❝𝕄𝕠𝕞𝕠𝕜𝕠 𝕚𝕟 𝕋𝕠𝕜𝕪𝕠❞✔️ (1)

❤︎Chapter Forty-Nine❤︎

A/N: I planned this story out to get pretty dramatic from here toward the climax of it, so bear with me!

Well.

My pride was hurt.

Yuji has served me up some rejection stew.

I lay across my bed on a chilly rainy day, lamenting about last night. I had come to Yuji's apartment ready to spend the night with him and he totally cut me off just to take a phone call. We were locked in an embrace, about to ( well at least I was ) rip some clothes off and Yuji pushed me aside to run to his damn cellphone!

I ran out of there as fast as I could. At first I was mad at him for rejecting me like that. Then I was mad at the phone for ringing. Then I wanted to kill the person who called him in the first place. Then I wanted to know who it was that called him in the first place! Then I felt stupid. Then I was angry at myself for feeling stupid.

Then I was just plain angry.

Then I was dying from embarrassment.

Then I was angry again.

Then I was crying.

I hadn't had a good crybaby cry in awhile. I thought I was getting more mature for a minute, but I guess not.

Either way, no matter what type of mood I was in, I couldn't talk to Yuji after last night! To hear his voice and remember how he whispered my name whenever I caressed his skin with desperation. Then to remember how confused he sounded when I left the apartment...It was way too much to even think about now.

Maybe I just...caught him off guard..

As soon as I thought this, my stomach began to twist. I knew that wasn't it.

"How can a phone call be more important than you making love to me.." I mumble, staring at my lock screen — which just so happened to freaking be HIM. As I look at his precious, angelic face, I grab my cellphone and prepare to chuck it when it starts to vibrate and play the song I had set for him.

It was a cute tune to one of his songs called I'd Just Like to Hold You.

How ironic.

It rings for a minute, and I start to bite my nails in panic. It was 12 PM. We hadn't spoken since last night, and I hadn't called him to say good morning earlier, either. He had to know something was up.

But as I answer the phone, Yuji starts talking before I can lift it to my face.

"Momo Momo Momo, sweetie, I'm sorry about the other night."

"You asshole!" I sighed shakily, both in relief and frustration. At least there wouldn't be any tension.

"I know, I can be such an idiot sometimes," he sighs on the other end, sounding genuinely distressed. I could hear it in his voice and the way he spoke. He was filled to the brim with guilt. Yuji could be just as over emotional as I could be. And when he realized he screwed something up, he'd try and make it up to you tenfold.

"What the hell was so important to make you choose your phone over me?!"

"I'm sorry, Momo. I had been waiting all day for the call...I know it's no excuse, but...I'm working on this really important project. It's something that's been on my heart for a long time, and...its actually a surprise for you. I had some friends helping me work on it and had been waiting for a few calls...I've just had it on my mind for weeks now, and I got distracted when you came over.."

"What...?"

"I'm sorry I can't tell you more...it's part of the surprise. But I knows it's no excuse...I realized I hurt you and I haven't been able to sleep..."

I sighed. Well...it was better than what I'd been thinking up.

"Yuji...I thought you just didn't want me."

"I swear, I was just distracted. I probably will be until I get things taken care of. And why would you think that? I love you, Momoko."

"I love you, too. Could you warn me next time that you've got something on your mind the same night I try to be with you?"

"I'll try, but...it's hard to find the right time when you're showing so much skin."

I giggle a bit, my anger melting away. I was still rather frustrated, but a bit more comfortable with the situation knowing Yuji was just distracted and the timing was off. At least he acknowledged it instead of letting me suffer thinking about how to tell him he hurt me...

So it just wasn't a good time.

"I promise, when all of this is over, I'll be on your doorstep and my mind will be only be filled with thoughts of you."

"I'll be waiting for you, then.." I blushed, tucking a strand of rose pink colored hair behind my ear, feeling a burst of warmth at the thought of what it would be like when that happened.

"It shouldn't take much longer."

😖 "I hope it doesn't take long at all."

"Momoko."

"Yes, Yuji?"

"You know I love you."

"I do. I love you, too."

"You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, and no matter what I ever say or do, my feelings for you will never change. Not even for a second. Do you believe me?"

"Yuji..." I curled up in bed, hugging my knees to my chest and closing my eyes. It seemed like, just for a second, his voice echoed through my mind, through my body, and through my heart. They were so simple, and yet something about them seemed so important, I probably could never forget them. Or how he felt for me.

"Of course I believe you."

"Don't ever forget that. No matter how stupid I'm being."