Alfred was overjoyed at Kiku’s reaction to the photo album. It had been a lot of work gathering together all the photos and putting them in order as best as he could, but it was worth it because now it told their story… And Kiku definitely seemed interested in continuing it. He gave Kiku a loving smile after receiving his thank you kiss, and he whispered, “You’re welcome. Hopefully, we’ll make enough memories to fill up the book and start another one…” He quickly flipped through all the blank pages in the back, noting how thick the empty section of the book was. They had a long way to go… but they were off to a really good start.
Alfred turned back to the page with the picture of Kiku sitting down on the bus and pointed to the journaling area next to it. So far, this was the one picture where he had written something to go with it. He pointed this out to Kiku. “And see; I already began working on the story… I’ll write more soon, but why don’t you read this really quickly, and you can tell me if you like it…” He waited patiently as Kiku read the words that he had written in the style of a love note, or a letter. With every picture he put in the album, he wanted to have a message to go with it. Not necessarily a long message; just a little reminder of just how much he loved his boyfriend. This reminder just happened to be on the longer side, since it was his first one. It read:
Kiku,
I didn’t take this picture; I’ll admit it. Mattie did... My brother took this perfectly candid picture of you, and honestly, I’m really glad he did. It captures your eyes really well, which is the first thing that attracted me to you; those deep, dark, mysterious eyes… You made me want to find out what was behind them. And there I am, leaning in so I can talk to you about something… I don’t remember what, but I know you were listening… even though you were listening to music and staring at… well, I don’t know… What were you staring at? I like to think it was me, even though we weren’t even together when this picture was taken… But the look you had on your face that day… it reminds me of the way you look at me now. That’s why I included this picture; to remind us where we came from. There was always something there between us, even when we didn’t know it. And we waited a long time to get where we are now… But at least we got there!
-Alfred
“You’re the only thing I’ll wait for,” he added, once Kiku was finished reading. “Happy Valentine’s Day…” Alfred set the book aside on the nightstand by the bed, and then he leaned in; his sights set on Kiku’s lips. It was time to make some more memories… though this wouldn’t be going in the album. “I love you,” he breathed; just before their lips locked. He closed his eyes in the euphoria he felt from the kiss… Though they did this all the time, the first kiss of any evening; the first taste of Kiku’s soft, sweet lips, never failed to get his heart racing and send shivers down his spine. He hoped that feeling would never go away.
Alfred turned back to the page with the picture of Kiku sitting down on the bus and pointed to the journaling area next to it. So far, this was the one picture where he had written something to go with it. He pointed this out to Kiku. “And see; I already began working on the story… I’ll write more soon, but why don’t you read this really quickly, and you can tell me if you like it…” He waited patiently as Kiku read the words that he had written in the style of a love note, or a letter. With every picture he put in the album, he wanted to have a message to go with it. Not necessarily a long message; just a little reminder of just how much he loved his boyfriend. This reminder just happened to be on the longer side, since it was his first one. It read:
Kiku,
I didn’t take this picture; I’ll admit it. Mattie did... My brother took this perfectly candid picture of you, and honestly, I’m really glad he did. It captures your eyes really well, which is the first thing that attracted me to you; those deep, dark, mysterious eyes… You made me want to find out what was behind them. And there I am, leaning in so I can talk to you about something… I don’t remember what, but I know you were listening… even though you were listening to music and staring at… well, I don’t know… What were you staring at? I like to think it was me, even though we weren’t even together when this picture was taken… But the look you had on your face that day… it reminds me of the way you look at me now. That’s why I included this picture; to remind us where we came from. There was always something there between us, even when we didn’t know it. And we waited a long time to get where we are now… But at least we got there!
-Alfred
“You’re the only thing I’ll wait for,” he added, once Kiku was finished reading. “Happy Valentine’s Day…” Alfred set the book aside on the nightstand by the bed, and then he leaned in; his sights set on Kiku’s lips. It was time to make some more memories… though this wouldn’t be going in the album. “I love you,” he breathed; just before their lips locked. He closed his eyes in the euphoria he felt from the kiss… Though they did this all the time, the first kiss of any evening; the first taste of Kiku’s soft, sweet lips, never failed to get his heart racing and send shivers down his spine. He hoped that feeling would never go away.
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