CLOUDGAZING : t. muichiro !

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( birthday special )

warning ; AMNESIAC ! muichiro x GN ! reader


𝙖𝙢𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙖𝙘: 𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙤𝙩𝙖𝙡 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙮.

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"C'mon Mui - kun! We don't really have all afternoon to go cloudgazing!" I said, pulling him into an empty field.

"This is much more peaceful than listening to obnoxious people's talking." Muichiro blankly states, looking up to the sky.

"I hope you like it. But does this remind you of something familiar, Mui?" I say, hopefully thinking he could recall the memories we had.

"Hm ... No, not really. This place is nice, though." Muichiro says, looking around while he rested on the soft grass.

"Oh .. Ok then. Anyways, let's continue cloudgazing before we go back home." I said, plopping myself next to him on the ground.




Ever since he got into that car accident 6 months ago, everything wasn't the same anymore. He doesn't even remember Yuichiro or me at all anymore. We've been trying so many times I can't count anymore. Mui - san, if you could read my mind right now, I hope you try and remember the times we had together.


How I used to be your lover.


How I laugh at how cute you are when you play with my cat.


 How we used to walk home from school together.


How we used to go on dates at the local café. 


I miss every fiber of those old memories. I feel selfish of saying this, but I really want you to remember soon so it could go back on how it used to be. But now, you just see me as a friend who seems all too familiar. I'm ok with that. As long as I get to see you. . .




"(Name)? Are you alright? You seem sad about something." Muichiro states, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"O-oh yes, I'm alright, don't worry about me. I was just thinking of my cat, since uh I brought her to the vetenarian a few days ago and I kind of miss her, eheheh." I said. But that was a lie

"H-hey, Mui - san?" I hesitantly ask, making his head turn to my direction.

"Hm?" He says, looking directly at me.

"U-uh, happy brithday." I spat out, not even telling him what I was actually about so say. Maybe now is not the time. I should wait to say. . .

"Thanks (Name), I guess." Muichiro says, looking back up at the sky.




I love you, Tokito Muichiro.



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Word Count: 431



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