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Gentaro Yumeno

Very sorry for the long wait!  I hope this doesn't disappoint! Animxee
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"Oh?  So you do like me..", Gentaro breathed on the back of his hand, feigning surprise.

How did this happen exactly?  Let me take you back to 30 minutes before.

It was a normal day, and you were invited by your beloved writer friend to a cafe that had just opened a week ago.  You met Gentaro in a gallery, when you were just on your merry way enjoying the quiet ambiance for once.  It was your usual bumping-into-someone trope.  Alas!  You did not fall for him that instant of course!  You could not recall what exactly made you feel something for him, but the realization of your feelings was beautiful for you.

It was when he praised you for coming with him to one of his favoured restaurants.  You were such a weakling when it comes to his words. 

Bringing you back to 30 minutes ago, you were in the new cafe with Gentaro.  Both of you were minding your own activities, just purely enjoying each other's company.  Finishing his drink, he reached for your hand that was lying on the table. 

This was not new to you, but it never fails to make you feel giddy.  It's a normal gesture shared by both of you.  It gives you both the sense of security and comfort.

"I'm here for you, don't forget about that"

Those comforting words that he whispered in your ears when you were in a dilemma back then, ignited this kind of regular touching.

Squeezing his hand, he lifted his head to look at you.

"Hey, what's new in your life so far?  We've only seen each other for the first time after 2 weeks you know", she said.

"Nothing new, my dear.  Here I am, in front of such a beautiful woman", he chuckled nonchalantly, with lidded eyes.  Being in love with him was such a hard task, especially if he always showers you with compliments but no feelings attached to any of those.

Adding fuel to the fire, you reddened more when he uttered another set of words, "(Y/N), I bought a ring so I can propose to you right now"

You already knew that it was a lie, but this left you a stammering mess.  Spouting random words, you've made your possibly worst mistake of the year.

"You're such a dumbass Yumeno Fucktaro you have no idea how much I love you I'd get married to you even if you propose to me with twigs", you hissed at him, letting go of his hand, and taking a harsh sip from your cappuccino.

"I see..  Should we head to the park for the twigs then?", flashing you his signature smile, you finally realized what kind of stupidity you portrayed.

"W-What?! No!!  I d-didn't mean it like that!  Who said I began to love you 10 months ago?!"

"Oh?  So you do like me..", Gentaro breathed on the back of his hand, feigning surprise. 

"I.."

You give up.  You don't know what to do anymore.  Deciding that you don't want to tarnish your image more, you stood up and began to walk away from your table. 

"Don't be in a haste my dear (Y/N)!  I have yet to ask for your hand", he exclaimed, catching up to you.

"If you're here to make fun of my feelings, can you please get over it already.  I don't want to embarrass myself in front of you as much as possible.", you whispered, tears building up.

"My poor poppet..  Fret not, my dear", he smiled, leading you out of the cafe.

Your trip to the park has been a quiet one.  You have no idea what to say. 

Leading you to a bench, he sat beside you.  He never uttered a word since you left the cafe, and neither did you.

Internally panicking, you began to formulate words in your head, only to be interrupted by him.

"I too, harbor romantic feelings for you", he smiled, kissing your forehead.

With widened eyes, you buried your face in his chest, disregarding how stuffy his clothes are.  You've long fretted this kind of situation, because you have no intentions of ruining your friendship.  But he has reciprocated your feelings.  Nothing's gonna stop you now.

Tilting your head, he placed a kiss on your right cheek. 

"Shall we marry today?"

"No!  What in the world-"

"What a shame..  I've been rejected..", he pretended to be hurt, putting his hand in front of his face.

"N-no!  I will marry you!"

Smiling widely, he pressed a kiss to your forehead, and whispered,

"I will be holding you onto that, my dear poppet"

Omake:

"Who paid for us in the cafe?"

"Oh dear-"