𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 || ᴛ. ᴍᴜɪᴄʜɪʀᴏ

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 7: Under The Tree

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He had fucking amnesia for 2 years.

2 years.

I could never bear forgetting the people I love for even 1 day, let alone 2 years.

Oh, how I wish I could help him.

But It's all gone now.

All in the past.

Together, we sit under the tree, Despite the weight of his revelation, there's a sense of peace between us, as if understanding each other on a deeper level has brought us closer together.

"I'm glad you told me, Muichiro," I finally say, breaking the silence that settled between us. "It must have been incredibly difficult for you."

He nods slowly, his gaze fixed on the ground. "It was," he admits softly. "But I've come to accept it as a part of who I am now. And having friends and you make it easier."

A soft smile tugs at my lips as I squeeze his hand gently. "I'm here for you, Muichiro. Always."

His eyes meet mine, gratitude and warmth shining in those crystal-clear blue depths. "Thank you, Y/N. It means a lot."

Wow, guess I can be a good comforter <3

As we sit together, enjoying the peace of the moment, Muichiro suddenly shifts beside me, his movements purposeful. He reaches into his bag and carefully pulls out a stack of shopping bags, each one filled with items we picked out during our shopping spree.

I tilt my head in confusion "Hm? You wanna open them right now?" I laugh

"I noticed you liked these things," he says, his voice soft yet filled with warmth. "So, I got them for you."

My eyes widen.

NO WAY IN HELL.

IS THIS A PRANK??? WHERE ARE THE CAMERAS???

HE DID NOT JUST DO THAT CHALLENGE I SAW ON TIKTOK.

I AM SQUEALING.

Internally obviously, I mean how embarrassing would it be if I did this in front of him??

He shakes his head gently, a small smile playing on his lips. "I wanted to. Consider it a way to thank you for being there for me."

I take the bags from him, my heart fluttering as I look through the items. Each piece reflects his attentiveness and care, and I can't help but feel overwhelmed by his thoughtfulness.

He got that magnet I wanted.

Those glasses.

That blush and concealer.

Oh, and so many things that I would die for.

They must have been so expensi-

Shit.

I clear my throat "Uhm, Mui, How much did this all cost...?"

He gives me a sly grin. "That's for me to know and you to find out. Don't worry I'll make sure everything you buy will be paid by me."