He looks up at me with tears in his eyes. "Honestly Haruya, how special am I, to anyone?'' A playful grin appears on my face, I can't help it.
"How long do you have? Cause that requires quite the explanation."
He looks away. "Go ahead."
"Hey," I touch his cheek.
"I love you. I love the way you hide your face in the pillow to muffle your voice when you scream when I make love to you;
I love the way your lips perfectly fit mine and how your hands move over my body every time you feel a spark;
I love the fire that you give me every time you touch me, or even look at me;
I love the way you used to be so cold-hearted and that my fire melted your frozen heart;
I love the way you smile, the way you laugh;
I love the way you always know what to do;
I love the way you'll always find a way to do that what fits you best;
I love the way you are just you and how you show that people just have to deal with that;
I even love the way youd scream at me when we're in a fight;
I love the way you react when I say something, sweet or incredibly stupid;
I love the way the tears ran down your face when I asked you to marry me;
I love the way you looked up at me and softly said "I do" on that day;
I love the way you looked in your suit, how you seemed to shine just from pure happiness;
I love the way you tease me;
I love the way you react when I tease you;
I loved you from the very first moment I saw you, just because I knew you were special. I love you Suzuno Fuusuke."