Dear Diary

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by RayneKnight

by RayneKnight

Rin's POV

As I changed into my PJ's i noticed that Len stepped outside to give me my space. When we were younger, we changed in the same room at the same time because we didn't know better but now that we're 14 we have to change separately.

"Okay, Len, you can come in. I'm done changing." I didn't hear an answer. I looked outside the door to see he wasn't there. I began to panic.

"Len! Len! Len! Where the hell are you!"

"Rin, I'm right here."

I fell to his chest crying. I was so scared that he might have abandoned me.

"Hey, what's wrong? I'm here now and I promise I won't leave your side ever again," and with that he tied our hands with string so he couldn't leave my side. Just like when we were children.

As we slept in the same bed, he held me close to him, and like he said, never let me go.

LEN'S POV

Rin was as cold as the freezer, and it was summer time. I just hope she doesn't get hypothermia or anything else. I held her close to me in hope she would get warmer. And you know what, she did!

"Good morning my beautiful sister," I said as she woke up facing me.

She smiled and said back to me, "Well hello my prince charming"

We both smiled and then our faces changed to a very dark red. I kissed her on the cheek again and told her that I would go make breakfast like always.

She went with me because our hands were tied from last night. She said, "You can untie the string as long as you stay with me at all times." And with that we were sitting on the couch, watching the news. I put my arm around her.

"You are so cute after you wake up from a nap."

Rin's POV

I laied my head on his shoulder. Next thing I knew my head was in his lap, and I was laying down, falling asleep. It was time for lunch when Len woke me up. I didn't mind because we had a good lunch.

"Len, you look like you're tired as well. You should go lay down."

"I would, but I can't leave your side, remember?" he said as I was wrapping my arms around him.

Len always made my tummy feel weird when I was around him, but it was a good kind of weird. Like when "someone makes you blush and you don't even like them," is more of a way to explain it. We were sitting on the couch together again, but this time he did fall asleep on my lap. I grabbed my diary and started writing an entry:

"Dear Diary"