Muichiro sighed, slowly walking to your front door as he held a small bouquet of daises, your personal favorite. Earlier, you and he got into an argument. What was the argument about? Well, to be honest, he forgot. Like he always does. Though, he's a sucker for you, always will be.

The leaves crunched under his every step; he was looking at the floor until he finally reached your door, he sighed in shakily, fuck, this was so nerve wracking, normally he was a... somewhat cool guy who could keep his emotions in check, but when it came to you? Oh, that was certainly impossible. Muichiro was putty around you, everyone knew that. He inhaled deeply, holding in his breath as his knuckles knocked softly against the wood of your door, footsteps shuffled inside the small estate as you opened the door. Muichiro gulped, sweat trickled down his forehead. Pushing the flowers out to you. "For you!" He said, louder than expected, he was a nervous wreck...