim higher. If it is for her personal goals, or for me.
I do know that I am expected to stay focus, but, at the moment I couldn't.
From what my friend has said, I was unable to focus at what the lectures were about. I was thinking if she was bluffing, or if I really am. It made me think if there was a reason, but nothing ever comes to mind.
The bell rings, and it's the end of class. I suppose I was okay, but, my brains is pretty drained. I can't keep thinking of things when I can't find a reason.
"Girlieee, it's time to go home." I look at my friend and frown, immediately making the lady panic. "Why do you look so dead?"
"It's your fault." I fix my things and she hums, watching me as I did. "What are you looking at me for?"
"Come with me to the gym. I want to watch Satori." She grabs my wrist the second I finish packing, dragging me as she ran to the gym.
Satori, Tendou Satori, her boyfriend of three years. I'm certain that he is a part of the volleyball club, a teammate of Ushijima Wakatoshi.
"Hello!" She greets, catching everyone's attention. I try to hide, but she's too bright that I get the spotlight with me as well.
"Baby!" Here comes the redhead.
"(Y/n)." I avert my attention to the voice, Ushijima.. "I forgot to give you your notebook back." I nod—should I even nod? "If you're okay with it, will you wait for me after practice? I'll hand it back to you." I nod again and he walks off.
While my friend flirts with her boyfriend, I watched the boys train and got acquainted with them. Watching their game, practice, I can say why they call them the undefeated champions.
Ushijima.. I have had my eyes on him as he played, but I always try to look away. He keeps catching my eyes that I feel incredibly embarrassed of myself.
I find myself looking at him out of curiosity, and he would always catch my eyes. I should control myself, he probably thinks that I'm strange, it's normal of him to think like that after seeing me look at him.
The training finished sooner than I thought, or more like, I was spacing out that I hadn't realized that training finished already. My friend and Tendou were just flirting, ha..
"Babe, aren't you heading home?"
"Ushijima told me to wait for him." She immediately smirked, wiggling her brows as if she was teasing me. "T-The notebook.."
She teasingly nods her head, pulling her boyfriend with her away from the gym. I'm really only staying here to get my notebook back, she didn't have to make me feel like that.
After a few minutes of waiting, I finally see him walking up to me. "Sorry, coach wanted to talk to me about something." He's so tall.. "Let's go."
He starts to walk past me, leaving me utterly baffled. I didn't know how to react, so I followed him out of the school. I don't know how to talk to boys, well to people like him.
"Did you wait long?" I shake my head, and wonder why his face rarely has any expression on his face. "I was wondering, aren't you bored?"
"Bored..? In what means?"
"Hate me if you will and think weirdly of me, but I always find you in the library, or in the classroom with textbooks all around you." He's the curious type.. "Don't you feel bored being surrounded by nothing but studies?"
"Should I ask you the same about volleyball? I-I mean... if it is the same." Studies make mom happy, so I'm always at it.
"I enjoy it." If only I could enjoy studying too. "Do you enjoy studying?" I shake my head, realizing that maybe I shouldn't have. "Why don't you join the volleyball club?"
"You're weird." I let out a chuckle, stopping when I saw home. I live nearby. "Is that your way of recruiting your members?" He turns to me and tilts his, perhaps he's clueless. "Anyway, this is where I live. Thanks for walking me home, I'll see you in school."
"Goodnight." I smile and wave before heading inside.
I head straight to the kitchen to eat pocky. The one from my friend made me want to eat more, but I forgot because she distracted me. I take two boxes with me to my room, dropping them when I realized something.
I run out of the house, not even changing into outdoor slippers. If I had then, I wouldn't have caught up to him. Will I even catch up now?
There he is! "Ushijima..san!" I call out and he turns to me. "My math notebook..."
"Oh, about that.." I take a deep breath, and wait for him to continue. "I never had your notebook.. It's still with our math teacher. I only did that to... talk to you."
"Excuse me?"
