As long as you're happy (SemiShira)

As long as you're happy

"welp, I guess we're here," I sighed, lying down on our bed. Me and my boyfriend Semi had just moved into our new flat and were about start college in only a week.

"it's awesome, isn't it?" Semi shrieked.

"I'm not sure 'awesome' is the best way to describe it." I glanced around hinting at how extremely small the flat is; there was little floor space because we had just taken a truly stressful train ride from Miyagi to Tokyo and we were too tired to unpack our things. The air reeked of I'm not even sure what! There was rubbish all over the place and none of the dishes were clean – there was literally food left on the plates that was so loathsome even rats wouldn't eat it. The living-room was also very petite, there was a dilapidated settee and there were many gross stains all over the carpet.

"don't be so negative! It'll feel like home in a matter of days," he said giving me a gentle shove, "we should put everything away soon."

"could we do it after tea? Or just tomorrow?" I asked. I was tired and famished all I wanted was some tea and to go to sleep.

"sure, so what would you like to eat?"

"Indian!"

"you want the usual?"

"yeah!!!" Semi left the room to go order; I decided I should clean a few of the grim dishes so we had something to eat off. As I cleaned, the rancid air filled my nose – it was absolutely repulsive. I took the now cleaned plates and placed them on the table. I stretched back out on the bed. The bed was the only good thing in the flat. The covers were originally mine; they were a light shade of blue – my favourite colour. They were soft and smelt like home. The pillow-cases were also mine. They were a deep navy blue, when you looked at the bed, it really was a beautiful view. The ombre of hues were so enchanting, it was similar to the colours of the ocean; there were bits of white paint over them from the time me and the rest of shiratorizawa had painted my bedroom. At the time I was livid, they were my favourite sheets, but eventually I came to love those sploshes. It made them look even more like the sea. I savoured all of my old memories. The pillows were a little flat, because Semi and I often had pillow fights back when I lived with my parents; one time, we went so full-out, we burst the pillow. We had attempted to re-stuff them, but they've never felt the same since. I relished in our old memories, feeling so glad I had made the bed. I continued to daydream, recollections of my team and Semi dancing around my brain whilst I waited for the silver haired boy to return.

"it's ordered, I'm gonna go pick it up," Semi yelled from the other room. I stayed curled up in the blankets until I finally got the energy to amble out of bed. I wandered over to my phone that I had left on the table. I looked through my photos, but then, suddenly, the door banged open causing me to jump and fall on the floor.

"I'm home!" he enters to see me shambling to my feet, "what were you doing down there?"

"Nothing, I'm good," I reply, sheepishly. I had turned crimson with embarrassment, not wanting him to know that he'd scared me. when I glanced back after I felt the burn of my cheeks cool down, I spied the bag he was holding. The smell of curry seeped through the packaging, overriding the horrible scent of obscure food. I was practically drooling. I got the korma out and got ready to tuck in. the korma was delicious. Despite what most people say about eating, it made me feel really awake. Or maybe it was because I drank a cup of coffee with it. We finished eating and stayed sat, just enjoying each-others company. The silence was broken when I suggested we go to sleep. I laid down, my head hit the bed heavily and exhaustion caught up with me. I was struggling to keep my eyes open. I heard light foot-steps coming over and then I felt Semi wrapping his arm around me.

"I love you Kenjiro," Semi uttered

"I love you too."

Semi's arm tightened before he drifted off to sleep.

Semi had cuddled me countless times before, but still, whenever he did this, it gave me a feeling of safety and security. I felt comfortable, not just comfortable physically, but also because I knew he would always be there for me.

or so I thought