#oneqonec

“ Welcome home Boa, my Darling. “ Mary cheerfully greeted the woman when she walked into the place, she had being waiting for her to arrive for a while now, in which she had allowed herself to go meticulously through every corner of the apartment the woman shared with her toy. “ I brought you some flowers, “ She ever-so-proudly announced while she signaled to the excessively large arrangement sitting by the living room. “ as both a congratulation and an apology for not coming sooner to check on you and, the precious little spawns in your belly. “ The smile in her red lips becoming the sweetest ( to her standards ) she could muster, but also the ( unknowingly ) most wicked too. 

“When i like you enough to be naked with you but i don't like you enough to date you, that's platonic." –Boa.

I am a single step away from being completely fucked up, but you keep tugging me towards the right path. Odd, that's the word that first comes into my mind when i think about our friendship, never had i thought i would be friends with someone as opposite to me, even less to call her my best friend. But here i am, being cute and corny for you, just the way you like it. You drive me crazy, you make me laugh, you make me roll back my eyes so hard it hurts, but i like it. I like every single moment we spend together, whether we're throwing insults back and forth, making the other cringe with exaggerated sweetness or just talking about everything and nothing over a couple of drinks. Never had i thought this kind of friendship could exist, even less that i'd be lucky enough to have it. There are no worries in my mind when i'm with you, i feel safe, at home. I feel, no, scratch that, i know i have you watching my back, that no matter what stupid thing i do you'll be there to threaten to kill me if i don't get it right, and of course you know that you have me too. And there's no really a way to get rid of me because when i grow up more, i'm going to marry you, don't worry your ring will be here by then, have some trust on our postal mail service, woman, your love for me is undying, we know it, so you'll wait for me, don't try to deny it.

I'm never going to say this out loud because you know i'm a little shit to you, but i love you, platonically i guess because i'm a guy and i still don't understand how that works. I only know that i enjoy being with you, you're my best friend and that's not going to change anytime soon.

I wrote that letter for you about two years ago, and damn how things have changed. To be honest, when i wrote that my feelings for you were uncertain, i had not long ended a relationship and your friendship came like a breath of fresh air, you quickly became one of the most important persons in my life, someone i could trust, someone i could be myself with, someone that didn’t run away when that other side of me came to light. And well, there was indeed a point in which i believed that it would all come to an end, that one day i would come looking for you to find you gone, the sole thought of not having you in my life was completely horrifying. 

But here we are, a couple of years later, sure we’re getting old, we’re beat up and life has being absolutely not nice to us, specially to you, because you had the misfortune of falling in love with the most troublesome person ever, whom despite wanting nothing most that to belong entirely to you, can’t even do that. But i’m lucky, because even though you know that, you’re still here with me.

And well, i know we joked about this all the time, and that on our last re-encounter, we kind of made it clear that we would do it, but i had to do it properly, you deserve at least that. 

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“No way, she’s coming here?” Emiko gasps in surprise, as all the other volunteers literally stop what they’re doing to gape at the director. After weeks of advertisement and persistence, some how they were able to get THE BoA to appear for the fundraiser. 

Love you, too.