Meet me at 1

Sunday

Yuno woke up lazily while he rubbed his eyes and shifted in bed a couple of times before finally getting up from the bed. His feet touched the cold floor, and his head hung low as his eyes closed for a minute.

He looked up to stare at the tiny window near the ceiling. His eyes travelled down to the table where a lone envelope was seen there. He reached out for it and opened to read its content excitedly.

It was a letter from his girlfriend.

Noelle had sent him a letter telling him that he's due this month and to start wrapping up. 

*

"You have a visitor, Cell number 0410."

The messy grangly man pushed the chair back as he stood. Other prisoners no longer eyed him whenever the guard announced that he had a visitor. They were used to it by now. Most of them even knew who it was.

"Lead the way." 

He was aggressively uncuffed before he entered the visiting room. 

"No funny business."

The prison guard warned him as usual.

He should know by now that I wouldn't bother trying anything there, especially not when my sentence was close to ending now.

As soon as he entered the room, he almost forgot to breathe. It feels so long since he last saw her.

She looks amazing as usual.

Rich silver hair and lovely pink eyes. Her fingers tapped the table in front of her impatiently.

"Yuno!"

His girlfriend eagerly motioned to him to sit in front of her. He chuckled at her cuteness and did just that.

"How was work today?"

She rolled her eyes, "If it wasn't for birdie showing up last minute, I wouldn't be here right now."

He loved the way she became so animated when she had to explain something. Facial expression erratically changing and unique hand motions that were made after every sentence. He would never be tired of listening to her and looking at her.

"How about you? How's it going in there?"

"The food here sucks as you already know. Other than that, everything else is okay."

She giggles, which unintentionally attracts one of the prisoners beside him to gape at her.

That stupid monkey can't stop gawking at my girlfriend and pay attention to his own visitor's words.

Yuno leaned closer to the glass, cleverly blocking her from the other prisoner's line of sight. The prisoner huffed before looking away.

Can't blame him for that.

"You're going to have to wrap up soon."

His saffron eyes glowed, "So when am I due for?"

"This coming Saturday."

Grins made their way to both of their faces. The urge to kiss her hard on the lips was suffocating. So suffocating that it made him utter brazen words without thinking straight.

"Shall we get married?"

Outrageous.

He wanted to crawl in a deep hole and die. The other prisoners and visitors seemed to have heard it as they now conversed in hushed tones.

Great. Just great. Couldn't you wait until you were out of prison? She definitely lost half of her feelings for me because of how our first talk of marriage was brought up in prison.