Purple - Yata Misaki Love Story

Part 37

Yata wrapped his arms around me and we slowly fell to the ground together.
"He left." I mumbled, crying into his shoulder.
Yata tightened his grip and I took a deep breath, "You have to promise me you'll at least get out of bed. I can't do this alone."
"Yeah. I'll come up and get some sun, I guess."
I wrapped my arms slowly back around him and fisted his sweater. He was warm, and it calmed me down faster than anything else. My fear aside from Munakata kicking Rei, Jesse and I back onto the street was Tatara's and Mikoto's tragic deaths tearing Misaki and me away from each other.
But it seemed instead, that it was bringing us closer together instead.
"You okay?" Yata asked, rubbing my back lightly.
"Yeah, thanks to you, I feel better now." I replied, leaning back and closing my eyes as he kissed my forehead.
"Come on, I know you saved that breakfast you made. I'm feeling a little hungry now."
I beamed at the boy, standing up quickly I took the boys hand and pulled him up, dragging him over to the kitchen. He chuckled half heartedly as he took a seat while I grabbed his breakfast out of the fridge and put it in the microwave.
"I used a recipe from one of Tatara's old cook books." I said, "I've been looking at trying some new things."
"I look forward to taste testing, then." I turned to the male as he spoke, somehow the day seemed a lot brighter suddenly.
"I look forward to it too."