In Another Life (Tokyo Revengers: Chifuyu's fanfic)

Part 9: A Blooming Flower

As you approach Chifuyu, you notice that he's still sitting in front of Baji's grave, his eyes fixed on the spot where his friend is buried. You can tell that he's still deeply saddened by Baji's passing, and your heart goes out to him.

You take a deep breath and sit down beside him, trying not to make any sudden movements that might startle him. You're aware that Chifuyu has been coming to the graveyard daily, still trying to come to terms with his loss. You want to be there for him, to offer what comfort you can.

As you sit beside him, you can't help but notice the small details that show how much Chifuyu cared about Baji. There's a half-eaten peyoung yakisoba on the ground, a reminder of their shared moments together. You smile at the thought of them sharing food and laughter, and your heart aches with a mix of sadness and nostalgia.

You take a deep breath and gently put your head on Chifuyu's shoulder, hoping to surprise him in a gentle way. You can feel his muscles tense up .But then, as he realizes it's just you, he relaxes into your touch, and you feel his body sag slightly with relief.

You stay there for a moment, holding onto Chifuyu's shoulder as if it's a lifeline. You can feel the tension in his body slowly dissipating, replaced by a sense of calm and acceptance. You know that this is a moment of vulnerability for Chifuyu, and you're grateful to be able to share it with him.

As you sit there, you can't help but think about the memories that Chifuyu must have shared with Baji. You remember the times when Baji would tease him good-naturedly, or when they would bond over their shared love of food. You know that these memories are precious to Chifuyu, and you're grateful to be able to share in them. But as you sit there, lost in thought, you realize that you need to focus on the present moment.

"Sorry to bother you," you murmured softly, your weight still resting gently against him. Chifuyu took a moment to collect himself before replying, his voice calm, "It's okay. You're never a bother to me."

As you remained close, Chifuyu experienced a rush of warmth, mingled with a touch of embarrassment. Your proximity, and the fact that you were lying on him, stirred his long-standing crush on you, a feeling that had remained unchanged since the day he first met you. Your act of comfort only served to deepen his admiration for you. "Baji's an amazing guy," you remarked with a warm smile. Sensing Chifuyu's silent agreement, you continued, "He was more than just a friend; he was truly awesome."

Your laughter rang softly in the air as you adjusted your position on Chifuyu's shoulder, seeking a more comfortable spot. "You know, I've been giving some thought to cutting my hair. It's starting to feel a bit too long. Baji always pulled off the long hair look so effortlessly," you commented casually. While Baji's attractiveness had always been evident to you, it wasn't the sole reason for your admiration. Even before your crush on him developed, you recognized his charm and good looks. However, it was the moment he saved you at your first Toman meeting that your feelings for him began to grow. His physical appeal was simply an added bonus to his other qualities.

Chifuyu turned towards you, though he couldn't see your face, and responded, "Oh? Why the sudden urge? It's a bit out of the blue, but it does bring Baji to mind." There was a brief silence as you contemplated his words. With your hair tied up in a ponytail, you cleared your throat and adjusted yourself to remove the hairband. Releasing your hair, you briefly fixed it before meeting Chifuyu's surprised gaze.

"Now that you mention it, maybe I should reconsider cutting it. What do you think?" you giggled, catching Chifuyu off guard. He chuckled deeply, his cheeks now tinged with a blush. However, you remained oblivious to his reaction, still innocent to his feelings. "It was just a passing thought. Cut it if you want," Chifuyu shrugged, though secretly hoping you wouldn't. But you wouldn't, anyway. Then, remembering your original reason for being there, you shifted the conversation.