Song of the Heart

Chapter eight: Finale

Sanemi’s POV
Time passed on, as it always and forever will. It doesn't stop for anyone or anything. Fucking shithead. Anyways- yes, time did go on, and so did my annoying feelings for Giyuu. We met up more often. It started out as talking about our music making and all. Then it developed into talking about music in general. Such as genres; rock, classical, and jazz. Plus certain singers or bands; Hozier, Mother Mother, and Olivia Rodrigo.
Furthering getting to know each other. Days, weeks, months... they all passed quickly. Texting had become a daily thing for us. Then calling had joined in about almost weekly. Then, we see each other just about whenever we can. As time passed, my siblings only continued to pester me about asking him out. Seems I am bad at hiding my feelings. Even my best friends wanted to know more and meet him. It's all so annoying in a way and crazy.
My phone rings, causing me to snap out of my brain daze. It's exactly who I have been thinking of. Yet when am I not thinking of him?

"Hello?"

"Hey- can we meet up soon? The café like usual."

His voice seemed rushed, and the way each word was said, anyone could tell he was upset. So I obviously agreed, and then once the call ended, I headed out. It was a café almost right between the distance of us. I speed just a little bit. Yes, I am kind of a reckless driver. Anyways- I finally arrive and go in and sit at our usual spot. I've arrived before him. I decided quickly to order for both of us. I know his usual by now. Once he walks in, I almost stand. Surprise, anger, worry, and all sorts of feelings swirl in my gut. His eyes are a bit puffy and slowly calming down but still somewhat red. He'd been crying. I've never seen him cry.
He walks over, and before he sits down, I finally decide to stand up. He pauses, most likely wondering what I'm doing. Then, here and now, for the first time, I pull him in and hug him.

"What happened?"

Honestly, I almost don't recognise my voice. It's softer than usual and has more emotion to it. Kind of gross, not gonna lie. His face scrunched up a bit, and I can feel his warm face against my neck. He doesn't say anything or cry. I continue to hold him nonetheless. After a while, we both sit down and drink what I ordered for us. He starts to explain everything to me. His best friend since childhood had confessed, and it became a big ordeal as he did not feel the same way.

"Sanemi... there's something else.."

"Well, you can say it, I'm all ears. I promise."

"He was so upset and really persistent on knowing why I couldn't love him back. I told him that I love you..."

"Is it true?"

"...yes... Yes, it's true, I can't get you out of my mind. Nor my heart, it seems... I know we are just friends, but that's how I feel."

I grab his hand and smile, I lean closer and wipe the new small tears. I then brush his bangs out of his face. Followed up by holding his face in my hand.

"I love you too."

[ Thank you all so much for reading this and my other fanfictions of these two!! I will be stopping/really slowing down my fanfiction writing. While it is fun, yes, I want to create my own original work. I want to share my words in stories I create. I will still write fanfictions sometimes. Just will be spaced out and less. It'll probably shorter as well. I love fanfiction writing, I do! But oh, the joy I get from writing legit anything I want is overwhelming. So I thank every last one of you for reading this. Please give my original work a chance. Just as you did to my fanfictions. ]