15: Butterfly — Ryugazaki Rei
Saw a butterfly sitting on your right shoulder.

With pride bubbling up in the deepest recesses of your inner being, you delicately slipped into the outfit.

As you turned to face the mirror, you sighed with awe at the sight before you.

The costume - the massive project you had been working on for months on end - looked absolutely stunning.

It hugged your figure in all the right places, emphasizing every curve and smoothing out every sharp angle.

Your hard work was evident in your fingers. The once flawless digits were now marred with pricks. Needle pricks.

The now slim figure you boasted was a product of your toiling. Grueling weeks of exercise and, yes, a whole lot of self-control. How it tore your heart apart every time your fingers, aching with longing, caressed the wrapping of a chocolate bar or popsicle stick.

Everything was going to pay off, though. Months of your hard work.

You were ready. And confident that you were ready.

You donned the masquerade and scrutinized your reflection one last time. You couldn't wait to see the look on his face when he saw your butterfly costume.

The doorbell rang, and you knew it couldn't have been anyone but him.

You made your way to your apartment's front door, and rested your hand on the doorknob.

Rei, are you Rei-dy? You giggled at your own lame pun, and swung the door open.

"Hi!" You breathed out, beaming at the bluenette. Shock momentarily crossed his features, making it clear that he had yet to register that the masked lady in standing before him was his girlfriend.

His jaw dropped. "K-kuroyuki...hime?"

Your subconscious was doing cartwheels in victory. You had him. "Yeap! Sp, what'cha think? I made the wings using-"

"The wingspan is off by half an inch," He cut you off, shoving his glasses up his nose. "Your gloves should be a little bit longer, and-" He rambled on, as expected.

You pinched his ear, hard, and leveled his face with your own. You shoved your lips against his. "Rei?"

"Yes, ma'am!"

"Shut up." And kiss me.

A/N:

Adorkable.

His weird nerdiness is twitch-worthy sometimes though. Icouldtotallyimaginehimtwerking.

150th reviewer, whoever you will be, HEY. /shot

I've finally achieved 6K words, so I'm now qualified to be a Beta Reader. Atm, I'm working on my official profile, so uh. Yeah.

You know what. I still can't believe it's ending this freakin' week. I mean, WHYYY.

Oh well, at least KnB season 2 comes out in October. If no studio would feed me with bishies, my estrogens would rage and I'd cause a nuclear accident and make Coppelion real.

And oh, the lyrics at the very start are from the English version of Len's Mikigata no Chou / Butterfly on Your Right Shoulder. This ain't a songfic though, that was just a quote. I WAS OUT OF IDEAS OKAY. Haha.

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