Dark Resolutions | Geto Suguru x Reader |

26: Future Promises

Miyako woke the next morning with a sense of unease still lingering in the pit of her stomach. The previous day’s events had left her on edge, and she knew that the danger was far from over. However, she also felt a strange sense of comfort knowing that she wasn’t facing this alone.

After a quick shower and a change of clothes, she stepped into the kitchen to find Geto already up, preparing breakfast. The smell of eggs and toast filled the air, mingling with the fresh scent of rain that still lingered from the night before.

"Good morning," Geto greeted her with a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. "Did you sleep well?"

"Good morning," Miyako replied, taking a seat at the table. "As well as I could, given the circumstances."

Geto nodded, understanding. "We need to be careful. Whoever set us up yesterday won’t stop until they’ve found us."

Miyako took a bite of her toast, her mind already working through possible scenarios and plans. They had been lucky to escape last time, but they couldn’t rely on luck alone.

After breakfast, they both took some time to rest. The adrenaline from their escape had worn off, leaving them both exhausted. Miyako found herself dozing off on the couch, the tension in her muscles slowly easing.

A few hours later, she was awakened by the sound of Geto’s voice calling her from the backyard. Stretching and rubbing her eyes, she got up and walked outside, curious to see what he wanted.

As she stepped into the backyard, she was taken aback by the sight that greeted her. The usually plain space had been transformed into a cosy, aesthetic haven. String lights hung between the trees, casting a warm, inviting glow. A small table was set up in the centre, adorned with candles and a simple yet elegant floral arrangement. The ground was covered with a soft blanket, and a few cushions were scattered around for seating.

"Suguru, what is this?" she asked, her voice filled with wonder.

He smiled, a hint of pride in his eyes. "A good plan requires a good place to plan. I knew you liked our old meeting place, and since we can’t go back there, I thought I’d bring a bit of it here."

Miyako felt a lump form in her throat, touched by his thoughtfulness. "Thank you. This is… incredible."

They settled down on the blanket, the serene atmosphere a stark contrast to the chaos they had faced the day before. As they began to discuss their next moves, Miyako felt a sense of calm wash over her. Despite the uncertainty and danger, this moment felt almost normal.

As they talked, Geto’s eyes fell on a dried leaf that had become tangled in Miyako’s hair. He reached forward to remove it, his fingers gently brushing against her temple. The casual touch sent a shiver down her spine, and she suddenly became acutely aware of how close they were.

Geto’s eyes locked onto hers, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. His gaze shifted to her lips, and Miyako felt her heart begin to race. Without thinking, she leaned in slightly, her breath catching in her throat.

Their lips met in a soft, tentative kiss, the world around them fading away. It was a brief, stolen moment of intimacy, filled with unspoken emotions and promises. When they pulled back, both of them were breathless, their hearts pounding in unison.

"Miyako," Geto whispered, his voice filled with a mix of longing and regret. "We can’t… not now. There’s too much at stake."

She nodded, tears stinging her eyes. "I know. But when this is all over, I promise… we’ll be together."

He cupped her face in his hands, his touch gentle and reassuring. "I promise, too. We’ll make it through this. And when we do, we’ll have our chance."

They sat there for a moment longer, their foreheads resting against each other’s, drawing strength from their shared resolve. Despite the uncertainty of their future, they knew they had something worth fighting for.

As they returned to their planning, the atmosphere between them had shifted. The bond they shared had deepened, and even though they couldn’t fully embrace their feelings yet, they both knew that love was waiting for them on the other side of this battle.

The rest of the day was spent strategizing and preparing. Geto shared the information he had gathered about the higher-ups’ plans, and they worked together to devise a counterstrategy. Every detail was meticulously considered, and every possible outcome accounted for.

As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the backyard, Miyako felt a renewed sense of determination. They had come so far, and she was more resolved than ever to see this through.

"Suguru," she said, her voice steady and strong. "We’re going to win this. I don’t know how, but I believe we can do it."

He smiled, a spark of hope in his eyes. "I believe it too, Miyako. Together, we’re unstoppable."

As night fell and the stars began to twinkle overhead, they sat side by side, watching the sky. The path ahead was uncertain and fraught with danger, but for the first time in a long while, Miyako felt a glimmer of hope.

In that quiet, peaceful moment, they both made a silent vow to each other and to themselves. No matter what happened, they would fight for their future, for their love, and for the chance to build a world free from the corruption and darkness that had brought them together.

And as they sat there, under the vast expanse of the night sky, they knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, they would face them together.