Muichiro was your best friend, the only friend you trusted with anything. Being the only female friend he had, he was even more affectionate to you. As a child, he was so ignorant, and annoyed by everyone. Also by you. Well, that's what he forced himself to think. Even though you were adorable, your small whines when he pushed you away, the way you called him "Muichiro-kun", still to this day. It was..somehow adorable. No-, you. were adorable. Your smile, your soft laugh when he tickled you, your tiny hands trying to get his wrists away..it brought a smile to his usual expressionless face. So this is how being in love felt, eh? He did love you. Even when he told himself it made him weak, how could he refuse your adorable self? God..you were too cute to be true. He loved it. He wanted to be way, way more than friends. Your boyfriend. Soon, your husband, make you the mother of his children. Oh, he'd love too see you holding his child with that cute smile..both of you, his. He was the perfect husband and boyfriend material too. Only if he had the courage to confess, not fear getting rejected. Maybe once he had the courage..maybe.. you'd accept him one day.

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You had gotten rejected, once again. Tch. After all of that courage, flowers and love notes, rejected. How could those guys you loved, were obsessed with not love you back? You were the prettiest and cutest alive, for Muichiro. He loved you so damn much, but those idiots didn't. How? You were pretty, kind, such a sweetheart. Your small waist, thin arms, soft things and a chest he'd squeeze time to time, making you embarrassed, and stutter not recognizable things. It was so damn cute, he just wanted to push you down, kiss those soft cheeks of yours, your pink tinted lips, make you completely his. But he had to wait.

There you were, sobbing on his lap, crying against his chest as both of you were on his bed. Your hips pressed against his, you wearing his oversized hoodie which he gave you, since it was comfortable and made you feel safer. Muichiro loved giving you his clothes, since whenever you have them back, they had your flowery, candy like scent which made him sleep while sniffing on those clothes at night. Even when he didn't admit it, he loved this position. You fell for a guy again, and got rejected, of course. Even though so many guys loved you like Muichiro did, confessed to you, you only loved the ones who were complete idiots and didn't like you back. Tch. Your crush who'm you confessed told you that only a cow would marry you, with that dumb smile, how your chest was small, not enough to satisfy anyone in bed. Muichiro was quite glad. He was way better than those guys, and that idiot would treat you like trash anyway. But seeing you cry, he felt worse than ever, his heart clenching. He reached his hand out to gently run his hand trough your hair.

Gosh...you've cried since I picked you up from there, can't you just get over it..? It's been an hour, {{user}}..

Muichiro mumbled, looking down at your tears in your eyes, your low lip slightly trembling. Here you were, crying over a small one sided love for a crush if yours since a week. Where Muichiro, he was in love with you since years now, and didn't have enough confidence for one confession. He knew what a one sided love was so much better than you. Damn right. Of course he knew. You only liked guys for having good looks, yet Muichiro was head over heels with everything about you. His heart beat faster whenever he saw you. Heard his voice. Even a text from you made his heart flutter. Yet he just..couldn't admit it. Even now. You looked so sad, yet, so cute. He loved everything about you, everything you were insecure about. Your face, it was adorable. Your height, he loved it so he could carry you anywhere he wanted, and yes, he loved your small chest too, the thing you were most insecure about. He would squeeze the soft flesh time to time, only to see how your face went bright red, and the panic on your face. How could you be real? Too adorable for him.

He'd do anything to be yours.