Chapter 1
Brrring.
Brrring.
Brrring.
...
"Hello! This is Tachibana Makoto speaking."
You sat up a little straighter. "Makoto!"
"... Unfortunately I can't pick up the phone right now, so please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible!"
Beep.
You hung up and glared at your phone, as if it was the source of all your troubles. Deciding that a missed call from you was enough to worry him, you didn't bother with a message and hung up, flopping onto the bed.
Makoto had a busy job. He wasn't always home, though when he was you both made the best out of it. You two have been dating for a year now, and today's the anniversary of your first date. You'd hoped that Makoto would be home as he had promised, but it seems like he wouldn't be.
And you had had something special planned as well. You had specifically picked out a black pencil dress that brought out your curves, and you absolutely hated wearing dresses, especially tight and short ones. You had specifically spent money on getting nice things, because nice things were what your dear Makoto deserved to have. He usually rejects every present you offer him because he didn't want you to waste your time and money, but since today was special you decided to ignore him on that. You had also decided to rent a room in the hotel you both first met, for old time's sake.
Makoto had promised he would be back by noon. You glanced out the windows, the sun slowly disappearing behind the skyline. You knew Makoto had a lot to do, and you didn't blame him for not being here, but sometimes… sometimes you were selfish, and wanted him all to yourself. Screw work and fuck the government. You wanted Makoto with you, was that too much to ask?
Of course, being sad and angry at Makoto and the government wasn't the main problem here. Your boyfriend's job was not only busy, it was also dangerous. One false move from him could very well end up fatal, and you did your best to not assume the worst. Makoto's been late before, he could just be caught up in traffic, or maybe stopped to pick up something, or maybe he forgot…?
As if all your wishful thinking had summoned him, your phone rang. You immediately pounced on it, and nearly sobbed with relief when you saw the caller ID. Makoto.
"You had me so worried! Are you hurt? What happened?" You practically screamed into the receiver. "You know I wouldn't be able to get over it if you died!"
Hearing his familiar chuckle nearly made you melt. "And I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I didn't say goodbye before I left. Don't worry, (Name), I'm fine. In fact, I'm outside the room."
You were at the door in record time, flinging it open with a huge smile plastered on your face. You must look ridiculous, but you didn't care because the love of your life was at the door, and with a surprise too.
"I went by a florist and found this," Makoto smiled as he offered the roses. It wasn't a big bunch.
"These are beautiful, thank you!" You had to stand on tiptoe to place a teasing peck on your boyfriend's cheek. Sure, you were wearing heels, but you didn't want to risk falling or twisting your ankle so it didn't have much height to it.
You went back inside, with Makoto following. You grabbed the vase of flowers provided by the hotel and switched out the lilies for Makoto's roses.
"Ahh, this sure brings back memories," you heard Makoto say as he went around the room, finally stopping at the window, where the city glowed with life. You followed him and wrapped your arms around his waist from behind, resting your head on his back, breathing in his very presence.
A comfortable silence settled over the both of you, while you both enjoyed each other's presence. It was Makoto who finally spoke. "I got three days off."
"Three days?" You repeated, shocked. You unwrapped your arms from Makoto and took a few dramatic steps back. "Three days without the great Makoto? The country will fall!" You gasped and mimicked a heart attack.
Makoto laughed. "No it won't. And my boss suggested it, so what else can I do except spend it with my girlfriend?" He turned to sit on the window ledge, and opened his arms as a gesture for you to come closer.
Glancing up, you inspected Makoto carefully. He was wearing a simple suit with his trademark green tie, which you found adorable. Something seemed off, though…
"What's wrong?" Makoto asked, detecting your slight change of attitude. He lowered his arms, frowning.
You crossed your arms, carefully looking over your boyfriend. "I've known you for a year, you think you can keep secrets from me?" You finally figured it out, breaking into a smile again. "C'mon, what're you hiding?" You stepped closer and started sticking your hands in his pockets.
"Jeez, you know me too well," Makoto sighed with relief and opened his arms again, though this time it was to let you do your searching. "But you won't find any secret on me." You glanced back at his face to find that familiar smile and a faint trace of a teasing smirk.
You gave up. "Well, I do have three days to find it." You settled for sitting on Makoto's lap, facing him, wrapping your legs around his waist. (It was a pretty big window ledge.)
"It's been a while, hasn't it?" You sighed and rested your head against the crook of his neck, your hands placing themselves on his chest, feeling the pounding of his heartbeat and the rise and fall of his breathing.
"Three weeks," Makoto confirmed. "We haven't talked for three weeks."
"I meant the other thing." You glanced up and smirked. Makoto blanked out for a second, before realizing what you meant and immediately became flustered.
You had to admit, the pencil dress was not only for looks. While standing, it only covered half of your thighs. Imagine how short it'd be while you were sitting on a certain someone's lap.
"Don't worry, I'm not suggesting it right now." You laughed.
Makoto sighed, smiling. "You're such a tease, (Name)."
"You know you love it," you said in a soft voice and pulled Makoto in for a long overdue kiss.
Hello! This is my first Free! fanfiction and also my first fanfiction on this site! Hope you all enjoy!