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"You look like a painting," she said. Shouta was caught off guard and responded, "What?" Yamada repeated, "You look like a painting." she took a deep breath and continued, "But not in a cheesy Hallmark movie way. It's more like someone sat down and spent hours picturing your face and body, every curve and serve dip and dive of your skin all the scars and stretches every pudgy and bony bit of you putting it on a canvas with due diligence, and every ounce of patience, that went into making you perfectly imperfect, and Every time the brush hit the canvas, you came to be more and more. I feel like I'm staring at this painting that someone else made, and I'm falling in love. But I can't seem to understand what you're about, and for some reason, that makes me fall in love with you even more. It's like you're this enigma that I want to solve, and I can't get enough of it."
shouta listened, she doesn't understand English but she still listened
"every time you speak I can't help but listen and hang on to every word"
she sighs they have been sitting in shoutas room for a while now Yamada's got her leg perched on the latter bed and is leaning on it and shouta is beside her, she is looking out the window and watching the sunset with her but... she's focused on something else right now...
"Who are you?" Yamada said and shouta laughed "I'm the woman you had unfortunately decided to fall in love with"
yamada scoffed and got closer to shouta and lay on her leaning her head on her shoulder, looking out the window "Unfortunately is not the word I would have used" and shouta hummed
As the sun descended below the horizon, the sky was painted with a breathtaking palette of shades. The warm hues of orange, pink, and yellow blended seamlessly, creating a stunning contrast with the dark clouds in the distance. The sky was a sight to behold, with its colors diffusing into each other and the clouds appearing as if they were on fire. It was a moment of pure beauty,
But Yamada couldn't care less cause, nothing compared to Aizawa Shouta
Mean, shaggy, pale, blunt, casually crass, and gothic Aizawa Shouta.
aizawa put an arm around Yamada and laid on her side so they fit a little bit better "What...did you say just then? I understood 'painting' and 'love' but I didn't really get the rest"
yamada laughed "ill tell you when we're old and gray and were two brand new people with a shit tone of cats and at least two kids" shouta scoffed "We are not having kids" and Yamada cuddled closer "You say that"
and they laid there a bit, shouta watching the sun set petting yamadas hair while Yamada fell asleep with her face in the latter's chest just right above her breast
rise and fall
deep breath in
shallow breath out
"The way the sun sets is just so mesmerizing," Aizawa remarked, her gaze fixed on the horizon. But Yamada knew that her girlfriend wasn't really talking about the sun. "And do you know what else is mesmerizing? Her," she added, looking lovingly at Yamada.
Yamada tried to hold back a laugh, but her heart was filled with joy at the sight of her girlfriend's antics. As Shouta leaned down to her, she whispered, "Did you know that? That I'm hopelessly in love with her?"
Yamada smiled, her eyes sparkling with affection. "No, I had no idea," she replied, teasingly.
Shouta turned her gaze back to the setting sun, the orange glow casting a warm light on her features. "How could I not be in love with her? She's warm and radiant, and she makes the sky look so beautiful when she wakes up and goes to sleep," she paused and admired. "That's why I'm always taking pictures of the sunset and sunrise. The way the clouds blend into the sky so effortlessly is just breathtaking."
Shouta took a deep breath and turned to Yamada, her eyes filled with emotion. "She's just so breathtaking, and...catastrophic," she added, with a soft chuckle. Yamada couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the love and affection in her girlfriend's words.
"I can't help it.....that I'm in love with you" she whispered
"I don't want to help it....I love you shouta" she said back
they shared a chaste kiss yamadas arm finding perched around shoutas neck and shoulders while shoutas hands find their way to her rounded waist, and they parted "That was kinda cheesy" Yamada said "Pssh are you kidding me? I fucking love cheese" she trailed off "I love ricotta cheese GASP oh my gods I love ricotta cheese I want some so bad right now" she said and Yamada busted out laughing "really? were being super romantic and you start talking about ricotta?" shouta acted offended "you're the one who brought it up! now I'm hungry"
“well get your pretty self up and get something to eat " yamada said
and aizawa saw that as a perfect time to say "could always eat you" It was teasing and a joke "Stop that!" yamada screeched with a laugh in her voice
Aizawa laughed and got up leaving yamada sprawled out on the bed surrounded by plants and setting sunlight
As aizawa walked towards the kitchen, her mind couldn't help but think about how beautiful yamada looked, surrounded by the greenery and bathed in the golden light. "Would you like anything, love?" aizawa asked, turning back towards yamada. Yamada closed her eyes and stretched, feeling content. "No, thank you." She lay on her back and got comfortable. Aizawa couldn't help but admire her partner's beauty. "She looks like a goddess," aizawa’s mind whispered into her ear.
she got her snack and returned to her love and well, what else was there?