Kiss You (Kotobuki Reiji x Reader)

REIJI

I burst through the door of ____’s apartment, panting. I had run all the way here from the agency after an urgent-sounding phone call. ____ had sounded really depressed and I’d thought she was crying, too, so I rushed over here.

            “____?” I called, taking a step into the apartment. Muffled sounds, most likely from the TV, could be heard from my spot, and I headed to ____’s bedroom, where the only TV was.

            The sounds got louder the closer I got to her room. I stopped a foot away, trying to think of something to say.

            But then the door suddenly opened and revealed ____, her hair looking like a rat’s nest, and with her pajamas on. I looked at her for a moment before flashing her a bright smile.

            “Hey, ____! What did you need?” I tried to look happy, wishing that my positivity would rub off on her somehow.

            “Reiji…” she said, her eyes wide, like she wasn’t expecting me to come over. “I didn’t think you’d come here so quickly…”

            I sighed, and put a hand on her head. “C’mon, ____, you’re my best friend—nothing’s too quick for me.” I smiled again. “So. What did you want?”

            ____ leaned against the doorframe, trying to think of something to say. This wasn’t good. If she was like this, it usually meant that something really bad happened and she didn’t know if she should tell me or not.

            Keeping the smile on my face, I said, “_(nickname)_, what do you say about going to (f/café)? You love their doughnuts, don’t you?”

            A faint smile crept up on her face. ____ tilted her head up to face me, her (e/c) eyes focusing on my gray ones. “Sure. Just give me a minute to change.” Then she stepped back and closed the door softly.

Yeah, so tell me girl if every time we

____ and I were walking to the café. It was a beautiful day—full of sunshine and birds and flowers. We had left immediately after ____ changed and were already halfway to the café. I was really looking forward to spending some time with her today.

            All right, maybe ditching work for a friend was bad, but I had already called Ran-Ran and Camus to excuse me from the shoot for a while. I supposed it would be okay—we didn’t do this usually, anyways. Well, apart from me, maybe.

            The café’s colors soon came into view and in through the doors we went, immediately struck by the vintage décor. We quickly picked and table in a corner where we could people-watch, something that calmed both of us down.

            After ordering our usual, ____ started to people-watch. I didn’t bother her, but I so wanted to. She was so hard not to like and I had to stop myself from pouncing on her. I might scare her off if I did that, and I did not want any of that. She was my best friend—possibly my only female best friend. She was too precious to lose, so I would wait. I was willing to wait for her to like me back, no matter how long it would take.

And let me kiss you

Yeah, so tell me girl if every time we

I really wanted to kiss her right now. She just looked so cute while people-watching, I could hardly contain myself. I bit my lip to stop myself, and to bring me back to reality.

            Our orders came and we started eating. Apart from questions about work from each of us, we didn’t speak much. We didn’t look at each other, but I was watching her all the time. She was just too beautiful for her own good, though she would think otherwise sometimes.

            Finally, after she smiled when I made a joke, I couldn’t take it anymore. I took her hand, making her look over to me.

            “____,” I said. I tried to say something more, but words failed me. Instead I just pulled her hand and pressed my lips to hers in a longing kiss.

C'mon! 

Yeah! so tell me girl if every time we

When she didn’t respond, I pulled back, my face flushed. “____, I’m sorry,” I said in a hurry.

            “I’m sorry I did that—I just couldn’t help myself. You were just too beautiful and adorable and I’ve liked you for a long time and I just didn’t know why I did that so suddenly. I wanted to wait—I was willing to wait for you to like me, if you ever thought about liking me from the start, but--!” It was then that I got cut off with ____’s lips on mine.

            And then I decided to not think about it and just kissed her, there in our favorite café, that now holds a special place in both our hearts.

And let me kiss you

THE END