Satogou- Time Flies

Chapter 16: First Dates(+ Project: Violet Announcement💜)

      So before we get into the chapter, I thought I should bring attention to Project: Violet. Project: Violet is the act of bringing Satogou back from the dead. Since my only platform is wattpad, I thought why not start it here? I created Project: Violet, and it's a term that everyone is free to use! If you are interested in supporting, could you please put #Project:Violet in your description(and use it as a tag if you write Satogou content).

    It would also be very helpful if you are confident enough to post Satogou content. Anyways, I feel like the community is dead, and it doesn't deserve to be. So any help would be amazing! I hoping this could develops into a bigger project over the future, but I'm not complaining haha.

Okay. Ill bet you guys wanna get to Time Flies, so here is chapter sixteen!

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   A few weeks later, time has flew bye like lightning. All boring, and we hardly did anything. Me and Serena did hang out a bit, and I spent most my time with Ash. I am seriously concerned about everyone's being oblivious to me and Ash's relationship, seeing as how cuddly and affectionate he is. Oh, and Serena cut my hair. It is still slightly long, framing my face and neck. Ash keeps running his fingers through it telling me "Oh! But its so soft and fluffy! Please let me play with it!" In front of everyone, and they still haven't figured it out! Chloe and Dawn don't even know, because we suspected they would have sorted the idea out by now, but they haven't!

   Ash also keeps bringing up the idea of us moving out, and moving into a flat(Just the two of us!), which makes me embarrassed, and I always shut the idea down. Serena keeps yapping about how bored she would be without us two, and how she would support the movement, but miss us. I really do wanna move in with him, but we have only been dating for three weeks. It feels sudden. His excuse is always "Goh, we have practically been married for years. Its not like we just met, and barely started dating". Which is correct, we have always acted likes couple. But it feels wrong and sudden. But maybe I should consider? 

   I opened the bathroom door to brush my teeth after dinner. The mirror was fogged up at the corners, as Ash took an hour-long bath, before we ate. I gently wrote " Love you, Ash". It made me happy to feel comfortable to say these things now. But sometimes it felt rushed, and the thrill is gone, even though we are still exploring our relationship, and new to dating. 

   I smiled at the writing, and grabbed my toothbrush. As I brushed, I heard Ash enter the room. He started rummaging through things, looking for something. I spit out the toothpaste and bubbles, then wiped my mouth with a paper towel. "Ash?" I called.

   "Goh? Where is my bag?" He asked.

   I chuckled, and walked out the bathroom. He was on the floor, his face pressed to the floorboards, gazing under the bed. "You idiot, it's not under there". I grabbed his hand from the floor, and hoisted him to his feet. I reached for his bag in the corner, and handed it to him, "There. Try making an effort to look in the obvious places, next time, Sparks". He rolled his eyes, and snatched the bag from me.

   He's sat on his bed and started rummaging though it. I started to get curious, " Why did you need your bag, Blue?". He looked up at me, and froze. Odd. His amber eyes ran me over, speechless. I didn't mean to get a bad reaction.

   He zipped up his bag, and bluntly answered "Phone charger. But the dumb thing isn't there" he grunted, sliding his bag under his bed. I shrugged it off, and sat next to him. He sighed, and snuggled his face into my shoulder. "Mmmhmiss cuddling you~" he hummed.

    "Ash we were cuddling like an hour ago" I got raised an eyebrow, looking at his soft, raven hair. He snuffled closer, wrapping his arms around my waist, as a reply. "Clingy..." I grimaced. He looked back up at me with a big scowl. He broke the hug, and sat away so we weren't touching. I started to miss his warmth.