i nervously fiddled with the box in my hands. would he like them? are these good enough for a valentine's day present?
it was a Saturday, and i was hesitating before i knocked on Kazuya's dorm door. i wasn't sure if he had friends in there, or even if he was in there right now. i was just praying.
"what do you need?" i heard from behind me. i whipped around, and saw Kazuya walking towards me. his form slouched and his hands in his pockets. he had on a beanie, and a smile that unnerved me for no reason. it wasn't one of his smirks, or an evil smile. hell, he was my best friend! why did his smile unnerve me? any other time, it would have been completely fine. perhaps it was because i was about to give him a present and confess? thats probably it.
"uh, i just wanted to talk to you," i told him, hiding the box in my sweater pocket. he laughed.
"then, why were you standing out here? you didn't think i would be out because it's breakfast time?" he teased, opening the door and letting me into his room. i laughed nervously.
"ha, right. i forgot about that," i said sheepishly, scratching the back of my neck.
"so, what did you want to talk to me about?" he asked, falling back onto his bed. my hands clutched the box tighter in my sweater pocket. i took a deep breath. this is Kazuya, we're talking about! he's my best friend! he wouldn't laugh at or make fun of my feelings. if he was going to let me down at the end of the day, he'd do it gently. at least, i think he'd do that for me. i've seen him reject so many girls these past couple years, especially on this specific day.
"oh, uh, here," i said, pulling out the box. "i wanted to give this to you."
he takes it, a slightly skeptical look on his face. but nevertheless, he opens the box. in it, was a simple, silver band bracelet. it had a charm on it that said,
'part
i
cri'.
i had the other half.
"uh, i got us matching bracelets! when you put them together they say 'partners in crime'. it's fine if you don't like it." i looked down at my feet. "i know you'll probably get a lot of gifts today."
"this is awesome, (y/n)!" he exclaims happily. "i'll wear it all the time!" he slips it onto his wrist, and i reveal that i was already wearing mine.
"uh, there's something else i want to tell you," i say. he looks at me, somehow amused.
"what? you gonna confess your feelings?" he teases. "because if you do—"
i sniffle. shit. i turn away from him, covering my face from sight. god, why did i have to fall for an asshole?
but i knew, if he really was a complete asshole, i wouldn't have fallen in love with him. i know i'm better than that.
"(y/n)," he says softly, resting a gentle hand on my shoulder. "what did you want to tell me?"
"what does it matter now, Kazuya? it's not like you'd accept it anyway," i say, bottom lip trembling. "even if i told you i loved you, you would turn me down just like all the other girls!"
"(y/n), that's not true," he tells me. "if you had met me finish, i would have said 'because if you do, i'd have to accept'. i'm not an idiot, (y/n). i know i love you."
i snap my head around, facing Kazuya once again. his face was bright red, and he was scratching his head nervously.
"shit, Kazuya! why did you have to open your mouth? i wouldn't have cried if you just stayed quiet for once!" i say, pouting. despite my semi harsh words, i fling myself at him. he stumbles back a step catching me, but he doesn't drop me.
at least i know he's good at catching me. i think. i mean, he's a catcher after all. why did i think he wouldn't catch me if i fell for him?
god, i love this boy so much.
valentine's day this year was a success, over all.
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jeez, it's been a while since i've updated. have this crappy miyuki oneshot i suddenly thought of. i have an idea of another oneshot, but idk who to do it with tbh. someone a little generous. i'll think on it and it'll be up as soon as possible.
happy belated valentine's day!
see you soon!
