Valentine's Day
Summary – In which, sex is not the focus.
It wasn't until Valentine's Day, with pink hearts floating above his head and a naked Takaba ion his bed that it really hit him. That despite the amount of hinting and almost-confessions and after all the effort he had spent chasing after his ass and risking his own, he had never received a proper love confession.
Sure, there was a 'Take me back' and the 'I want to be ravished by you' – even a promise to descend to hell together. But something was missing.
There was never an 'I love you'.
Sure it was only three words: I, Love and You.
But it just seemed so significant.
But he couldn't ask for it – sure sex was fine, but a love confession?
Instead he chose to stare for a while. Stare at the sleeping figure beside him.
After all, all he really had to do was wait. Even Akihito wouldn't be so unromantic as to not confess his undying love to the man he loved on a lovers' holiday, right?
With only a few hours until the end of the day, Asami stared.
And stared.
And stared.
"..."
"..."
"Time for you to get up!"
A/N – Haven't written in a long time.... Probably won't again for a while. *unmotivated*
And yeah, I'll admit it's lame and cliched....