The ground underneath his feet crunched with every step from the dried up fall leaves covering the forest floor. He had already successfully sneaked out of the servant's house where he was supposed to stay until morning, but that rule quit applying to him when he met you in person.
The princess of Osaka was who he had fallen in love with so many months ago. Your scent, that gorgeous hair and your extremely soft skin that just completely disrupted his thoughts. Your lips were like silk and your eyes were the prettiest shade of (e/c) he had ever seen.
You were already tucked away in your room for the night, without your maids who had gone to bed. The small romantic novel you had started reading a while ago, was pried open on your desk as the story written on the pages ensnared all of your other thoughts. You were in a completely different world as the only small light from the lamp next to you beamed, lighting the room. The silk robe you wore over your gorgeous nightgown slipped off your shoulder slightly as you unconsciously leaned forward to engross the intense scene going on in the words of your book.
Suddenly a very faint knock on your balcony doors sounded, making you jump nearly a foot in the air. Your looked at the doors and sighed happily, closing your book and getting up from your desk. You reached through the curtain and unlocked the door carefully, then pulled back to wait for him to enter. He appeared through the curtains, closing the door behind him and locking it shut. He fixed the curtains back so nobody could see into the room before he turned to look at you.
"Yuta," you breathed, making the bright smiled you loved so much appear on his face.
"Y/n," he whispered back, stepping into your embrace and hugging your gentle frame. He pulled back and moved his hand up your neck to hold your jaw and left his other hand at your waist. His head tilted to his right a little, leaning down toward your mouth.
You inhaled lightly and your eyes fluttered shut as soon as his lips melted onto yours. Your heart beat quickened and an eruption of butterflies filled your stomach. His hands pulled at your waist as the kids deepened and roughened slightly.
Yuta pulled away from your lips breathless and completely, terrifyingly, and sincerely in love with you. "Y/n?"
You looked up at him and lifted your hand up to hold his cheek, stroking his cheek bone with your thumb.
"Run away with me."
