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Day 2 - Love Letters

Valentine's Day is today and Rin is planning to ask Nitori to be his one and only, but through a card through Nagisa, while Nitori has the same intentions. Can Nagisa handle the pressure, or will he fuck it up?

Rin had never been one to do things subtly. It was either big and full of tears, or not at all and squished down to nothing.

Nitori, on the other hand, was a mess. He, too, liked things big and full of tears, but no matter how hard he tried he could 't squish anything down to nothing. Especially if it involved Rin.

Nitori knew since the day he first laid eyes on Rin that he was going to be special. To him, at least. And as they grew older those feelings only multiplied and increased until the meer sight of the red head made Ai's heart flutter out of his chest. Every little thing Rin would do Nitori adored. His smile, his laugh, his habits.

And Nitori trusted him, which was something he didn't do often. Even if Rin was oblivious to it, he was the boy's safety blanket. The amount of times Rin had had to hold and calm Nitori down or cheer him up was a bit too many Ai would like to admit to, but because of all those they had only grown closer, fallen more in love.

And that feeling was mutual.

Rin knew Nitori was different. When Rin was with Haruka, he knew it was only lust he was feeling. He had fun, yes, but Nitori was just better and they weren't even together. Rin wanted to do so much more with Ai than just fuck him like he'd felt with Haru. Rin wanted to hold his hand, he wanted to cuddle him, hold him all night long. He wanted to wake up on sunday mornings with that adorable mess of grey hair beside him and make brownies together and just have fun.

The red head had never felt this way about anyone else. His feelings just kept growing and growing as the days went by, and he knew that Valentine's Day would be the best day to end all the secrets.

To finally make this a thing.

That morning, Rin peeled his duvet off of his sweaty legs and smacked his hand down on the alarm. He sighed and rubbed his eyes, his hand travelling down his face and sweaty chest until it was by his side. After a few moments of silent encouragment, Rin heaved himself off of his bed and prodded over to the drawers, completely forgetting what day it was.

And so, he showered and got dressed just like any other morning. He sat down cross legged in front of his mirror and blow dried his hair, carefully placing the two thick pieces in between his eyes and on his nose as they usually were.

It wasn't until Rin was standing up and wrapping the wire around the hair drier when it finally dawned on him; Valentine's Day.

It came so suddenly he almost dropped the drier, but being the skillful man he was he caught it before it hit the floor. After he placed it on the side he slid his phone out of his pocket and scrolled through his notes until he found the one he wanted:

Nitori,

I have no idea how to put this. I honestly do not think there are any correct or enough words in the Japanese (English) language that I could string together to explain how I feel. It is simply impossible.

Shit, now I'm shaking

Should I just say it blunty? Okay.

I am in love with you, Nitori Aiichirō, and will you be my Valentine?

Rin Matsouka (Matsouka-senpai) x

Rin smiled down at his phone before clicking it locked and sliding it back into his pocket. Perfect.

He couldn't help but steal a glance at the sleeping boy on the top bunk. His mess of grey hair was all over the pillow and face adorabley scrunched up. His lips were red and wet and plump and mouth slightly open. His cheeks were decorated with a permanent blush, even in his sleep.