the-chocoholic-girl

The alarm of your phone woke you up at 6 a.m. It was awfully early, who would wake up at six on Saturday? Certainly not any person, but today was a special day for you and your boyfriend. It was your first anniversary. Yes, exactly a year ago he surprised you confessing his love. You blushed slightly at the memory and chuckled. You took your time to get ready, your lover wasn’t going anywhere, after all. This was going to be a surprise. You’d arrive to his house, sleep a few hours beside him, and then go to the amusement park. You had everything planned! You eyes glinted in anticipation as you brushed your hair. It didn’t to

Author's Note: I OWN NOTHING OTHER THAN THE PLOT. P.S. THIS CONTAINS SOME PROFANITIES. Confessions: Inscrutable Never in your life did you think you'd come across a puzzle so impossible to decipher as Akaashi Keiji. He was an enigma whose barrier was his ever-stoic demeanor. Truly, everyone must have, at one point, found themselves being lured in by his mystique allure. You, of course, were no exception. In fact, you reckoned that you were the only one that had been pulled in so deep. The way his voice came out like lackadaisical mid-summer breeze, the way the lightest dust of pink on his lips stretched whenever they pulled into one of hi

Warnings: Profanity, sexual implications The Morning After That morning, you woke up to a nexus of intertwined sheets and limbs. When you motioned to unfurl yourself from the bed-headed boy, however, your efforts proved to be for naught. He had you in some kind of death grip ((The kind where he had his arms firmly around your waist, while he pretended to be asleep)). Keyword: pretended. You couldn't help but smile. Maybe you should just humor him, just this once. Then, you began to hum under your breath as you  buried your hand deep beneath his obsidian locks. His hair, you noted, was a lot softer than they originally seemed. In fact, it