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"S-so?" His eyes showed it all. The plead, want, and emotion just overflowing in his expression.

"But you'll-"

"No, no I won't. Not again, not anymore. Matter of fact" He pulls something out of his pocket. A wrinkled piece of paper with the fading pencil marks scribbled on. "You can cash this in now" I took it and smiled. "I saw it in your pocket about to fall out and I realized it was something from high school because the last thing I wanted was to hurt you and I did. So hurt me, break my heart, break it a million times. I don't care. As long as I have you." His face was much closer now. Our noses barely touching.

I bring his face closer to mine, quickly syncing into pace. My hands were on his hair, combing through the soft waves. I could feel his tears flowing down my cheek as he tightened the grip around my hair and trailing down my arms to my waist. "I still love you, Tooru. You know that. But so god help me, if you hurt me again, you have a bunch of people from Tokyo and Mai jumping you." He smiles and wipes his tear up.

"That's the first time you've called me Tooru. Does that mean-"

"Yes you fucking dork!" He grins and pulls me back in, kissing me once again. I felt him smile against my lips as his hands wandered around my hips. His lips started to make its way down my neck and settling it onto my collarbone.

"Tooru?"

"Yea?"

"Can we go it's really cold." He laughs and stands up, helping me up on my feet. He carries me up in his arms and runs to the base of the hill and puts me inside the car, blasting the heater and driving back to the city. He couldn't keep his right hand off me as he drove me back to my hotel.

"Oh, Ms. l/n. A word." A lady went up to me, grabbing my attention. "I'm sorry but I didn't realize you'd be staying for a little longer and there's a guest that already pre booked so we must let them in the room and kick you out."

"Oh-"

Tooru interrupts. "That's just fine, she'll be staying with me." He tells the lady and she smiles.

"Ahh, how perfect. Please just give back the key card and we'll get you fixated after." I give her a thumbs up and ran to my room. Packing up everything which wasn't a lot since everything was still in my suitcase. Tooru carried everything to the in the car while I gave back the keycard and paid for the room. We drove back to Tooru's place and I plopped down on the couch. He sits down next to me, placing my head on his lap, stroking my hair and massaging my scalp.

"I'm going to go take a bath." I hop back up on my feet and rummaged through Tooru's clothes and found a black shirt. Digging deeper was an old picture of us, from when we were kids. I pick it up and smile. We were so young and happy. He had a so many band aids on his face and limbs he looked like a mummy but with bandaids and hydrocolloid tape. As for me, my arms were lightly internally bleeding from all the serves he made me pick up because Iwa was busy hunting bugs.

"y/n, what are you still doing here-" He smiles and wraps his arms around my waist. "Oh you found it."

"Yea, you looked like an idiot."

I push him off and went in the bathroom for a shower and skin care. I dried my hair and put them up in plaits so they had waves tomorrow. I made my way to the bedroom and laid down next to Tooru, placing my head on his chest. "Tired?" he asks

"Mhmm." I reply while moving myself closer to him.

"Where are you going next?"

"Los Angeles since I've already been to Peru, Mexico, Bolivia and Chile before." I mumble on his skin.

"You know, Iwa-chan asked if I wanted to come visit this weekend. Maybe that's a good way to break the news to them. And also Mai and Iwa got engaged."

"Hmm, that's nice." My eyes were now dropping from the fatigue. "Good night Tooru."

"Good night, princesa."

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"Morning, bonita" he softly speaks in my ear, kissing the top part and making his way down to my neck. "I have one more place I want to show you."

"Huh?" I ask him while finally opening my eyes.

"Come on, you're going to love it." He sits me up and throws me some shorts and one of his old graphic tees.

"Where are we going?" I ask slipping on the clothes and putting on hygiene things. I put on some black shoes and tied my hair up into a pony tail, washing my face to make it less puffy.

"You'll see. You trust me right?"

"To some extent" I tease and he gives me that look.

"Whatever, you'll love it. And it's reminding me of you ever since I read that letter of yours."

"If it's worth waking up at 7 in the morning for then ok"

a/n: ahahaha my eyes hurt that's why i couldn't update. also i'm dealing with like my entire family fat shaming the hell out of me and making fun of my stretch marks so that's not swag. ok in another news, i'm getting permanent glasses because my eyes decided to not work properly and need help like i do. i mean i've needed glasses for a while but now i need them
more because i can't see the board at school even if im two rows to the front. ok i'll shut up now bye bye !!