There's only one of you

15

«Now you're standing there, right in front of me. I hold on, it's getting harder to breathe.» – Don't let me go. Harry Styles.

I tried my best to show him what I was made of, and I failed. I fell. I made a mess of my program.

And Yuzuru. He was the King.

"You did it, Shoma"

I did not. I medaled only because of everyone's mistakes. Not because I was good.

"So I believe you owe me something."

"But Sota-"

Sota shrugged, a smirk on his face.

"Promises, promises, my friend. Be careful when you make them."

I sighed. But he was right. The thing was, every time I saw Yuzuru, I remembered how pissed he was last time we talked. And I was so scared of him looking at me that way again.

I love you.

How was I supposed to say that?

You mean the world to me.

If he was looking into my eyes, how could I say the words?

I'm so in love with you.

"Hey, hold the bouquet this way."

I frowned. And I did something horrible. I intertwined our arms, confusing completely what he meant.

"No, no" he chuckled. "Were not marrying here"

I blushed. In front of everyone, standing in the podium.

Wait a second.

I gazed at him and he was laughing at my clumsiness.

'Here'? What?

And I smiled too. Embarrassed, happy, glad to see he was not angry anymore. And when no one watched, he hugged me. And I was in heaven.

"Congratulations, Sho-chan."

I smiled to his jacket.

"Congrats, king. You were amazing."

He laughed in my ear, his voice so low it made my stomach feel weird.

"Yuzu, I need to tell you something."

He pulled away and there we were. That was it.

"Yeah?"

"I... I think I'm in love. "

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N/A: I'm planning to make this story short. So about 30 chapters, happy half of the book :) 

- H.