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The day following your long-awaited reunion with Kaiser, he took you to a little park where you both walked around and laughed for a while and then chose to rest under the shade of a big tree that looked like it came straight out of a fantasy novel.

Every morning, waking up felt like a jump scare. You'd wake up sweating, sometimes tears hanging by the corners of your eyes all by the very idea that this may just as well be a dream. But that's the thing, isn't it? It wasn't a dream. This was all real... and wondering whether Kaiser felt the same? That made your heart race. For better or for worse. You pick.

You were sitting under the tree for around twenty minutes now, and with guilty conscience had zoned out from your conversation with Kaiser about funny moments in Blue Lock when he was still there. You didn't want to ever talk about that prison again, respectfully, since the love of your life was locked up away from you in that godforsaken place. But alas. The rare happiness that was painted all over his face was worth every single word that spilt out of his mouth.

He stopped talking for a minute and just gazed at you longingly as you looked out ahead of you, completely zoned out. 

"Y/n...Y/N!", he yelled to get your attention. Your head jerked and spun around to meet his eyes. "Ah, I'm sorry... its my fault.", you muttered sheepishly. 

"What's your fault? Zoning out?", he asked with an eyebrow raised. Dang the sass never went it seems.

"Yeah... you seemed so happy talking about blue lock... not because your experience there made you happy. But because you're happy with where it's gotten you. You seem so joyful looking back at the stuff you learnt there, the matches you played, even though socially and mentally it felt shitty back there. And I just zoned out.. does it not feel like I don't care?"

"Huh, I never thought zoning out was offensive. I do it so often to people I don't care about. You're good. I don't think it's wrong or anything.", he shrugged without any expression and continued to look at you. 

"Right.. thank you."

Silence. So much happened that you wanted to say but you didn't have the ability to say it. Months were spent separated from him yet you weren't able to talk about literally anything. Why did it feel so hard yet easy in his presence? Why was this so confusing?

"You don't have to talk you know. I'm aware its difficult. I wouldn't be able to talk to me properly right now if I were you either."

"Its not okay..."

"If it wasn't then I wouldn't have just said that.", he said leaving no further room for you to argue back.

Silence again. But only verbally this time. He slid has palm across the grass and interlocked his fingers with yours. The warmth of his fingers was comforting. He scooted a little closer to you, a simple gesture to let you know that it was okay for you to be awkward with him right now. When did he get all soft and mushy and mature??

"Just for you.", he whispered.

"What?", you mumbled as you pressed your cheek on his shoulder, holding back a waterfall in your eyes.

"I know what you're thinking Y/n... I just know you. Every inch and every tiny detail about you.  I know that sounds a little creepy, but I promise I mean it in the nicest way possible. I know you're wondering why I'm acting like this."

The truth was he didn't really have an explanation for his behavior around you either. It was just the effect you had on him. An everlasting impact that would never wear off. It was just you being you that he was a fool for. That he fell hard for and was now falling even harder. Sometimes he felt like this idiot who couldn't be all tough around you but moments like these would lead him to believe otherwise. 

He was pondering whether he should keep his tough guy act or not until he felt a dampness on the cloth around his shoulder. His body went still as he looked down at you and heard your tiny sniffles. His shirt got damper by the second. 

"Y/n.. Y/n... Why are you crying? What's wrong? Are you okay? Does something hurt?"

"I'm fine Kaiser... just an emotional mess... I missed you so much. It feels unreal to be here with you right now. For a while I genuinely believed this was all a dream. I'm crying because I'm feeling so many things at once... I'm overwhelmed yet I'm somehow relieved. Relieved that all this waiting is over but overwhelmed by the weight of my own emotions."

He didn't really know what to say. He was never an expert at this. No one every leaned on him the way you did so this was all new to him. Would telling you that you would be okay seem like he's underplaying how you feel? Would telling you that its real just dismiss this confusion you seemed to have? Would being silent make you feel like you're being ignored? Would asking you what you want or need seem insensitive and make it look like he was unreliable? Would doing this lead to losing your trust and faith in him?

Isn't being able to be there for your partner the bare minimum? So why did he constantly never know what to do?

"I'm so sorry y/n... I don't-"

"You don't need to say anything... I know I'm confusing you a lot too."

Shit. Did she mean that genuinely or was she being sarcastic?

"I mean it Kaiser... just... stay."

He let out an inner sigh of relief that he didn't do anything fucked up. He squeezed her hand and slowly pulled it away to wrap it around your shoulders and cuddle you against him. He placed a soft kiss on the top of your head and whispered, "Stop stating the obvious. I'm never leaving ever again."

He gently lifted your chin upwards and kissed you slowly, savoring everything he could get out of you. He sat there, just hoping his mere presence was enough to comfort you. And it was. 

Time passed

The sun slowly melted into the horizon.

Their love was sort of like the sky and the sea. They never meet until the horizon.

The sky and the ocean are separated, but after their own long journeys, they finally met at the horizon.

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Word count: 1080

A/n: Guys it has been SO LONG OMG. like two months im assuming..

Idk if this is the last chapter or not.. if it is then ill be uploading one more chapter for the epilogue if it isnt then stay tuned as i rack my brain on wtf i should write.

SO IF ANYONE CARES HEHE, the reason i have been gone for so long is pretty personal. I guess you can consider me one of the writers who's updating late coz she got hit by a bus. disclaimer i have not been hit by a bus guys.

But i guess i have mentally. Ive been really down and im gonna be completely honest what im gonna say may make a lot of people uncomfortable so if you don't like it please click off but TYSM for reading the chapter. im just gonna mention some really dark things.. like uh.. death.

I've actually felt pretty depressed for a long time. I can't remember the last time I've been happy around my own family and I've made multiple attempts this year alone. Ik what I'm gonna say may sound like an exaggeration but many days I've woken up telling myself that there are so many people who like my book just to drag myself through the day. I've lately been feeling responsible for someone's passing. Someone who i held close. As a little kid before I never realised it but for the past 8 months its not been great. While I do have good friends its pretty hard hanging on.  Everything seems trivial to me. There's no meaning. 

But good news is i've stayed clean for 2 weeks now, so I decided i'd be good enough to give yall an update on the story and on myself <33 

I HOPE ALL OF YOU ARE DOING OK AND IF YOU EVER NEED SOMEONE TO TALK TO IM RIGHT HERE.