This is a birthday gift for Jenna~ ILU BABY.
Series – Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Pairing – TYL!BelxTYL!Bluebell
Disclaimer – I own nothing. Except my derpy writing.
*established relationship
How did they end up like this - wrestling between the sheets, his hand gripping her arm, their smiles a bit too bright for their own taste?
Bluebell didn't know. And she never questioned it—
Because she didn't mind not knowing.
"Ushishishi, stop reading that book because the prince is bored," Bel whispered, chin resting on the girl's stomach. Settled between the pillows, Bluebell looked up from an old copy of Irish Poetry.
"I have to take this back tomorrow."
Bel pouted and poked her thigh.
"Don't bother with that, I own the library anyway shishishi."
Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Bluebell just went back to reading. She moved her leg to the left when the young man wouldn't stop poking it.
"Stop that, your highness."
"Make me, fish face."
They both locked eyes and just stayed like that for a few moments, not blinking, not moving… just breathing. Then, slowly, the blond took the book from her hands and set it on the night table. Bluebell's eyes followed the action and when she refused to look at him, Bel cupped her chin and turned her head.
"Oi…," she whispered, weakly.
"…Say it."
The young woman closed her eyes and exhaled.
"I… tch. I love you."
When she looked at Bel, she was surprised to see the man frowning. He sighed and rested his forehead on her collarbone.
"No. Not like that. Like the first time—"
Bluebell pinched his arm and scowled.
"Why do you always—"
Grinning, the man lifted his head and placed a small peck on her lips. She pushed his forehead away with one finger and turned her back to the prince. Bel raised an eyebrow and sighed.
"Oi, Blue—"
"I… I love you… nyu."
A minute passed, and his arm found its way around the girl's waist, pulling her closer to a warm body.
Bluebell smiled.
