It was a magnificent day in spring, the flowers were in bloom and the sky was clear. Seryou had been standing in the middle of the park, a light wind blowing around him. He checked the time, waiting patiently for someone. Very soon he would be able to see him, a smile formed on his lips at the thought.
It was hard to pinpoint the exact moment he felt like he could wait for this person forever, when they become the most important person in his life. It all happened so quickly it felt like a dream. But if this was a dream, it had to be one of the best dreams he ever had the pleasure of having. Seven days was all it took. In a span of a week he had found the one most precious to him, the person he loved even more than her. As he went to check the time once again, he spotted him. “Yuzuru-san!”
A feeling came over Yuzuru as he neared their set meeting point that he couldn’t explain. It wasn’t that it was inexplicable or foreign, for it was a feeling he’d grown quite accustomed to ever since the seventh day had come and passed, but rather it was indescribable. It was a feeling that made him feel tenuous, light on his feet, and he doubted that it would be surprising at all if at any moment now he lifted from the ground and reached the spot where Seryou stood purely by the power of the spring’s breeze.
Before long, he came into sight, standing alone in a stir of wind and sunlight. The breeze crept between locks of hair and under coat sleeves, as if to tease Yuzuru with the possibility that he might join him in his floating emotions. Seryou, as always, had an etheral quality to his appearance, one that, wherever he stood, seemed to be able to make the sun just a bit bright, or the grass just a bit greener. There was nothing about him that didn’t fit the description of a dream, and though Yuzuru couldn’t remember exactly when or how he managed to fall asleep to such a wonderful world, he implored to all the power of his mind that it would not be one he would wake from.
“Hey,” he said, returning the heavenly smile. “I hope you weren’t waiting too long. The train was a few minutes behind schedule, and it was a bit of traffic getting out of the station…”
Seryou smiled softly as he watched the man he had fallen so deeply in love with approach. It was still hard to believe that all of this was reality. Any hope for him ever finding someone he could love so completely was almost gone until that magical week. Every moment spent together seemed like it was too good to be true.
“I only just got here myself, I wasn’t waiting that long at all.”
There was a hammering deep within Seryou’s chest, a common occurrence whenever he was around him, and he could only hope that Yuzuru couldn’t hear it. Seryou took a moment to admire the person before him. Yuzuru was as beautiful as ever, delicate features and soft skin. And yet that beautiful face was entirely different from the upperclassman’s personality. Although if he had to guess, it was part of the reason he fell in love with him.
“Are you ready to go Yuzuru-san?” he asked, turning to lead him through the park.