Author's Note: Wow it sure has been a long time since I've posted anything on here... So here's a oneshot for you readers! Please enjoy!


Through most of the years of his life, Nowaki was happy. Of course there were struggles and obstacles to work through, but there was always something to smile about. Though his childhood felt lonely and incomplete, he would go through it all again if it meant he'd end up where he was right now.

Up until he entered his twenties, Nowaki thought he had lived a happy life.

Truth is, until he met a certain professor, he hadn't known what true happiness was.

There was just something about waking up every morning next to the love of his life that made each day worth living. There was something in the simple touches that made his heart skip a beat. There was something in the way a book was thrown at him that made him laugh.

There was just something about Hiroki that made Nowaki fall for him with each passing day.

They didn't fight often anymore; they had learned to work through that. Each argument now, ended with loving kisses and dances beneath the covers.

He loved the way Hiroki would resist him at first, pushing him away and running to the opposite end of the apartment. No matter how much resistance the elder man expressed, Nowaki would corner him and kiss him full on the mouth. Nowaki loved the way Hiroki would simply melt into his kisses, hesitantly throwing his arms around the taller man's neck to pull him closer.

Nowaki loved the way each night filled with passion and love felt like the first time.

This morning, Nowaki looked over the table, watching his lover nibble on a piece of toast. There were crumbs gathered in the corner of his mouth that made Nowaki smile at just how cute the sight looked.

Upon hearing the chuckle across the table, Hiroki glanced over to his lover with suspicious eyes.

"What are you looking at, brat?"

Nowaki simply shrugged his shoulders.

"Just something."

In that instant when Hiroki glared at him before returning to his book, Nowaki felt that something in his heart he learned to love long ago. It was that something that made him feel tingly and warm with just the sound of his lover's breathing.

It took him a long time to figure it out and to capture it, but Nowaki loved that something.

In all his years of existence, Nowaki finally has a name for that something.

"Hiroki."

Hiroki looked up again, grunting expectantly for Nowaki to say something.

Those eyes that sparkled only at him, no matter what, Nowaki also craved for it all the time.

"I love you."

"Tch, stop being so gross."


Additional Note: If there are any k-pop fans here, you're welcome to check out my stories on AsianFanFics since that's what I primarily write. Anyway, thanks for reading! Please consider leaving a review. ^_^