Takashi Mitsuya
Fluff, Comfort
(This is a chapter from an upcoming book)

I breathed steadily as my heart raced as he walked towards me. His jacket blowing in the wind with his face slightly scarred most likely from a fight he had earlier.

My feelings for him never wavered. He was perfect in my eyes. Lilac eyes and lavender hair that reminded me of my favorite flowers. I could drown in them like a field of lilacs and wisterias.

"Sorry I'm late, Y/N-chan." He smiled with his signature grin that melted my heart. How can I be mad at him?

We stood there in silence. Every second that passed my hands grew sweaty and I began to pinch my skin. "Hey! Don't do that." He stated as he grabbed my wrist with a firm but gentle hold. His hands felt icy but warm at the same time.

"I see that you've been biting your nails again." He stated taking notice of my unkept nails. "I'll take you for a manicure. I can't have my beauty queen's nails looking like this can we?" He chuckled a bit, properly intertwining his slender fingers in mine.

He pulled me closer to him, but I averted eye contact. It's strange how I long for him and love him but can't look him straight in the eye. "You're so cute, Y/N-chan please don't change."

My heart dropped at his words. I couldn't respond to his tender words. My throat contracted and my eyes began to let out little drizzles of tears. He kissed my temple softly and pulled me into a sincere hug.

"Before you say anything I don't pity you." He stated in the crook of my neck with a steady breath. If he doesn't pity me then why be with me?

"I love you. Sorry, I was too dense to notice before. I thought it was too good to be true." He giggled softly in my neck, causing it to tickle a bit.

I don't deserve love after the hell I put people through. I don't deserve him. Should I break up with him? I don't deserve all the love he's given me.

"Takashi, I think we should—." He cut me off with a a rough but tender kiss. His lips were soft and tasted like chamomile tea on a cold winter day.

When we broke from the kiss, he stepped back from me. I tilted my head in confusion at his peculiar gesture. He searched his blue jeans for something in its pockets and took out a small box.

A small box? How strange. "Do you remember the first time we met, Y/N?" He asked with a small smirk on his subtle features. "Of course I remember it was one of the best days of my life." I smiled gently.

"Do you remember what you said?" He tried to hold in a small laugh. "I said a lot of things. I can't remember." I genuinely answered with a thinking stance.

"You said 'Buy a big diamond ring for me? Would you get down on your knees for me? Pop that pretty question, right now baby." He stated with a trembling voice due to his laughter. I was singing a song...

"Ugh! That's so humiliating." I sighed of exhaustion of my younger self. I was quite the handful in 2005. "Here you go." He smiled a toothy grin throwing the small red box to me.

It was velvety and was decorated with a lilac bow. "It's may not be the pretty question but it's a promise." He scratched his cheek.

I opened the box to reveal a delicate silver ring that was beautifully decorated with Amethyst stones. My eyes began to well up for the second time of the night.

"You teased Takemichi about being a crybaby." He giggled and rubbed my head. What have I done to deserve such an angel? He deserves a much better girl.

The box was stained again with water droplets although it wasn't from me. The sky understood my grief as well and had sympathized with me. As everyone else ran to shelter I stood there looking at the ring with Mitsuya by my side.

I felt a light weight being thrown on me. "Let's go, I can't have my future wife catching a cold can I?" Mitsuya stated as he intertwined our fingers once more and walked to a nearby shelter.

"I love you." I whispered weakly as we walked hand in hand.

"I love you too, Y/N."

𝔇𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔰𝔢𝔵𝔲𝔞𝔩❦