"I'm sorry, you can take mine." He hands me a notebook, patting my head before walking away.
I mean... at least I didn't have to worry about studying, but what about him? He is one of the smart ones but to give me his notebook..
Last night I only stared at his notebook and at his handwriting. I didn't mean to steal his notebook from him, and I didn't even know that he didn't even have my notebook. He didn't have to.
But, he was watching me? "He was... wasn't he?"
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As unusual as it is to me, I've been watching a specific someone over the past few years. I didn't understand the way how she lived her life, and out of curiosity, I kept my eyes on her.
She stayed in the library away from everybody, and she only had one friend. Even her friend wouldn't be around her to be with her boyfriend, my best friend, Tendou.
I catch her studying during lunch, and all other breaks. Unlike other students, she kept studying despite given time to rest from academics. She stuck to her books and notes, excluding herself from everyone.
I was curious.. if she was happy the way she was.
My addiction or passion to keep playing volleyball.. at first I thought that it wasn't far different from hers, but.. I saw her once, and realized that it wasn't an ounce similar at all.
I was passing by the faculty when I heard something I shouldn't have. She was crying, and she was begging the teacher over something.
"I don't want to do this anymore... please... don't ask anything more of me."
"I'm not happy with these, (Y/n)." Said a woman, stomping her way out of the faculty. It was her mother.
Ever since that day, I've watched over her more. She started to push herself further, joining academic competitions, doing more academic chores to earn extra points.
That's why, one time.. I took advantage of a situation. Unusual of me to do something like that, but I did. I wanted to talk to her, so I pretended that I still had her notebook, but it wasn't actually with me.
"Ushijima-san, your notebook." I look at her petite hand, and bite my lip, they're tiny. "Ushijima-san?"
"Thanks, oh, yours is still with our math teacher." She nods and smiles, waving a little before heading back to her seat. "Since when was she able to look me in the eye?"
Time quickly passed by, and it was time for practice. The others were noisy as usual, Tsutomu telling me he'll be the ace, Shirabu scolding him, and Semi getting pissed off because of Shirabu.
I thought today was normal like everyday, but I changed my mind. (Y/n) came over today, and she was introduced as the manager for this year. We never had one, so the others were pumped.
I'm happy too. She could vent her stress here, or to me.. if she would. Hopefully.
I don't know when it started, but I've started to care about her whereabouts. Like I said, I always have my eyes on her whenever I can. That's why, I sometimes catch her breaking down over her studies.
"You actually agreed to it." I tell her, and she flinches in shock.
"I-I thought that.. maybe.. I should try something new, you know?" Her whole face flushed red, but maybe she hasn't realized it. "I wanted to learn something other than pens and papers.. books and problems.."
"You thought well." I pat her head, and she smiles a little bit. She makes me want to smile. I can't, Tendou will bug me until I die. "Do you know what to do?"
"Yes.. I think.. Coach told me the basics.. Help me if I need any?" I nod and she smiles brightly, turning her head elsewhere when someone called her. "I'll have to go, talk to you when I can."
I look behind me, and find Semi and Tendou suspiciously eyeing me. I pretend that I didn't understand what they were doing and walked off, their eyes not leaving me alone.
Training progressed and I couldn't help myself but check on her sometimes. I know that she chose to join the club, but knowing how her mother was, I doubt that she gave her permission to do so.
When training ended, a few students came looking for her. Three of our classmates were looking for her with frantic looks on their faces.
"U-Ushijima-san, where's (Y/n)? Her mother's uhm here and she's mad.. real mad." Just as I expected.
"Take me to where her mother is?" The three let out an 'eh' simultaneously, they're really doubting me.
After minutes of contemplating and doubting that I'd be of help, they brought me to the faculty, running away as fast as they could when we reached it.
Even being a few rooms away, I heard her yelling at (Y/n). I suppose someone else has found her before the three could. But enough of that, she's really getting scolded for joining.
