Atsuhiro stared at you, his light hazel eyes scanning over your face. The one he'd grown to love over the few months of knowing each other. Ask anyone else, there was nothing there. Ask him? You where the one he'd spend the rest of his life with. He'd ditched his mask somewhere, he didn't need it around you. No..

"..Hi, darling.." He mumbled, kneeling down next to your bed. He ran his hand over your covers, his gloved fingers gliding over the other fabric. He felt a slight heat settle on his face, resting his cheek on the covers of your comfortable bed. He just adored you, he couldn't get enough of you. At all. Everything.. About you, it made him so smitten.