a yukierre story

Confetion

Pierre's pov

I thought about what I just did as I grabbed plates to put the food on. Yuki had sat on the sofa waiting.
I thought about how I wrapped my arms around him.how I wanted to do it again. I felt like I was complete having him there.I need him there.
Maybe I should take him out to food, his favourite sushi place . I walked of to him,food in hand. As I placed the plate with the pastry's on the table his voice murmured
"Thank you for these 私の愛(Watashi no ai)"
I looked confused. I knew it was Japanese but I wasn't sure what. He let out a laugh as he looked at me.
"What does that mean yukes" I asked desperately wanting to know
"Not saying" this frustrated me a bit
He looked away from me but I couldn't let him not tell me. I put my hand on his cheek and made his adorable face look at me.
His face turned red
"It means my love.." he says loosing his smile but still bright red.
I was shocked.my love.. I ... I liked it.
I smiled at him.
"Your not mad"he asked
"No why would"after all I adored how he said it
"YUKI would you like to go out with me tonight and I don't mean as friends I mean as a date"
I panicked thinking he would reject me.
His eyes brightened.
"I though you would never ask" he says ima cocky manner.
He laughed. His laugh. It was adorable.
"Now leave I need to shower and you should to" he says as he goes to open the door for me.
Before he could reach the front door I grabbed his arm and pulled him in.
I needed him.he made me feel all sorts of things.
His eyes looked up at me as I pulled him closer.
I pushed my face closer to his . I could feel his breath on me. He just stood there.
I pressed my lips against his.
We stayed like that until I pulled away.
"Just a little taster of what to come" I said as I opened the door to leave. Before I did I gave a little wink before he closed the door.