𝓼𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡 ݁ᛪ༙ 𝗺𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙚.

( her affections are usually lost on him, but tonight feels a little bit different. he'd felt .. butterflies on the walk to meet her, and here they are again when her lips grace his cheek. he pushes the feeling away, stows it deep down

i did. ( he pulls her to a stop just before the entrance to the restaurant, the two of them stood beneath an awning. they're facing one another, her stood before him, and he leans down to plant a chaste kiss to her cheek. sweet. ) i

( he lets her swing their arms, despite knowing how childish and foolish it may look through an outsider's perspective. whatever'll make her happy, he guesses. ) i missed you, you know. ( a piece of him did, anyways. that piece he buries

( light waits patiently at the doorway for her return, staring up at the night sky. it's hard to make out the stars in the city, something that's always made him sad. and when she comes back, ) you like them? i'm glad. are you ready?

you didn't startle me. think i'm used to that by now. *💧 ( he should be, anyway. he extends the hand holding the flowers to pass them off, unsure as to whether or not he should offer to come in and put them in water for her. and

( he braces himself when the door swings open and sure enough, she flies into him. he tries to save the flowers but before he can move them, she's squished to him, her arms around his neck. he slips his free arm out from between the

( light yagami raises a fist to knock on her door. twice, just to be sure she hears. he takes a small step backward and clears his throat, glancing down at the too-bright bouquet in his hand. ick. while he waits, his gut flutters with

( it's been a week since he's last seen @MISAMllSA, seven days, three since he'd agreed to go on a date with her, a real one, and light is still just as nervous as he was when he'd accepted. he's stood outside of her apartment with