Yes to heaven~

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Reita pov~

Kusuo's coming over Kusuo's coming over oh shit oh shit oh shit-

That's how my mornings been. Why am I freaking out so much? I don't know, maybe because WE STARTING DATING THIS WEEK.

I play around with my recently blow dried hair, trying to find the sexiest option.

I'm not a perv, I swear. I'm just trying to look nice.

The first part might be a slight lie.

I examine myself in the mirror after finally deciding on a hairstyle. A loose t-shirt and some plain sweatpants. It's so painfully plain, but it'll have to do.

Knock.

OH FUCK IM NOT READY.

"Heyyy~" I lean against my door frame, in an attempt to look cool.

His hairs messy, but clearly untangled, and he's wearing a long sleeve with some leggings.

Goddamnit he's hot.

How did I manage to pull him?

"Uh, cmon in." I step aside, allowing the short male to pass through.

He flips onto my mattress almost immediately, wrapping himself in my blanket.

I sit down beside him, unsure what to do. What can I do?

What if I cross any lines?

What if he hates me after?

What if he breaks up with me?

What if he never talks to me again?

What if he-

What was that.

I look down to see a man resting his head on my stomach.

WHAT DO I DO NOW?!

I place an arm around his waist, as he scrolls through his phone.

He shoves the phone in my direction; his way of showing my a funny video.

Not much goes on in the following hours, until his phone almost dies.

"Ughhhh," he turns off the device. "Fuck this." He plugs it into an outlet right above my bed, and sighs.

A pair of arms grasps around my neck tightly, and a face burrows into my chest.

I place a hand on his head, fingers sinking into the fluffy pink mess.

After a while, once my arms settle around his waist, the head moves to my neck, burrowing as far as it can before letting out a light huff.

An hour or so passes, before he goes back on his phone. Only about fifteen minutes later he seems to have gotten bored of it and decided to play some music.

His head on my lap, he looks into my eyes. Upside down, of course.

"Say yes to heaven~

Say yes to me~

I've got my eye on you~

I've got my eye on you~"

Tears blur my eyes, which drip out almost as soon as they form.

Only a few tears.

They're not sad, not in the slightest, as a smile fills my face, matching his ear-to-ear.

As he sings, all the worries in the world go away.

His hands reach up for my head, pulling us together.

My hand, still caressing his chin, moves ever so slightly back and forth.

It's a quick, but meaningful and passionate kiss.

Even when we pull apart, the music still plays. Bliss to my ears.

I love this song.

It resembles us.

Us.

I start to sing, just like he did before.

The song ends, and loops again.

"Kusuo, I love you so, so fucking much." I pull him closer to me.

"I know," he places his head against my chest. "I still, still love you more though. More than you could ever know."

He dives in for another kiss. "Ah, nuh uh! I love you more. Through the fabric of the universe and back."

"Oh really? Why don't we take a quick trip there and back and see if that's true?"

"Why not just read my mind and figure out how much I love you?"

"Not nearly as much as I love you!"

"I love you more!"

"No, I love you more!"

"Impossible."

"Possible!"

We both take a short laugh.

"Even if you're right, I'll never stop loving you. I can guarantee that." I run my fingers through his hair.

"Same to you."

We kiss again, and again, and again after that, never wanting to stop. A certain sped up Lana Del Rey song making more and more memories by the moment.

A moment that would never grow old.

And that's how the rest of the moments went.

When we graduated,

when I proposed,

when he said yes,

when we got married,

I always made sure to play that song for good luck.

Hell, it was even in my wedding vows, and engraved into our wedding rings. 

Because, truth be told, 

For eternity,

and until my dying breath.

One thing will always stay the same.








Kusuo, I've got my eye on you.


<3




(694 words)

(1 hour)

I CRIED WHILE MAKING THIS

REITA HONEY YOURE SO FUCKING SWEET

I also didnt check over this before publishing it---

Okay but like

Me and who?

Anyway, Merry Christmas (if you celebrate)

This is my Christmas gift to you <3

Thanks for reading

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