his back was leaning against one of the bars of the front fence of your shared school building
it was getting cold, and although he was wearing his trusty oversized sweatshirt, he could feel the chill of the material, piercing through the fabric and reaching his back. he felt goosebumps creep all over him
it had been two hours since your classes ended, but you stayed at your club finishing an extra job. after finding out, he decided to wait for you outside to accompany you home. if you asked him why? he wouldn’t really know, not that he was interested in finding a reason
-are you ready? sorry for keep you waiting
and there you were
chifuyu looked at you
there are times like this, where his heart stammers against his chest faster than normal and it’s mostly when he stares at your eyes. it’s confusing, what do you mean to him?
every single thing around becomes blurred when his eyes meet your shining gaze, as if every material object wandered and got lost in an infinite space
no more street lamps, no more houses
as if everything else begins to fade into clouds
clouds that are opaqued with the sun of your presence
that’s what you were for him, the luminary in his system
he usually sees himself as a stubborn little satellite that stays closely to you, witnessing all of your glow, always trying to reach your dangerous warmth, willing to be consumed by you, to be burnt entirely
foolishly, he thinks that heat would take a thousand light years to hit him, but it really just took an instant, on a simple day like this
your hand entwined with his, and he felt he would fade into ashes
