“Kazuki.” I hear him call out to me. “Kazuki, wake up!” There was a playful tone in his voice as he laughs. I feel him pushing on my shoulder and I couldn’t help but, smile.
It’s been 3 years of us being together. It was me who initiated everything, we started out as friends but I already had a crush on him the first time we met.
Our relationship bloomed out slowly, us getting closer and closer with each passing day.
And when I fully realized that I had fallen in love with him, I gave him chocolates -just to find out that he loved spicy food better-, I gave him flowers even then,
we went shopping for art supplies and guitars more often than, not.
Although, it was 75% of the time of us just window shopping and hanging out.
I don’t regret a single day I spent with him.
Our first kiss was at the museum. He had invited me over to an art show that he had organized with a couple of his friends.
Some of his works were featured there; he had been rather insecure of his works.
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