You were on your way home from work when you spotted your boyfriend up on the big screen of a building,
“New men’s perfume by Kise Ryouta,” you slightly smiled.
Even though it was the same commercial over and over again that you see on your way home, you couldn’t help but feel proud. That was your boyfriend up on the screen. How many people can say that your boyfriend is a well-known model internationally? Not a lot.
You arrived at the apartment with all of the lights off. Checking the clock, you saw that it was 2 am already.
“Ah. He’s already asleep,” you whispered to yourself.
You always worked late, but this was the first that you passed 12 am. You put your bag on the couch and went straight to the room. There, lay Kise Ryouta sleeping soundly. As usual, he was taking up your half of the bed.
You undressed yourself and put your pajamas on. Before getting on the bed, you crouched down in front of him and smiled. You tapped his nose lightly and giggled. This was the first time in a while where he fell asleep before you.
He opened his eyes slightly and frowned,
“Why are you home so late?” he grumbled.
“Had to do some extra stuff at the office,” you said as you scooted him over and sat down beside him.
He snuggled up to your lap and looked up at you. He smiled despite his sleep-deprived schedule.
“Do I have to have a reason to look at my beautiful girlfriend?”
“Even half-asleep, you’re still as smooth as ever, Kise Ryouta.”
“Hmph. Don’t be mean. We rarely get to see each other.”
You ran your hand through his hair and swept his bangs away. He slowly closed his eyes. You gave him a peck on the lips before muttering the words, “Goodnight.”
You moved his head and placed him on his pillow. You slid down and covered your body with the blanket. Kise placed his arms on top of you and he pulled you closer to him. You looked at him and saw he was awake.
“You know, if you were awake then you could’ve moved yourself.”
“You’re sweet,” he smirked.
“The sweetest,” you smiled. “Go to sleep, you have to wake up early tomorrow.”
He shook his head. You turned to face him.
“I cancelled it,” he said.
With eyes wide opened, you asked “Why?”
He wasn’t one to cancel work. Work always came first to him. That’s what gave him trouble with his past relationships.
“No reason. I want to spend the day with you tomorrow. You don’t have work right?”
You pressed your forehead against his, “Are you ill?”
He chuckled, “No you silly. I just thought that I should spend more time with you. It’s been forever since we did anything together.”
You felt warm when he said that. You wrapped your arms around his body and embraced him. You looked up at him and smiled,
“What do you want to do tomorrow?” you asked gleefully.
He slid his arm under your body and the other one played with your hair.
“Anywhere you wanna go, as long as I’m with you.”
You giggled, “You’re so cheesy.”
“The cheesiest,” he replied.
He kissed your forehead, “I love you.”
You smiled, “I love you too.”
He looked at you straight in the eyes, “I wanna spend my entire life with you, _____. I can’t imagine myself with another girl, you’ve made it impossible,” he whispered.
“Are you talking in your sleep again?”
He pouted, “You’re ruining a good moment, hun.”
“Oh I’m sorry. Just keep talking, I’ll listen.”
He smiled as you two continued to look at each other in the eyes.
“Let’s get married.”
You froze at his words. By the tone of his voice, he seemed to be serious, but his facial expression was just so casual.
“We’re at that age where we can finally get married, _____. We’ve been dating for three years, and I know how numbers don’t really matter in a relationship, but I’m serious when I say that I won’t find another girl like you again. My search is over. You’re perfect for me; you don’t care about my past. You see me as me, and not some model who used to play around with girls unlike everybody else.”
You were filled with joy and happiness that you began to cry. That was the most sincere thing he has ever said before. This was the same feeling that you had when he said “I love you” for the first time.
“Wh-what’s wrong?! Did I say something wrong?” he asked while panicking.
“Nothing!” you laughed.
You wiped your tears away and kissed him. You pulled him closer to you, and his arms wrapped you tight.
You two took a small pause, “Wait, so is that a yes?” he asked.
You smirked, “You never even asked.”
Your eyes locked once more,
“I love you, _____.”
“I love you too, Ryouta.”
He kissed your forehead, then your cheek, then your lips, then your neck and he slowly made his way down to the rest.