"Since when have I, your mother, permitted you to join an idiotic club?!" That offended me. "I told you to stick to your studies, haven't I?"
"Mom I can't keep locking myself in--"
"I have not given you permission! Are you rebelling against me?" I don't get elders sometimes.
"Hello, pardon me for intruding, but I'm the one who recruited her to join the club. I'm the Captain, Ushijima Wakatoshi, ma'am." (Y/n) tugs on my arm, begging me with her eyes to stop. I smile at her and turn back to her mother.
"A man? Sweetheart, you were swayed by a man?" She has tremendous hate against men. "I'm sorry, but I do not wish for her to stay in that club. I cannot afford to have another failure in my life, just like her father."
(Y/n)'s hands slid off my arm, they were cold and they were shaking. "I believe that this can also be used in her college application. It will be of help to your daughter, ma'am."
"Left handed.. I'm sorry but I do not believe that you will be of help, young man. People like you, bring curses and are unlucky." Her mother reminds me of my family.
"Mom!"
"I understand your beliefs, but I have my own, Mrs. (L/n)." She clicks her tongue and glares at me. "I'll be the one to take care of her, and if anything goes wrong, I will gladly take the blame as the one who has recruited your daughter into joining the club."
She fell silent, her eyes traveling between me and (Y/n). I try help her calm down, and her shaking stopped. I did drag her into this mess, so I'll be responsible for it.
"Fine, have it your way."
We discussed a few things regarding her grades and the club, agreeing on certain terms in case I fail to do my job. I can feel an ounce of regret, but I really want to help her out.
She went home with a bittersweet smile. I'm sure she was still afraid of her mother, and herself for possibly turning into a disappointment. I would raise my hand and say it's my fault, but she didn't want me to say it like that.
Days pass by, and (Y/n) continued on being our manager. She learned more about what to do for the team, and her note-taking has helped us to.
She seemed better nowadays, and seeing her smile wasn't rare anymore. She does smile, but this time they're genuine. She's genuinely happy, and I'm relieved that she is.
I stayed around her and her friend, and of course, Tendou was around as well. We studied for the final exams for this semester, and it was kind of fun.
Inter High was approaching and it was hectic. She was a bit panicky, but we let her choose. I told her that she could focus on her exams, and she gladly did.
Summer came, and we stayed in school to train for Inter High. But today, I'm in the library to study. Coach told us to study for the next three days, and after that we'll focus on our trainings, and coincidentally... she's here.
I'm tables away from her, but I can tell that she's falling asleep. "Cute." The air conditioner must be the cause, she's really drifting off to sleep.
I fix my things and head to her, finding her totally blacked out. I take my blazer off and put it around her, my hand moving on its own, brushing her hair aside.
Before she awakes and catches me off guard, I head out. Semi, Tendou, and Reon right out by the window. The three crossed their arms at me, squinting their eyes and furrowing their brows at me.
"You put your blazer around her." Tendou says, and I look away.
"I did not."
"Liar!" Semi and Reon chuckles, and I smile a little. "See, you're smiling when you usually don't. Hmmmmmm, aaaareee? Do you like her?"
"Let's go." He blocks my way, and puts his hands on his waist. "Yes, I do."
Semi and Tendou starts dragging me off to somewhere, and Reon followed behind. The next thing was crazy. But yeah, I do. I do like her.
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I'm on my way home from school. I studied to utilize the time I have during summer. I did promise the volleyball club that I'll joining them once they'll be heading off to Nationals. I'm a manager, I have to do things right.
The thing is that... I fell asleep while studying, and when I awoke, I had a blazer around me. It's from a guy, the perfume tells me so. Well, the size and design alone says it all. But, to whoever owned it, the person smells nice.
I brought it home with me, so I could return it personally. Mom scolded me and assumed that I had a boyfriend, and she wouldn't listen to me that I just had it all of a sudden. She immediately mentioned Ushijima.
