𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄?" ☡ thoma x ayato

𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙚 (ix)

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i leaned back onto the chair, heaving a sigh of anger mixed with relief. i'm just glad i got out of ayato's house. i glance towards my phone as a notification popped up. it must be the fanpage again. despite that, i still checked my phone. my eyes widened in horror as i stared at the text.

kotarou : hey, can we meet?

this can't be. kotarou, my ex boyfriend that broke up with me on the night i met ayato, wants to meet? (reference to the first chapter)

thoma : for what? i've a boyfriend now.

kotarou : really? bring that fucker then. tomorrow, 2pm at xx cafe.
don't forget i still love u darling.

nope. i'm done for. i mean, i could easily just not go, but kotarou already knows my address. he'll get me to the cafe, forcefully or not. he's already done that in the past. i have no relation to any other guy besides my father and ... ayato.
shit. i'll have to take the risk.

thoma : hey, ayato
i'm so sorry for this
are you free at 2pm tomorrow?

ayato : i might be busy
what's up?

thoma : i need you to act like my boyfriend
please.
my ex wants to meet for..whatever reason.

ayato : i am free.
where is it?

thoma : i'll send u the details tomorrow
thanks

ayato : dw
i'll drive u there

i set my phone down onto the desk. that's settled for tomorrow. i should pick out an outfit to impress ayato. i strut to my closet, rummaging through my pile of clean clothing. i picked out a short sleeved shirt, but it looked too informal. i also had a skirt lying around, but that would make me seem weird. finally, i decided on an outfit. the forecast showed that it would be cold tomorrow. hence i chose a long sleeved brown sweater with lily white cargo pants. i placed my nikes beside, and my favourite cologne on my dresser.
i'm all set for tomorrow.

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i checked the details thoma sent. looks like the cafe is a 15 minute drive away. it's not too bad for a shaggy cafe. anyways, i turned up the music, and entered thoma's address on the gps. i've already prepared flowers for thoma. i hope he likes lilies, cause that's all i have. i danced along to the music as i drove.
i reached thoma's address right on time. not too early, not too late. i looked out my tinted windows, and noticed thoma walking towards the car. he's dressed nicely for this occasion. of course, like the gentleman i am, i got out of the car and opened the door for him.
"thanks! i'm sorry i look bad, it's all i have."
thoma looks stunning, so i don't know why he would say such a thing. i brushed my fingers against his forehead, putting his hair behind his ear. i pulled him in by the waist, and whispered into his ear.
"you look great, love"

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i pulled away, shocked from ayato's affection. i know we're acting like boyfriends for today, but i didn't know he'd act like this. i thanked him awkwardly, and got into the car. after ayato got into the car, he seemed hesitant about something. ayato holds my palms out, and takes the bouquet from the back seat.
"for you, darling."
his face flushed dark red as he gave them to me. is this what ayato would be like as a boyfriend? if so, i'd like to be his boyfriend every day.
i love flowers, i really do. especially pretty ones. my eyes never left the flowers, even as ayato started driving. i counted every petal on the stems. i kissed every single petal. i love them all equally.
ayato nudges my shoulder, signalling that we've arrived. i gulped. i'm not scared. i'll be fine. why would i be scared? i'll totally be fine. i keep repeating those lines to myself. telepathically, ayato places a palm on my cheek.

"calm down, i'm here with you, remember?"