Elegant Artist (Fuuto x OC)

Love

When I wake up it's dark outside, the moon which had replaced the sun was now shining in through the window. Fuuto was sound asleep and I manage to slip out of his grasp. I quietly open the door and step out onto his balcony. The stars were out but barely visible because of the clouds and city lights. My hair blew gently in the breeze.

I hear soft footsteps behind me. They stop at the door leading onto the balcony. There's a yawn and then Fuuto starts to speak.

"Why are you out here?"

"Because it's beautiful. I love the sky at night"

He shuffles to a spot beside me and leans on the railing, looking up at the sky.

"I don't know why you think it's beautiful, you can barely see it over the city lights"

"The city lights are also beautiful but I loved it when we were away from the city, able to see all the stars shining down on us"

He remains silent, thinking.

"We could go back there, maybe on vacation again. I could ask my brothers, they shouldn't disagree"

"Really?" My face brightens.

"Yeah," he chuckles. "I'll ask them, tomorrow. Right now we should go back to sleep"

"Ok. Night," I go to walk for the door but he stops me.

"Where are you going?"

"To my room?"

"No you're staying here for the night if you want me to talk to my brothers"

I sigh. "Fine"

We both get back in bed and drift off to sleep. When we wake up we both go to the kitchen for breakfast. None of his brothers or Ema were here. They were either still asleep or already gone for work. I have a waffle with orange juice. When I finish I go to leave but Fuuto stops me by speaking.

"I have something I want to tell you, meet me in my room around 7"

I leave thinking about what he said.

What does he want to tell me? And why does he want to tell me tonight at 7?

It bugs my mind all day. All I could think about was what he wanted to say to me. I try getting my mind off of it by writing songs but my mind only leads back to him. I can only see his eyes glistening in the moonlight, his hair blowing in the wind, the beautiful smile on his face.

Shit I've fallen hard, and for him... why did it have to be the egotistical pop star.

7 comes and I walk to his room anxiously. I twiddled my thumbs waiting for the elevator to arrive on his floor, it was being dramatically slow. I walk to his door, the corridor seemed to stretch out as I walked down it. I knock on the door, the knock sounding very loud in my ears.

He opens the door and ushers me inside. He brings me to the bed, telling me to sit and wait. I wait patiently for him to come back into the room. When he does he has a guitar in hand and a piece of paper in the other.

I need you by my side, to keep me in control.

This is my song, the one I wrote.

I want you by my side, to love and to hold.

This isn't my song. Is it?

The beauty you possess, the elegance you create, it's caught my eye and I want to say,

He made the song his!

My love is yours to keep if you'll be mine. I love you, will you be mine?

I stare at him with tears in my eyes.

"Did you really re-write the song for me? Was that song for me?"

"Yes. It's how I truly feel. So what do you say, will you be my idiot?"

"What do you think? You're the one that read all of the songs I wrote and most of them were about you"

"Is that a yes?"

"Most of the songs I wrote were about how I love you. So duh"

He smiles, putting down the guitar. His arms find their way around my waist and he spins me around in the air. When he puts me down he kisses me passionately, sort of like the first time he kissed me but this time I knew it was sincere, he meant it.

"I love you," we say in unison.

Afterwards we both sat on his bed watching one of the movies he rented, I didn't know why he still had it. I was cuddled into his chest while he played with my hair. A kissing scene came on and Fuuto interrupted the movie.

"Hey, could I try practicing again?" He asks looking at me.

"No"

"Why?" He was shocked.

"Because I don't want you to have to practice. If you have to practice then that means you have to kiss other girls which I don't want"

"Ohh I see, you're jealous"

"I'm not, but I would be if I seen you kissing other girls"

"Alright. Can I still kiss you"

He doesn't give me time to answer as he places a hand on the back of my neck and pulls me closer to him. His arms snake around my waist as mine go around his neck. He seemed to smile into the kiss, probably happy that I was actually returning it for once. We pull away breathless and he still has the smile on his face.

"What?" I ask.

"You actually kissed back"

"Well it isn't weird now. Before it was like kissing a total stranger, which isn't a regular event"

"I guess, but a hot stranger changes things"

I laugh and lay down, placing my head on his lap. I was still watching the movie. He started playing with my hair once again until he moved his legs. He moved us so I was laying, curled up next to him. I turn to face him, his face was directly in front of mine. He gives me a light kiss and hugs me.

"I love you," he mumbles before closing his eyes.

I start to drift off to sleep, happy to be in his arms.

"I love you too"