Mom really hates him for some reason. He's a decent guy though. He even smiles unexpectedly. He's kind, and a responsible captain. Sometimes he just doesn't read between the lines.
Days passed, and I got updates about the club through the local news and Semi. He tells me about, though Ushijima does tell me sometimes too.
I got news that they won, and they will be going to Nationals. I expected it, but I was still excited. Mom already permitted me, out of her will though. The terms they agreed on had to be met.
I knew that our school is rich as hell, but I didn't expect a hotel. They're lucky to be sponsored by multiple brands, as expected of a powerhouse.
Thinking that I should roam around, I head out of my room, meeting Ushijima by the hallway. I give him a wave and he nods, the both of us meeting halfway.
"You're heading out?" I ask, and he nods again.
"You?" I nod, an awkward silence falling upon us. "Want to come along with me? I know the area, I've been here quite a few times already.."
"That'll be a big help, thank you."
He's been here already, must be because of Nationals. They are undefeated champions. We didn't have any plan, but we did see an 8 ELEVEN, so we bought ice cream and a few snacks.
We passed by a riverbank too, and maybe I seemed tired, he suggested resting for a bit. We sat on the grass, and ate our ice cream. I don't remember how I became comfortable around him..
"You're wearing a jacket, are you cold?" I nod. "It's summer."
"Well, doesn't matter what season it is.. as long as it's nighttime, I usually feel cold." He hands me a bottle of water and I smile as my thanks.
"Then you'd need something to warm you up every time." I hum in a questioning way, and he shakes his head, taking the bottle from me.
"Will you continue playing volleyball?" He nods, and sits closer to me. "You really love the sport.. that's cut--nice." Don't say cute, idiot!
"Oh (Y/n)." I look at him and he points to his mouth. I tilt my head to the side, and he sighs. "This is what I meant." He holds on to my chin, and wipes the corner of my lips with his thumb, licking the ice cream off his thumb.
His face is so close, and I'm stuck with looking at his eyes. I feel my cheeks heat up, realizing and understanding the position that I'm in.
"I uhm..." I don't know what to do.
My eyes moves down on its own, my gaze landing on his lips. I look back up, and that's when he leaned in and pressed his lips on mine, his hand going to the back of my neck, pulling me closer to him.
He breaks away, and stays put, a centimeter or so distance between ours lips. "I'm sorry.. I randomly kissed you.." He smells.. familiar. "(Y/n)?"
"You smell.. nice... and familiar.." He backs his head away to look at me properly, and I try smelling his perfume. "The blazer.." He bites his lip, and nods slowly. "E-Ehh..?"
"You fell asleep, and it seemed cold.." He may be against the light, but the hint of red cheeks were still visible to me. "Sorry.. again." He pulls away and moves a bit, and I grab his hand to stop him.
"Why kiss me?"
He looks at me, then at the river, hiding his face from me. "I like you." My heart made a hard bang, beating faster at his sudden confession. "You don't have to--" I rest my head on his shoulder, and make myself comfortable.
"I don't want to stay a maiden for the rest of my life." I tell him, and he lets out a quiet chuckle, wrapping his arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer to him.
"Then I take it that you wish to be my girlfriend?" I smile, and nod my head slowly. I look at him, and find a smile on his face, and he presses another kiss on my lips.
"We're gonna have to prepare ourselves. Mom.. will kill us." I laugh and he kisses me again, at the same time, a shutter sound catches our attention.
"I told you to mute your phone, Tendou-san." Shirabu?
"You unmuted it." Goshiki...
Ushijima looks at me before getting up and walking over to the bushes above us. Just as the voices tell us, the three, along with Semi, are watching us.
"Hehe.... smile?" Tendou puts his phone up, and I hide my face.
"Send me the photo." I look at Ushijima in disbelief, finding him amused and happy at the realization of them being around.
"Sorry, we saw you two head out of the hotel and then Tendou dragged us along to spy on you two." Semi says, taking the bag of chips from the plastic bag.
