Chapter 7|| 𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐍

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GIYUU POV

I woke up with a smile on my face, thinking about my date with sanemi later. What is it about him that makes me feel this way?

I got out of bed and began my usual morning routine - washing my face, brushing my teeth, and taming my long, untamed hair. Suddenly, a pang of sadness hit me as I remembered my sister's words.

"You have beautiful hair, Giyuu." Her voice echoed in my head, soft and gentle as she ran her fingers through my hair.

It was the last compliment I ever received from her.

My mind transported back in time to when my sister had risked her life to save me. I vividly remembered the fear that coursed through my veins, the feeling of not being able to breathe, and the helplessness of not knowing what to do as I watched my beloved sister fight for her life. The memory still haunted me like it was happening in real time. The sound of the car hitting her echoed in my ears, and my heart ached as I relived the trauma of that fateful day.

the memory of that day remains crystal clear in my mind.

Every night, I visit my sister's grave, and it feels like my day is incomplete if I don't do so.

Once I finished styling my hair, I changed into some comfortable jogging clothes and put on a pair of running shoes, as I planned to go for a quick jog outside.

I stepped outside of our house and before I started jogging, I put on my earphones and started playing some music. Running while listening to music was incredibly enjoyable and had a soothing effect on me.

I started jogging outside and didn't stay out long, but later I took a break and sat on a bench.

While I was resting, a white cat with blue eyes came up to me. It had a wound on its face, it meowed pitifully. Feeling sorry for the injured cat, I picked it up. "Who could have done this to the poor kitty?", I said in a soft, quiet voice, as if talking to the cat itself.

There's probably no one who owns this cat, right? I thought as I stood up, still holding the cat in my arms. I decided to take the cat back home with me, Since mom and dad aren't home

When I arrived home, I took the cat to my room, where I had a bathroom. I gave the cat a bath there. To my surprise, it wasn't afraid of the water at all and actually seemed to enjoy the experience. It was quite cute.

After I finished giving the cat a bath, I grabbed a towel to dry it off. "You smell so good now," I said, sniffling its fur, feeling overwhelmed by its cuteness. I placed the cat on my bed and laid down beside it.

"I wonder what I should name you, little cat?" I asked, even though I didn't expect a response.
The cat meowed twice and then climbed onto my chest, purring contentedly.

"Since your fur is so soft and you're also white, how about I call you 'Cotton'?" I asked the cat, and it meowed in response, which I took as a yes.

I continued to gently pat Cotton, who was still lying on my chest, until it eventually fell asleep.

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It was a quiet day for me. I had gone for a jog, taken care of my new pet cat, cooked my own meal, and was now busy getting ready for the evening to come.
It was already 1:00 pm, so I needed to prepare myself, practice what I was going to say to Sanemi, and also buy him a gift. Additionally, I had to arrange a private restaurant for our 'date'.

I was struggling to figure out what to give Sanemi. A necklace? Nah... A ring? Nah, not that either... Maybe a bracelet? Argh, I was clueless!

I was questioning myself and wondering why I was going through all this. Why was I even thinking about what to give to Sanemi?

Giving him a house was pointless since he already had one. A car? Nah, he already had one. A plane? He wouldn't use it daily. Then a sudden idea came to me - why not give him my love? Yeah, that would be perfect. I wouldn't have to scratch my head anymore.

I decided to pick up Sanemi myself, of course, and make sure to be early. I was willing to wait for him.

While driving, I was also practicing some lines.
"Let's go," too cold. Opening the door and simply saying "Get in." No, I didn't want to come across as too callous.

What about when we sit down to eat?

"I think I've already fallen for you, Sanemi." No, it sounded cheesy.

"Seeing you feels like a ray of light breaking through the shadows, Sanemi." Hell no, that was even worse!

"What do you think about our arranged marriage?" Yeah, definitely not that. Damnit.

I don't know what the hell I'm even saying anymore.

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