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Akane took short, quick steps back and forth in his room.
With his cellphone almost glued to his face, he searched for nice places for a date.
February 14th, officially the 3rd Valentine's Day he'd spend with his blond boyfriend. Yes, the first one was just a date before he officially asked him to be his boyfriend the next day (technically it already was February 15th, since it was at midnight) but that still counted.
And as he scrolled through date ideas on Pinterest, his eyes soon met the perfect suggestion: the beach.
Akane had a basic idea that all the beaches nearby would be crowded, and he wanted a place just for them. He opened a new tab and followed with his research. And so, he ended up finding a small beach not so far from their houses.
Alright.
The place was already decided, but how would he call Lemon?
I mean...
Not like he needed to care about it... he knew he would always have a 'yes' for this kind of thing, even more on Valentine's Day, but...
But nothing.
Akane decided to push away his thoughts as he opened the messages app. Though, he decided to call him instead, as he knew the other would rather hear his voice than just read a couple of messages.
— Hey babe? I almost thought you weren’t gonna call me today… — He heard Lemon’s laugh from the other side. Their voice was soft through the phone, which made Akane’s heart melt completely.
— I wanted to know if you’re free tonight to go out with your favourite boyfriend — He messed around, laughing.
— Wait, the boyfriend I’m dating? That shortie redhead with fake glasses? — Lemon always liked to joke about Akane’s 167cm height, saying he was short even though it was an average height, just because he was 2 cms taller — Absolutely, where are we going?
— So, I found a beach nearby… Do you wanna go there with me? — Lemon was silent, and Akane knew exactly what was in his mind. — Yes, there’s internet. And we can go to a café before if you’d like.
— Perfect, when? — Little clapping was heard from the other side, which, again, made his heart warm up. Lemon always did that when he was excited. Light and quick claps, sometimes on their thighs or forearm, in case his hand was occupied (And he knows that. Lemon never let go of his hold, even to show excitement in his usual way).
— Was that on your thighs? — He asked almost automatically.
— Nu-uh, I’m holding the phone with my shoulder. — Akane laughed. Their “Nu-uh” had sounded so cute… He was completely in love, and it was clear to everyone, but he still could scream it for the whole world to hear.
— I’ll come pick you up in two hours, is that okay?
— Of course! I’ll be waiting eagerly — They emphasized, even though it wasn’t necessary. Lemon was always eager to go out with his boyfriend. They always took their chances to hold his hands, hug him or kiss him.
God, being able to say that was so good.
Boyfriend.
They were officially dating.
Yes, it had already been 3 years since that ‘confession’ in the last year of high school. Well, they never really needed a confession, exactly. At some point they just started getting closer and closer and closer… Until someday Lemon asked “are we a thing?” and Akane said “we can be a thing if you want”, then leading to their date, and maybe if their date was good, Lemon would give him a chance.
Akane gave his best, but what he didn’t know at the time was that every moment with him was perfect for Lemon.
That memory was always fresh in their minds, like it had just happened yesterday.
But every time Akane remembered the fact that he had a boyfriend, and it was Lemon Yamabuki, he was just...
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