I look at all of them, my eyes landing on Ushijima who's still on his phone, probably admiring the stolen photo taken by Tendou.
All of us headed back, with the two of us behind them. He showed me what they've taken, assuring me that he has deleted them from their phones, and sent them to himself for him to keep.
He already used one as his wallpaper. Ushijima is really far from what I first thought. He's kind of a dork, and it's pretty cute I would say. That dork.... is now my boyfriend.
Everyone went to their respective rooms, and he followed me to mine. I'm still a bit nervous, like the time before I joined the team.. but, he's straightforward.
"Your room is still clean.." He comments, looking around like he's trying to find mess in here. "Tendou trashed the room the moment we got here. He's been eating chips since yesterday."
He stares at my bed, and I pat it. He smiles and takes a seat. He's still shy.. unexpectedly shy. "Do you want me to help you clean?" He shakes his head, his eyes falling on me. "What?"
"N-Nothing.." I tilt my head to the side, thinking of what he could possibly be thinking. "(Y/n).." I hum. "Never mind.. I think I should head back to my room, goodnight." I cross my arms at him, and he looks away to avoid my gaze.
He kissed my forehead goodnight, leaving me all alone in my room. "He seemed like he wanted to cuddle.."
During Nationals, we lost to someone on the third day, and had to go back to Miyagi. He walked me home, and mom knew right away that we got together. He explained everything, saying that he'll be responsible and all sorts of things.
Well, we were given permission, but mom still had doubts about him but he didn't care. He would come over and we'd hang out, and he would also take me out on a date. He seemed like he's been wanting to do something like them.
I then started to remember things about mom's reasoning. If I had a reason why I like him, and why I agreed to being his girlfriend. I was stuck. I didn't know why.
Word spread that we were dating, and eventually almost every student in school knew about us. I would get questions like, how we got together, why I like him, or why he liked me. I had no idea.
We're at the rooftop, it's lunch. This is the only place we could be at peace. I think I'll ask him.
"Hey, why do you like me?" He puts his bottle down and shrugs. "What answer is that?"
"I don't need a reason to like you--love you. We've been together for months, don't ask me that." I pout and he feeds me broccoli. "Do I need to give you a reason?"
"Mom always tells me that I need a reason.. so yes?" He sighs and flicks my forehead. "Never mind. I can't even think about why I like you."
"Because you do." How bold of him, but I don't dislike it.
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Spring Inter High Preliminaries came, and I felt bad somehow. (Y/n) always looked a bit tired during trainings, bags under her eyes were visible.
I asked her why, and she said that she studies late as her way of managing her time. I don't think that she was managing her time, but pressuring herself instead.
I told her not to worry about the exams for now, but she was concerned about the college entrance exams. I don't exactly feel the burden she carries, but looking at her tells me everything about it.
She told me about the universities she was choosing, and her top choices were all in Tokyo. I asked her why, but she wouldn't tell me the reason. I kind of got the gist of it though.
We're on our way to the venue, and she's asleep with her head on my shoulder. I told her not to stress over anything.
The match against Karasuno for finals... well sadly and unfortunately, to cut things short, we unexpectedly lost against them. More than the game.. the unfortunate thing for me is... that she's crying.
"It's okay that we lost, we don't always win." She's been crying over the match. "(Y/n).."
"I didn't really get to watch you guys before.. but now..." She can't even speak properly. "I'm sorry.."
"Why are you apologizing?" I wipe her cheeks and let her cry on my chest. "Stop crying, your eyes are already puffy from studying all night. It's okay, stop crying."
"I'm sorry.." I kiss her forehead, and she calms down a little bit. "You still love me?" I nod, and she buries her face in my chest. "Really?"
"Of course." Why would I stop over something like this?
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Their match against Karasuno was intense, I couldn't focus on managing them at all. Ushijima had to tell me to calm down, and relax. There was a lot of deuces, it was a heartache.
