{DROPPED}An Arranged Marriage//(GIYUSANE)

Chapter 13|| 𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐎𝐘𝐄𝐃

SANEMI POV

The romance flick flickered on the screen, a whirlwind of stolen glances and whispered confessions. "It's really good," I murmured, captivated by the unfolding love story.

Giyuu sat beside me, his presence a quiet comfort. As a particularly passionate kiss unfolded on screen, I felt a light brush against my hand. My heart skipped a beat, not from the movie, but from the unexpected touch.

"Don't do that," I warned, my voice low but firm."I'll break your face," Giyuu quickly withdrew his hand, a flicker of amusement dancing in his eyes.

I resumed munching on popcorn, the salty crunch a welcome distraction. Despite the awkward moment, a strange warmth settled in my chest. This, I realized, was quite enjoyable.

__________

The roller coaster lurched forward, a monstrous metal beast defying gravity. My stomach lurched with it, a mixture of fear and exhilaration.

"It's so fun, especially your face," Giyuu chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "I'll break your face," I muttered, my voice tight with a mix of annoyance and a strange thrill. "It's my first time," I added, my irritation a thin veneer over the unexpected excitement.

"Let's go get ice cream!" he declared, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards a brightly colored ice cream stand.

We shared a cone, the sweet, creamy goodness a welcome respite from the adrenaline rush. We found an empty bench, the afternoon sun warming our faces.

The silence wasn't awkward, it was comfortable, a shared understanding that words weren't necessary.

We also shared a cotton candy, the sugary sweetness a delightful surprise. It was my first time trying cotton candy, and it was surprisingly enjoyable.

"Thank you," Giyuu said, his voice soft as we strolled along, "for hanging out with me. It was fun."

"Yeah," I mumbled, a hesitant smile tugging at my lips. "I had fun too."

The weight of the day, the frustration, the sorrow, the suffocating feeling-it all seemed to fade away.

It was just us, the warm afternoon sun, and the sweet taste of cotton candy, a new experience that was both simple and exhilarating. It was my first time. And it was fun.

____________

GIYUU POV

The car hummed softly, a cocoon of warmth against the encroaching darkness. The night sky, a vast canvas of inky black, was splashed with a million tiny diamonds - stars twinkling like celestial fireflies. A luminous crescent moon hung high, casting a silvery glow over the landscape.

"Should we leave now?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.

"Let's stay like this for a while," Sanemi replied, his voice a soft rumble, "Let's watch the moon."

A comfortable silence settled between us, a quiet understanding that transcended words. It wasn't awkward, not at all.

It was a warmth, a shared appreciation for the beauty of the night, a feeling that I didn't want to break. Sanemi, I realized, seemed particularly captivated by the moon, his gaze fixed on its ethereal glow.

"Do you want to go somewhere with a better view of the moon?" I asked, my voice barely above a breath. "Maybe somewhere higher up, where we can see it more clearly?"

The question hung in the air, a tentative offer to share this moment, to deepen the connection that was already blossoming in the quiet of the car. I waited, my heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and a hope that Sanemi would agree.

"Maybe next time," Sanemi said, a faint smile curving his lips as he looked back at the moon. The soft glow of the moon seemed to reflect in his eyes, a gentle light that softened his usually stern features.

"Yeah, next time," I replied, my heart a little lighter than it had been before.

There was a comfortable silence between us, a shared understanding that we didn't need to fill the space with words. The moon, the stars, the quiet hum of the car-it was all we needed.

I glanced at Sanemi again, his profile illuminated by the moonlight. He was so different from the fierce, intimidating figure I had first encountered.

In this moment, under the vast, star-studded sky, he seemed almost vulnerable, his gaze fixed on the moon with an intensity that surprised me.

"You really love the moon, don't you?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.

He turned his head slightly, a small smile playing on his lips. "It's peaceful," he said, his voice a low rumble.

I nodded, understanding. The moon, in its silent beauty, offered a sense of calm amidst the whirlwind of life.

It was a reminder that even in the darkest of nights, there was always light to be found.

And in this moment, with Sanemi beside me, under the watchful gaze of the moon, I felt a sense of peace that I hadn't felt in a long time.

"Next time," I said again, this time with a smile, "we'll find a place with a better view."

He chuckled, a sound that was both warm and unexpected. "Maybe we will," he said, his eyes meeting mine for a fleeting moment before turning back to the moon.

The car continued its journey, the moon our silent companion, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation for what the future held.

This night, under the moon's gentle light, had been a turning point, a reminder that even in the midst of darkness, there was always hope, always beauty, always the possibility of something new.

_________

SANEMI POV

The city lights blurred into streaks of color as Giyuu drove me home, the late-night air thick with a quiet exhaustion.

I smiled at him as he pulled up to the curb, the warmth of the evening lingering in my heart.

It was hard to believe that just hours ago, I had been a bundle of nerves, dreading the prospect of an arranged marriage. But the day had unfolded in a way I hadn't expected, filled with laughter, shared experiences, and a growing sense of comfort in Giyuu's presence.

As I stepped out of the car, the familiar weight of my family home settled around me.

The suffocating feeling, the one I had almost forgotten amidst the joy of the day, returned with a vengeance. My father stood in the doorway, his gaze sharp and scrutinizing.

"I saw it," he said, his voice a low rumble, "It's Giyuu, isn't it? Getting closer? That's good."

His words were meant to be encouraging, but they only served to amplify the unease that was already gnawing at me.

I ignored his comment, my steps heavy as I made my way to my room, seeking refuge from the suffocating atmosphere.

As I sank onto my bed, the familiar silence of my room pressed in around me.

My phone buzzed, It was Obanai

______________