"W-what did you say?" he asked me, shock clearly etched on his face.
"You should really pay more attention Kyouya," I said exasperated. I really did hate to repeat myself, but in this case, I'll make an exception.
I sighed for what seemed like the umpteenth time that day. "I said 'I love you.'"
He still started at me shocked. 'Oh great, I broke him.' I thought bitterly. But what was the big deal. I mean we have been dating for a year. So why wasn't he saying it back?
"Geez, did you not hear me again Kyouya? I said 'I love you.' How many times do I have to say it for it to sink into that thick skull of yours? I love you, I love you, I lo-mph!"
In the middle of my annoying rant, Kyouya thought it a good idea to kiss me in order to get me to stop talking. Not that I'm complaining. I mean, who in their right mind would complain when their amazingly sexy boyfriend was kissing them? Which reminds me, why am I still talking to you? I have a boyfriend to kiss!
We broke apart a few minutes later, panting heavily. Then, something suddenly dawned on me. 'That idiot still didn't say it back!' I thought furiously.
"Hey Kyouya, you know I've said it a million times. Now it's your turn."
"…"
"Oh come on Kyou-Kyou," I said giggling at his expression when I used his hated nickname.
"Come one it's easy. Ready? Repeat after me 'I love you too.' See four simple words. You can do it. It's not that ha-mph!"
'Seriously, again! I'm beginning to wonder if he's ever going to say it.' I sighed in my mind as Kyouya yet again silenced me with his mouth.
He broke way and looked me in the eyes, getting ready to say something.
'Is he gonna say it now?'
He opened his mouth and…"Shut the f*** up," he said and for the third time that day, claimed my lips with his.
'Well, I suppose he's not gonna say it anytime soon. But I guess he doesn't have to.'