Just the way you are (by Bruno Mars)

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"You are fine just the way you are."

These words were spoken from the debt of her heart. I knew that and didn't doubt a single word. True, we all have doubts about things such as our appearance or action so I was wondering what I should do to improve.

"I like the Maki-chan I see in front of me right now." Honoka added as she waved the best smile she had. "I like the way she blush when cornered, or that way to deny things that's embarassing or the way she becomes honest when really needed."

"But I was wondering if I should cut my heair. I mean they can be bothersome while I operate someone..."

My lover paused an instant as she placed a finger on her chin, eyes looking up at the ceilling. Anticipating that it will take a while, I decided to return back to the kitchen area to prepare our dinner. Our appartment was spacious but the kitchen and dining room were in the same room.

As I kept my eyes on her, my hands went by reflex to cut the vegetables. Honoka was seated by the table, a notebook in front of her. After all, it was a Tuesday evening and being the good teacher she was, the ginger was correcting her student's test sheets.

"Either way is fine, I think." She finally spoke after few minutes and turned her pair of emerald eyes in my direction. "Maki-chan with long hair, Maki-chan with short hair; I am fine with both. As long as you don't change too much, Honoka will be fine."

A small smile found its way on my lips at thes words, leaving me blushing like a schoolgirl. "Well... I was thinking about cutting them above my shoulders so they won't get too much in the way." True enough, I sometimes had difficulties with these strand of red reaching my hips. Normally, I would just cut them past shoulder but it was all because of a certain someone's fault that I decided to let them grow up.

"You know what?" Honoka decided to stand up as I was brought into reality. It was too late when I realized there was a hand on my left shoulder and right hip. With a sudden movement, I was being lift bridal style and forced to face that lovely childish face decorated by a bright smile. "I prefer your haircut from back in high school. It had some Ojou-sama vibe to it and literally screamed 'I am a freaking tsundere!'."

"What?" My mouth went agape at these words. "I'm not a tsundere!"

A giggle was enough to make my face burn with embarassment and anger. As I was about to give a piece of my mind though, a pair of lips found their way on mine. It only lasted a couple of second but it was enough to help me calm down. Parting, she held me tighter, her hands trembling from fatigue. No matter how much adrenaline she might get, a woman will still have problem lifting another woman.

"Hehe. Looks like Maki-chan has gaines one kilogram~"

"What?"

"Hehe~"

My face turned back into the red domain as I was thinking about a way to kill myself. Before I could find a way though, I was placed down on something and as my mind was processing, I was sitting on the kitchen table's edge, my lover holding me from the front.

"Do not do something reckless as a diet. It doesn't matter if you gain weight or height. As long as Maki-chan remains Maki-chan, Honoka will always like her."

"Honoka..."

"After all, look at me!" She pointed to herself with one hand, her other one still holding me. "I literally stopped growing since high school."

I moved my hands to take her in a hug, her face ending in my chest as I started patting her head. I was always taller than Honoka but the gap turned more important as we became adult. Sometimes, I felt uneasy with my 178 cm of heigh compared to Honoka's 161. However, she always insisted I was fine that way.

"You have grown over here too..." She stated, her voice half-muffled by my clothes' fabric. "D cup? No. E cup I think."

Out of embarrassment, I hugged her tighter, my face feeling even hotter. "Well... Whose fault do you think it is? It's all because a certain someone enjoy feeding me too much."

"Hehe." She giggled, seemingly not affected by the mashmallow hell I was making her endure. "That's because I love Maki-chan. Isn't it someone's duty to feed their beloved one with happiness. Every cake, bread, sandwitches and salads I made was filled with Honoka love so you should be thankful."

A small smile appeared on my lips at these words as I lowered my head until it was resting on hers. "Yeah. I guess it's not all bad things..." Though, I knew the main reason she wanted that part of my to grow until a certain level. Honoka enjoyed using them as her pillow from time to time after a long day at work and mostly focus on that part during our 'alone time'.

My face turned even redder again as I was thinking about our times in bed. Such embarrassment! I wanted to kill myself.

"There's no problem being a little pervert from time to time." The ginger's voice brought me back once again as her face was in front of mine, her hands both on my waist. It was really odd having someone shorter holding me sitting on the table but I didn't voice any concern.

"Well... I guess..."

There was a moment of pause before I finally stepped away from the table as she moved aside. It returned into preparing the diner while Honoka went back to correcting the sheets. I occasionally stole some glance to her, thinking about these words. Maybe I will cut them past shoulder and make them in ringlets like I used to do in high school...

As I was thinking about making more salad and light food, my mind replayed my lover's words from earlier and I giggled, stopping before taking some ice cream from the fridge for the dessert. With everything ready, I brought them all and Honoka was more than happy to put her documents aside so we would have a nice diner.

Of course, I don't want you to change as well... I guess I, too, love you, just the way you are...

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A/N: I lost my files so I have to restart everything for now.