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"Babe, 'm going out with my friends tonight. Gotta head home now."
You lay on your boyfriend's chest, while an irrelevant movie plays in the background. He clutches you tighter against his chest, telling you he doesn't want you to leave.
You've only been together for 5 months, but you've already felt closer than ever. You talked about marriage, what type of house you wanted to live in, how many kids you wanted, and if you wanted any pets. He told you he could get you all of that by 5pm, but you wanted to wait a little longer since you two were so young.
He was perfect. He took you to places you never knew existed, bought you pretty things, he listened, and most importantly, he was gentle. After your last boyfriend left you broken, Satoru promised to treat you like a queen, and so far, he has.
He was super secretive about certain things; his job especially was top secret. You've asked endlessly, as he's the man you plan to marry, but he says, "not to worry about it". So, you listen.
"Not yet." he murmurs against your shoulder blade; slightly muffled. You playfully attempt to escape his grasp, but he's too strong.
"Satoru, seriously." he finally sets you free, watching you briskly pack your things, preparing to leave his enormous house. You feel the cold marble floor against your feet, and your footsteps echoing through the empty house.
Satoru reaches you in two swift movements, twisting you around, turning your body to face him.
"Who's gonna' be there?" he rasped, staring you down. He's scary like this, but you think it's cute he's so protective over you.
"Hmmm..." you pretend to think; you know exactly who's going to be there, "Megan, Taylor, Bri, oh! and this new guy, Dylan. The girls say he's really nice so they're bringing him—"
"A guy?" he repeats, his tone deadly.
"Mhm! They met him at the bar—"
"You're not going."
You break out in a smile, thinking he's joking. When your eyes meet his face, it's clear he isn't. You skip away from his arms, gliding down the stairs; dismissing his words. You don't get far before you're facing him again.
"You're. not. going." he emphasizes every word, as if it'll magically make you surrender to him.
"You're being ridiculous, babe. It's one night and I'll come right back to you." you reassure him, rubbing your hand up and down his chest.
He thinks for a moment.
"Let me come with you then." he demands.
How are you going to tell him that none of your friends like him? They think he's scary, cold and rude; you couldn't deny it, so you stopped bringing him around.
"Satoru, I've been in your house for the last 2 weeks, I think it'll be nice to take a break." you're still rubbing your hand against his chest, but you knew that was the wrong thing to say when you feel his body go still.
"A break? From me?"
"A break from each other, honey. I really want to see my friends."
"No."
You reach for the front door, but he blocks you with his large frame.
"You're being weird. I'm going whether you like it or not, okay?" you're beginning to feel frustrated with him, you loved when he was overprotective, but right now it's suffocating you.
"I'm coming back, okay? I'm all yours when I come back." You reach over to his face on your tip toes and plant a soft kiss on his nose and lips. His body is frozen, but you take your chance to exit the mansion.
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"HIIII!!"
All three girls run up to you, embracing you tightly. The restaurant is overfilled with drunken adults, its dim, and there's music playing softly in the back.
They drag you to a booth in the back, but there's no Dylan.
"Dylan's not here?"
"He said he was on the way an hour ago, but he stopped responding." Megan explains. You were slightly happy he isn't here; Satoru would be glad to know it was just you and the girls.
You three somehow ended up in a karaoke room, drunken laughter surrounds the room when nothings funny, and you're singing the words to a song you don't know. The night ends when they take an uber home.
You're sitting on the curb, waiting for your boyfriend to pick you up. You sent a text just now, so he should be here in 20 minutes—
beep beep
"Baby!!" you beam.
He quickly steps out of his car, swiftly picks you up as if you weigh nothing, then settles you in the passenger seat. While he buckles you in, you stare at him lovingly.
"I love you." you whisper. The first time those words were spoken between the two of you.
"What?" he whispers.
"I love you. You don't gotta' say it back—"
He kisses you passionately, holding your face with one hand, "I love you too. so, so much."
"Kay. Take me homeee." you slur into his lips.
He does exactly what you've asked. The 20-minute drive home turned to a 10-minute trip; his excitement showing through his speedometer.
He couldn't believe you love him.
Since you loved him, you'll understand you forced his hand. Right?
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a/n; a little something to get the ball rolling again. ENJOY!!!
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