Love Tenfold

"You're sure you're not going to get caught?" he pressed. She nodded.

"He got drunk; he won't be walking up tonight."

He sat down on the grass, and she sat beside him, resting her head against his shoulder. He looked at the stars, picking out constellations out of habit. She spoke up, breaking the silence that had settled.

"Thank you."

He turned his head to blink at her. "For what?"

"For being here," she murmured, looking down, "I...I know it's wrong, but I'm glad you came here. I'm glad I met you."

He blushed. He couldn't help it. He quickly looked back to the sky, tongue tied and face hot. She sighed softly, scooting closer, her hair tickling under his chin.

"...M-Me too."

There was a gust of wind, and he involuntarily let out a shudder. She shifted, titling her head up a moment. "Are you cold?"

"It's fine," he shook his head, but she moved, sitting up and reaching for the small bag she had with her. She pulled out a thin blanket, wrapping it around his shoulders.

"There."

He reached out, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her close again. He shared the blanket with her, keeping his arm around her waist while she resumed her place against his side. He let out a noise of contentment, and she echoed it.

"Do you believe in destiny?" she spoke again, and Ikki hummed.

"What do you mean?" he rest his head on top of hers, closing his eyes. She considered a moment before answering.

"I think that, maybe, we were supposed to met," she whispered, and he could hear the sheepish tone in her voice, "That...it was more than good luck."

"That's a good idea," he agreed after a moment of thought. She giggled once, getting more comfortable in her spot against him, "Yeah...I like that."

"I love you."

It was said suddenly, out of the blue. They both stiffened, and he turned his head slowly to look at her. She looked up and he felt his face color again, as hers did the same.

"Uh," he gaped, because that's all his brain could come up with. She buried her face in her hands, trying to hide her blush. He shifted his eyes around, rubbing at his neck awkwardly. He finally turned back towards her, and nudged her. She peeked from between her fingers, and he rest his forehead against hers, holding her gaze. His heart was a furious thudding in his ears, and when he spoke, his tongue felt clumsy and his mouth was try. "I...too."

Her eyes widened, and he wasn't sure how, but he colored even darker. He was sure all the blood in his body was in his face at this point. She lowered her hands, and then she tilted her head ever-so slightly, pecking her lips against his. He swallowed thickly, and she covered her face again, making a noise of embarrassment. His arm was still around her waist, and after a moment he pulled her closer, resting his head against hers again. She leaned into him again, and pulled the blanket tighter around them.

"The stars are bright."

"Y-Yeah."