I think I'm more devastated than them, but, they lost. Ushijima seemed okay about it, but I felt bad for being unable to watch them before.. today became their last.
I'm a mess. I went to the assembly while I still cried. Everyone except me was okay. To think that I'm not even a player, and yet, I'm the one who's still crying until now.
Everything ended, and I excused myself early to wash my face at the restroom. I should get myself together, and actually act like a manager. I should stop crying. Even Goshiki and the others have stopped.
I head back to the team, finding him with my mom. "(Y/n) sweetheart..." Why is she crying? Let alone.. why is she here?! "(Y/n)..." She ran up to me, crying on my shoulder as she hugged me tight.
"Mom? W-Why are you crying?"
"Ushiwaka and your team did great... but they lost." I can't believe that this is the reason why she's crying.
"Okay.. uhm.. calm down." I calmed her down, and she looked like a mess just like me.
She calmed down, and the two of us waited for her to get out of the restroom. She went there to wash her face, her mascara was smudged.
She got out, still looking like a mess, but a little bit better now. "Sorry, for the sudden uhm... Ushiwaka.." Is she going to get mad? "I trust you to take care of her from now on, and yes.. I'll let you two.. if she wants to come with you to Tokyo.."
"What?" She smiled and kissed my cheek, leaving as if she was running away from us. "What was that about?"
"What it was all about." He takes my hand and intertwines our fingers. He plants a kiss on my lips, and one on my forehead, bringing me outside the gym.
Ever since that day, mom was more lenient on the two of us. She even congratulated him for getting into the National team. She let him be the one to take me to Tokyo for the college entrance exams.
After graduation, mom said that I only had a week to pack. I moved to the apartment that she rented for me to stay in while I studied there. I got into the University of Tokyo.
We would meet when he could, and we would go on a date outside or just spend it at my apartment. I didn't mind either way. He was busy with training, and I had school. But, he would always be around when I get sick.
Things then went by quickly, and graduating from college just flashed before my eyes. But, right now.. I'm finishing my thesis for me to graduate.
"Love... help me?" I beg, and he just pats my head and kisses me on the lips. "Ushijima..."
"(Y/n), I haven't been in school for four years, don't ask me anything about that." I plop myself beside him on the bed, and he fixes my shirt. "Finish it now."
"I don't want to... I'm lazy.." He turns me around, and pinches my side gently, and I immediately smack him. "Help..." He shakes his head, and attempts to pull me up.
"I love you, but again, I have no idea." I bury my face in my pillow, hearing him sigh. "How about this? I'll give you a present when you're able to finish that and graduate." He lays on me, still supporting his weight not to crush me.
He kisses my neck, nuzzling it gently. "How about you give it now?" I look at him, and he presses a kiss on my lips. "Now..? So I can be motivated? Anything.. just not your lust, and your dirty ideas."
He furrows his brows and I turn around, him still hovering over me. "Are you sure?" I nod, and he presses another kiss on my lips. He pulls me up, and I wait for him to give it to me.
He hands me a box--a music box.. "Will you marry me? Oh hell yes, okay I'll do it now." I hurriedly get off the bed, but he grabs my wrist, and pulls me back. "What???? I'm off to finishing my thesis so that I can marry you."
"I'll marry you either way, just one thing." I raise my brows, and he smiles at me. "Take it easy, and don't stress too much over it." I nod, and he pulls me in for a kiss.
"Is there anything else you want to say?"
"No, I'll just tell you everything on our wedding day." He kissed me again, giving me a kiss on my forehead. "I love you, now go."
"Okay.. wedding day--Love." I will wait for that day.
"Don't worry, I will marry you." Okay, I will wait for that wedding day. "Where's my reply?"
"I love you too, handsome rock face." He frowns and I innocently smile at him. Wedding day~
hehehehe this is late oml, my phone is miraculously responsive and annoyingly unresponsive. anyway, i hope you all enjoyed this. i will write more :]
i love you all and see you on the next! good mornight luvs! <3