After Mitsuya finishes reading it you hug him as he looks destroyed.
Mitsuya: y/n, please promise me youll never leave me.
y/n: Im sorry, I wont, I promise.
And 4 years later you and Mitsuya own a house together have a 2 month old baby boy and are happily married, Mitsuyas a famous designer and those deep cuts that use to pour blood are now just scars and a reminder of you both could have lost.
(A/n) I hope you guys enjoyed the story and I thank you for reading this story it really means alot to me and if you have any feedback please tell me so I can improve future story's.
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