WRITTEN IN THE STARS | free de la hoya

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 22 - ᴇᴍɪᴛ ᴘɪᴋs *.✧

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THIRD POV

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       THE SMOOTH FLOWING of her silky H/C locks as it blew through the wind in forest, spring leaves flying by faster than summer. The glistening of her glossy E/C orbs were clearer than crystals in a cave, brighter than the sun and filled with the brilliance of a million stars. The young lady's face was highlighted in the golden sun's limelight as she tucked a few thick strands behind her ear, which was decorated with many silver earrings, enhancing her appearance even more.

       Y/N Kaneguro grew into even more of a captivating international beauty as the years went on, also continuing to expand her theater experience.

"For it was not into my ears you whispered, but into my heart."

Eventually, she decided to take a deeper dive into romance, often serenading to close ones and asking for their opinion back.

       "It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul."

       Yes.

Y/N was on her knee in the blades of the emerald grass. With her arm outstretched before her, she extended a open hand out to her beloved. Her delicate fingers were positioned with much perfection, thumb hovering not far above.

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Y/N'S POV

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       "Princess," he began. Free tilted his head like a curious child as he took ahold of my hand. "What're you doing?"

'Wha—'

"Free De—sweetie, baby, honey, angel of mine—La dummy Hoya." I made a face, holding my over hand to my hip as soon as he pulled me to my feet with ease. "I've been doing this for the past two years and your oblivious Captain Cuddles self doesn't understand?"

       The other bladers were running sprints back and forth just a few meters away, Kristina marking down their timings.

I blinked.

       We stood not far, but enough so that no attention would be drawn to us while I recited my carefully worded poem.

       Free—as usual—was the first to finish.