ｃｈａｐｔｅｒ ｆｏｒｔｙ－ｆｏｕｒ

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Blissful lines of yellow moonlight pierced through the gaps of the window, illuminating the unlighted room. The misty clouds danced around the empty skies which somehow lowered the brightness of the astronomical body that was currently orbiting around the resting earth.

Haru's sweat rolled down from his back, his thumb fidgeting in complete tension. After years of knowing each other, this was the very first time that (Y/N) invited him inside her bedroom; her own bedroom. The fact that the young woman made him wait in the said place was making him antsy and nervous. He has no freaking idea why he was being directed to stay there nor does he know why the room's lights were turned off.

A loud sound of skin being hit bombarded the area as he slapped his own self. He hated his mind for making assumptions on what was going to happen; something that he was ashamed and embarrassed to think of.

"Behave yourself, Haru. You're a 29-year old man! You shouldn't get this sheepish over a silly thought!" He couldn't help but to grip on the white bed sheet that was adorning her fluffy mattress while mumbling incoherent words to his self like some madman. Without realizing of doing so, he grabbed one of her pillows and squeezed it into a tight hug, slamming his face on it afterwards.

Instead of getting calmer like what he intended on doing, he became a couple of degrees more flustered than before. This is due to the fact that the bolster that he snatched was manifested by the (h/c) haired girl's scent. It was a mixture of aromatic vanilla and some lavender detergent, something that he found so alluring and addicting to smell.

Just before he could even realize that he was already whiffing on her precious pillow, the door was suddenly opened which was then followed by the figure of the young woman who seemed to be skipping in excitement. Haru's lips parted to say something but was disappointed when he can't even spew out a simple greeting. With a defeated sigh, he placed the pillow back beside the bed's headboard.

(Y/N) gently shut the door close before skipping her way to the male sitting comfortably on her bed. However, the fake calm composure that he was trying to maintain immediately dispersed when he witnessed her suddenly crouching infront of him and taking his slippers away from the grasp of his feet.

"A-Ah.. W..What are you doing?" 

The room was still dimly lit with the faint streetlights outside as the only source of brightness so it was hard for him to see her reaction. His puny air passageway seemed to be screaming for help when his breath hitched upon feeling both of her hands propped on the bed, with him being locked in the center.

"We don't want to dirty the sheets now, do we?" Her face was just a couple of inches away from him. The warmth of her skin burnt his wrist as he felt hers grazing against it. It was magical how the moonlight seemed to be teasing him as it proudly basked on her face, showcasing her tantalizing features freely at him.

His heart was beating like crazy, his mind panicking while persuading his body to have some kind of a reality check. Everything happened so fast that he does not even know what was happening anymore. All he could comprehend was that the most breathtaking woman that he cherishes so dearly was entrapping him in between her arms on her own bed.

If the lights were turned on, he swore his face could already be mistaken as some kind of a cherry tomato. His stomach can't stop twisting while he controlled his whole identity from leaning towards her and destroy the remaining small space that parted their lips from each other.

"A..Am I... Should I.. Should I kiss you?"

It was now (Y/N)'s turn to blink in utter surprise as she realized that the brunette might have took her playful actions the other way around. Giddy chuckles were drawn out of her, confusing the boy who was still currently staring at the twinkle that shone in her (e/c) eyes.

"Climb up the bed, Haru! We could jump on it while listening to the songs that they will play tonight!  The live show's halfway done already. " With this, the girl stood up from her former bending position, leaving the flustered boy in complete trance. She turned on the television that she has mounted on her wall, the light from it immediately making the male flinch.

The (h/c) haired girl hummed in satisfaction with the ambiance that her room was offering. It was beyond perfect, like it was the real deal. Currently, her favorite band was giving a free live coverage of their concert and she figured that it would be a nice way to spend time with the brunette if they watch the show together.

(Y/N) mounted towards the top of her bed, extending her arm to Haru for him to climb easier. Despite the embarrassment that was still consuming the best of him, he still did his best to hide the heightened temperature of his face as he clasped his fingers with hers and proceeded to stand beside her.

"Are you.. sure that your bed frame could support both of us? This is not gonna cause me to break my neck, right?" He applauded his self for saying these words without stuttering that much while shifting his sight beneath him to check on the stability of the bed that he was currently standing on.

"At least if the bed frame's going to be destroyed, you'll not be alone in leaving the house with a fractured spine." She slyly grinned after seeing the boy's face turn into a scowl. He was about to spat another nagging when the lead vocalist of the band that she was stanning suddenly spoke. The television's volume was turned midway, enough for their attentions to be snatched towards the screen.

In the middle of the artist's speech, (Y/N) once again decided to poke fun on the bashfulness of the man she was with at this very moment. She gently entwined her fingers with his, staggering the brunette who was sternly focused on the show in the process.

"You know, after this.. we could.. actually do the thing that you were expecting to happen earlier, Haru." 

Haru's world seemed to halt its moving since all he could hear right now was the irritating ringing of nothingness. The once beautiful whisk of wind that caressed his heated body changed temperature as he felt the cold night air shoving him personally into his own grave.

(Y/N) lightly laughed with the poor boy's evident reaction with her teasing joke, the light from the TV screen painted directly on him which made the reddening of his cheeks even clearer towards her view.

"You... You're lucky that I love you so much, you good for nothing rat! Otherwise, I would've pushed you off of this bed!" 

After realizing the level of cringe with the words that he just released, he immediately covered his perturbed expression on his flustered face with both of his hands. Because of how he attempted so hard to escape from the shame that he was stuck in, he tried to focus on the other events that was happening around besides the murmuring of the band on the television.

He took note of the feeling of his bare feet that was sinking on the comfort of her mattress. It may be irrelevant to mention that in this moment, but it was actually making him cozy for a brief second.

Just as he was about climb down the bed without taking his palms that was covering his face, he halted his actions upon recognizing a tender grip on his arms. Before he could think about it, he felt a foreign sensation of warmth and mellowness being placed on the lower back of his hand.

Haru slowly parted his fingers from each other to give his amber irises an access and see on what it was, only to have his eyes widened after realizing that it was the young woman placing a gentle kiss on it. Despite it being indirect, is still amazed him how he could actually sense the softness of her lips against him.

And once again, (Y/N) has successfully stole his heart for the thousandth time.

•••

Daisuke occasionally glanced on his phone, the notification of the dozens of missed calls haunting him as he picked up his pace in a sheer attempt to lessen the time that he will take to arrive to the medical room. A relieved sigh slipped past him upon seeing the doctor that he was expecting to meet standing patiently by the laboratory desk, although, he still can't take off the feeling of unidentified nervousness to settle deep inside him.

He shouldn't be anxious.. the cure was already made and he already gave it to his dearly beloved. There's nothing that is needed to be worried with, right?

The middle aged woman placed the flasks that she was currently holding on the table upon noticing the ravenette's arrival, immediately proceeding towards his stance. There was an unreadable expression written all over her and for some reason...

...Daisuke does not feel good about it.

"Thank you for showing up amidst the time. There are some things that we really need to discuss."