Abe The Nurse [A Big Windup! Fanfic]

Chapter 3: That crooked flower

It felt like my heart had stopped for a split second. Not in a cheesy way, well maybe.

".................love?" I slowly croaked out, my voice sounding more hoarse than usual at this point as I gulped, trying to help my dry throat.

I didn't even realize how nervous I'd became. I hope I didn't get pit stains on this stupid dress. But right now I just kept staring at my sweet pitcher. I had to kiss him, it couldn't wait.

However Mihashi was crying again. Oh my God does he ever stop. It can be soooo irritating sometimes, especially in moments like these.

Before he could stammer out something really dumb and unimportant I gripped his shoulders tightly, leaning down to press my lips against the strawberrys blondes soft pink ones.

The sniffling and crying seemed to come to a halt as I brought out the kiss, my arms slowly snaking around Mihashi to securely hold him.

He was so soft and fragile. It was surprising he had the strength for pitching so amazingly. His skin felt like fabric that could tear any minute under my fingers. And his lips, oh his lips. Like soft little sweet candies, maybe like gummies. That I wanted to just kiss forever.

Obviously Mihashi didn't know how to kiss. I could tell, surprisingly enough from how much my head was clouded with this new discovery about his love for me. Even if it was an impulse decision I was going to keep Mihashi forever.

My lips slowly moved on his, trying to guide the quivering pink lips of his. I decided to make a big decision, slowly stroking his back reassuringly as my tongue poked out of my lips then....

"Takaya what's taking so long? Dinner is going to be cold!" My mothers voice yelled once more, causing Mihashi to jump out of my arms like a frightened deer.

I groaned inwardly, standing up straight and yelling back, "Just showing Mihashi my room!" I looked over to the blonde who appeared to be freaking out almost, mumbling to himself. He was so weird yet adorable at the same time.

"Help me out of this dress." I commanded him as he shakily nodded, moving his hands up to surprisingly comply. After around ten minutes of struggling and squirming and shimmying I eventually got that wretched pink monstrosity off. I felt like a snake shedding it's skin or something.

I let out a relieved sigh, throwing the dress back into it's bag as I pulled on my clothes, "Come join me for dinner." I told Mihashi as I opened the door.

But of course, that Mihashi just had to keep being a blushing stammering mess, muttering more random crap I couldn't even hear. I rolled my eyes, saying quietly, "Look, calm down ok? And, no pressure, but....don't talk about...what just happened in front of my parents or brother ok?" I instructed as I left to go put the dress away in my room.

I quickly hid the dress away in the back of my closet, planning on probably not using it again. Well, unless Mihashi asked. What did he even think about all of this happening? It was hard to figure him out.

I exited my room and brought the nervous Mihashi downstairs for dinner. Which surprisingly went well, Mihashi was mostly quiet and only spoke when asked questions, which were mostly about baseball. I was proud of him for not spilling the beans, and soon enough dinner was over, it'd went by in a snap.

After our last dessert I was leading Mihashi to the door, opening it up. "Hey, Mihashi." I spoke, seeing him jump a little at being called. Those honey colored eyes looked over towards me, blinking at me. "Wh-Wh-What is it Abe-Kun?" The shorter male seemed to struggle out.

I leaned down, slowly pecking his forehead. "Goodnight." I whispered, gently pushing the now red and stammering male out of the house, closing the door.

My body quickly leaned against the door as I took deep breaths. I was now with the pitcher. I'd taken him. I'd picked him like a flower from a flower patch. You know that one that just sticks out? Maybe a little crooked, missing a petal or two, but it's the most beautiful there? That was him.

I then spent the night with a happy slumber. However, a feeling in my stomach told me the next day would have some chaos ahead.