|Chapter Twenty Three|

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When the morning came we were cleaning incense off your vinyl shelf
'Cause we lost track of time again
Laughing with my feet in your lap
Like you were my closest friend

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"You're obsessed with suits." I chuckled while knotting the ends of the tie, and fixing it around his neck.

"What's wrong in looking good and sophisticated." Rin mused in his baritone, putting his hands around my waist.

I rolled my eyes, shaking my head. "I see."

He let out an unfunny laugh. Stepping closer to me, his ocean blue orbs fixed on mine. "You are so beautiful." His voice was low and casted with the obvious adoration.

I cleared my throat, as the blush creeping on my cheeks. "Thank you."

His eyes glistening in the sunlight. "I've been planning to make you my wife since we were 15." A small smile tugged on the corner of his lips.

"..I often use to put your name with mine, and God!.." he chuckled lowly inhaling sharply and closing the gap, stepping closer, putting his hand on my shoulder. "..it looks so amazing, sound amazing." He trailed, stroking my hair over my back. A soft smile, stretched on my lips, while he speaks.

His eyes were low, and back to my face, time by time. With a smile on his lips. "I never liked your last name." His brows scrunched a second and then chuckled another, making my eyes wide.

"No offense to your late father." He smiled, looking up at the ceiling, then back to me. "But I must say, sir. Your daughter's name, is so much more prettier and powerful, when put with mine." He said firmly, putting his forehead against mine.

"Thank you. For everything." His arms around my waist, tightly, while leaning his chin, on my shoulder. His breathe fanning against my ear.

I smiled patting on his back. "I am thankful to you, Rin." He chuckled lowly, inhaling sharply. "If I am not wrong it was you, who put lilies in my locker, like every forth day, right?"

His body shook, letting out a laugh. "Indeed, I thought to put some use to the garden of lilies, after all."

My head tilted, in disbelief as well, with a mixture of amusement. "That does makes sense." And a low chuckle escaped my lips.

I pulled out from the hug first, fixing his hair. When my eyes flew over his wrist. The black rubber band, still coiled around his wrist. I sighed, taking his hand in mine, and pulling it out. "This belongs here." And curled it in my hair, in a ponytail.

He smiled, nodding. "I stole it from you in high school."

I know that.

"I love you, Y/n. I love you very much." He mused, putting his hand over my jaw, caressing my cheek. I smiled.

"I know."

The smile on his face was priceless. He smiled and I melted.

"Aren't we true color of red? Our love is truly red." I spoke, hugging his waist. He exhaled sharply, tilting his head to look down at me. "Your side is red, doll....my..." He paused briefly. "Mine is pure black." And placed a kiss on my forehead, putting his arm around me.

I felt my chest tightened and the heaviness rested on my shoulder. The certain pain he was carrying all this time by himself, was starting to show it's side effects. The constant depressing thoughts and words.

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