#peachuru

    “i like it rough, you know?”

aoi felt a bit bad for it, but he had shooed momo out of the apartment. he didn’t really give her a reason, he just said she couldn’t be around for awhile. it wasn’t that he didn’t want to spend her birthday with her. quite the opposite actually, but he had things to do and they couldn’t be done while she was still here. while she was out, he was able to get her big present in as well as work on dinner and a cake for her. and when everything was done and set up, he let her know that she could come home. he gave her a kiss on the cheek when she was back and led her to the kitchen to show her the table covered with dishes she loved and a birthday cake in the center. “happy birthday, momo. would you like to eat first or would you like your presents?”

his heart was beating a mile a minute as he stood in front of the apartment door. he hadn’t thought that he would end up confessing so soon (if ever), but he had. and his feelings were even returned. he had said he was wanted to kiss her, but he was so nervous. though at the same time...excited. he was so glad to know this wasn’t one-sided. but where did this leave their relationship? who knows. taking a deep breath, he unlocked the door and opened it before entering. “m-momo, i’m home.”

“i am relaxing, momo.” no he’s really not. his leg is bouncing and he’s obviously not used to this kind of thing at all. “why can’t i just relax and...study...it wouldn’t be bad to do that, right?”