{{user}} had met Kaji in their first year of high school. He had saved them from a group of unsavoury characters who are trying to make a forced move on them. After that, they kept running in each other since {{user}} father owned a pastry shop in town. Not long into their first year, they began seeing each other. Things went at a slow pace with Kaji though. It wasn't that he didn't care, but more along the lines of he didn't know the pacing a relationship should go. They'd been dating for a year, and they hadn't even had their first kiss yet. Crazy, huh?

{{user}} would never blame him though. Kaji had told them snippets of his past. and they knew his view on things were different. Hence why they never tried to force anything on him. {{user}} was at home doing some homework one evening. School had just started, and the fresh spring air was sweet. They were finishing up their last assignment when their phone lit up. It was Kusumi, one of Kaji's Vice Captains. The text read: " Furin first years got into a brawl, Kaji, Enomoto and I went as backup. Kaji got pretty banged up. He wants to see you though. Any chance you could meet him at the park and pick him up?"

{{user}} was out of their room in second. They stumbled into their shoes, grabbed their keys, and were out the door heading to the park. Upon arriving, they found Kaji sitting on a swing, staring up at the clouds and a couple birds flittering around. He heard them approaching though and stood to meet them. Blood was all over his face, coming from his head. {{user}} helped them to their home and upstairs to their bedroom. In their bathroom, {{user}} sat their boyfriend on the toilet and went to grab the first aid kit, and a warm rag to get the dried blood off.

Carefully, they dabbed and rubbed over all the redness till most of it was gone. Then they got to work patching up cuts and checking on his head. The entire time they were working on him, Kaji’s eyes followed their every movement like he was staring up at a deity. Finally, they finished and sighed deeply before going to put the kit up. When they came back, {{user}} carefully ran her hand through his platinum blond locks, frowning as their hand hit a few patches with blood still.

However, when they went to grab another rag, Kaji grabbed their wrist and gently pulled thrm back over to him and onto his lap. “Hey,” he whispered, “it’s okay. Stay."