Smile For Me
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Takao's POV
You're always smiling. Not just with your mouth, but with your eyes - your entire face lit up. It's like the happiness is a well bubbling up inside you, or as if the whole universe is one huge, brilliant joke that only you get. You try to share the gag with the rest of us, of course - that's the kind of person you are - but no one else really understands; we just react to your smile.
When you laugh...well, that's just a louder version of your smile; it says that you're having fun and you want everyone to know about it. Coming from you, a laugh is never mocking or sarcastic - never suspicious in any way; it's your personal music, a sound that I never get tired of listening to.
You want other people to smile the way you do - you're always trying to make people laugh, or to cheer them up when they're down. Hell, you even attempt to coax smiles out of Kai, and you keep on trying no matter how often his reaction is a letdown. You can make me smile without even trying, just by being in the same room as me. Every time you smile at me, my world gets brighter, and I can't help a goofy grin plastering itself across my face.
I make you smile too, by telling a joke or pulling a crazy stunt, or by coming up with a completely bizarre idea. But that's the problem; you're always smiling at me, at something I say or do that's weird or funny or just downright idiotic. You smile at me the way you do at everyone, but that's not enough for me, not anymore.
I want you to smile for me. I want to be the reason you're happy. I want to see you sad and know that I can cheer you up just by being there, that the sight of me can bring such a look of delight to your face.
You're always smiling.
Please, smile for me someday.