"Absolutely not," your boyfriend grumbled, keeping his stance completely still as you tugged on his arm. "I am not going."
You gave the man a stern glare. "Hey! Makoto was nice enough to invite us along, so shouldn't we go...?"
With The Tragedy coming to a close, the air had finally cleared up enough to be breathed safely. And with the skies becoming blue and the warm weather starting to resurface, Makoto had invited the survivors of the killing school life to the beach.
And you were ecstatic.
"Please? I haven't gone to a beach in years!" You cooed, lightly tugging the visor that you had forced onto the poor man's head so that it covered his eyes. "...It'll be fun, I promise!"
"You can't promise that, you ditzy idiot," Byakuya huffed, adjusting his visor back into its original position. But when he looked back down at your pleading expression, his face softened. "...But fine. Only for you, darling."
He gently kissed your forehead, but immediately pulled back when you began literally jumping for joy. "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you...!" You reached back over, giving him a passionate kiss on the lips before laughing and dashing off again.
