A Flower Has Bloomed (My Forged Wedding Fanfic)

ＡＲＣ③:1 - Living With You

ＡＲＣ３：Summer/Fall

This takes place after the Epilogue in 'A Flower Named You', after the last chapter, 43 - My Spring.

It's been about a week since Yamato let us, Harue and I, live with him.

"Good morning." He comes into the kitchen while adjusting his tie and walks up to me, as I finish packing lunch. I look up to him, as I respond. "Good morning." cheerfully.

I turn back to tieing the bento wrap, but once Yamato finished adjusting his tie, he reaches for my waist with one hand and with the other towards my back. He pulls me into an embrace.

It was sudden, so my response to it was late. I wrap my arms around him too smiling to myself, and taking in his warmth.

Once he pulls away, he stares into my eyes lovingly and gives me a kiss on the forehead.

"Good morning!" Harue bolted out of the room happily. "I'm hungry!"

"Okay okay." I wiggle out of Yamato's embrace to hand Harue his dishes, as well as the rest for Yamato and I.

We all sit and begin eating, filling ourselves with energy to start the day.

Living with Yamato, is better than I thought. Not in a materialistic way...but more so comfortable.

Prior to coming here, when I gave it some thought, I thought that things would take an awkward turn, with Yamato and I barely 'getting together' and such.

I turn to look at Yamato amidst my thoughts.

He hasn't made any...moves on me yet.

I understand why, with Harue and all being here. Not only that, but we have to share the bed with him too.

He has tried when Harue's asleep in the living room, but then, gets interrupted.

So a week into our living arrangements, he's learned to not try anything because at any given moment...

Harue can walk in, and see us.

Now that I think about it, it's quite amusing.

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"Time to get going!" I pat Harue as he waves at us as he runs into school.

"Have a nice day!"

Yamato and I walk to school, talking about small things, our friends, school....

I really do love this person. I think to myself, feeling extremely happy. I feel lucky to be living with him.

"...Yamato..." I speak up in the of one of our conversations. I stop in my tracks, under the almost bare cherry blossom trees.

"Yes?" Yamato's expressions turns from a happy to worried. I don't blame him. I was now looking down at my feet and the excess petals from the shedding flowers.

I feel uneasy sometimes; insecure. What if I'm imposing on Yamato's life by barging into his home? We just started dating, is this really okay?

These questions always roam in the back of my mind. No, there's nothing in Yamato's behavior indicating that i'm a nuisance...

...but I worry.

"Is it really okay...?"  I ask him hesitantly.

"Is what okay?" He asks somewhat confused.

"Is it okay.... that we're living with you?"

"......." Yamato's face turns serious as he gazes into my eyes.