Will not stop loving you
Title : Will not stop loving you
Pairing : Aiba x OC
Genre : semi-angst?
Length : one shot
Rating : pg
Disclaimer : fiction
Summary : I will not stop loving you, as this watch will not stop chasing time.
“Tadaima…” I mumble lazily as I open the door to my now empty apartment, dragging my luggage. Dark. The only word that can express the physical state and also the feeling of my apartment and I. I slump on the sofa without bothering to turn on the light, somehow I already getting used to the darkness. Once all the bright spotlight in the recording studio is off, this is my life, dark, especially when she left.
“I miss you, I’m sorry...” I said those words without realizing it and tears start collecting at the corner of my eyes. I broke up with my 8 years girlfriend last week and this is the first night that I came home early enough to feel the lost literally. Maybe that is the reason I didn’t turn on the light in the first place, I am afraid to see my apartment without any traces of her. She must have taken all her belongings already since she has given her key to my manager two days ago. She must know that I was working out of Tokyo for the last three days. I sigh and left the living room, heading to my bedroom. I will just take a quick bath and go straight to sleep, besides I am tired enough from Tensai back-to-back outdoor shooting.
As I enter my bedroom, my eyes catch a medium size box with silver wrapping on the bed. Beside the box, there’s an envelope with my name written neatly. I felt a twitch at my heart, knowing this must be from her. I open the envelope carefully to reveal her handwritten letter.
Dear Ma-kun,
I am sorry, I hope you understand and respect my decision this time. I believe this is the best for us both. It is not because I don’t understand your idol job, if I don’t then we won’t stand 8 years. I am not jealous of your female co-workers. I don’t mind your crazily busy schedule. I can handle being without you when you are on tour with Arashi or having shooting overseas.
It just I feel like we are growing apart from each other since last year. I don’t feel that you care about me anymore. It is okay if you are rarely home but you also rarely text me anymore. Or even reply my texts or calls. When you are home, we always fight. Even over a small things, you will get mad at me and start shouting. I understand that you are tired from work but my Masaki is not a hot tempered guy. I wonder what happened to you. You will leave your food untouched and sleep in the other room. I almost forget your smiling-off-camera face as you called it. My Masaki always smiles to me, but you don’t anymore. It hurts but I tried to cope it for almost one year.
But when you forget our anniversary last month, it is the last hint. You never forget anything about us. The first place we met, the restaurant we eat on our first date, the song we sang when we first go karaoke together, everything. So I thought it is a big deal when you forget such important date. Even when you are busy on the day, you always remember to call me.
I am sorry Masaki. I can’t cope it anymore. It hurt too much. I understand you are working hard for us but I can’t help feeling like I am just another fan of you who can only see you shining on TV. Sometimes I think the fan might be luckier than me. They always have their gentle Aiba-chan. I am proud and happy to be your girlfriend but if being a fan means I get to see Aiba Masaki smiling again, I am willing to be one. I am sorry for being selfish.
Together with this letter is your birthday present. It is two month early but since I already bought it, it is nice to give it to you. Happy birthday, in advance.
Kirana
In the box lay a very beautiful Polo watch made in Italy. With the watch is a birthday card
“It’s a waste you can’t make it to France with me. So I brought back something from France for you. I will not stop loving you, as this watch will not stop chasing time. Happy birthday, I love you <3”
Tears running down my cheek as the flashback of our anniversary night run in my mind. I was just returned from concert rehearsal. It is true that I forget our anniversary because I was busy, or it was what I told myself and her. If I give a little bit more attention, of course will remember. It is the same date when I got a phone call from the president asking if I have a passport. How could I forget that day?
“Okairi Masaki. I’ll take this ne… Come in!” she said happily as she took my training bag and my hand, pulling me in.
“Okay, take a sit. I have something for you. Now close your eyes.” She said again, still smiling. I do what she asked.
“Open.” When I open my eyes, she was holding a love-shape cake in one hand and a wrapped box on the other.
“What is this?” I asked. She was a bit shocked with my question. She turn around and placed the cake on the table, her shoulder was shaking.
“Kirana?”
“Happy anniversary!” she said as she put some cream from the cake on my nose. She was laughing happily while I was shocked and unexpectedly, mad.
“What with this childish attitude?!” I shouted at her. She stopped laughing and look at me. Her happy expression turns to guilty while I am the one who should be feeling that way.
“I’m sorry, I just….” She tried to wipe the cream on my nose but I slapped her hand away. Once again she was shocked and move backward. I hissed and grabbed my bag, without looking at her, I went into the second room. I am sure she was crying her heart out that night.
“I will not stop loving you, as this watch will not stop chasing time… I will not stop loving you, as this watch will not stop chasing time…” the words are repeating like an old record in my mind. The light brown leather watch is now already on my wrist. It is so beautiful and I bet it must cost a lot. I chuckled as I remember how her taste in accessories and fashions are similar as mine. She didn’t mind the price as long as the thing she bought is nice, especially things she bought for me. Again, tears invaded my cheek as I remembered her birthday present for me last year.
“Kirana, this must cost a lot!” I said, still admiring the limited edition Nike sling bag in my hand. It even have my initial embroidered on it.
“It is nothing compared to your love Masaki.” She said, flashing her pretty smile.
No. I cannot lose her. She is my everything, my fan when I had none, my strength when I was weak, my sunshine! I have to get her back. With that in mind, I grab my bag and key. Knowing her, I know she is staying at the her old apartment before she moved in with me. I will not stop loving you, as this watch will not stop chasing time!
“The sky tonight looks beautiful ne… Suited the next song I’m going to play. Please listen to, Yozora e no Tegami by Aiba Masaki.” Said the DJ. I sigh and look up to the sky. Indeed, the sky looks beautiful. His voice singing the song went through my ears. From the balcony of this building, I can see almost the whole city. Also the building of his apartment. What is he doing now? Have he eaten? Did he miss me? My eyes get watery again.
“He won’t miss you idiot!” I said to myself. Suddenly I felt a familiar arms embracing me.
“He misses you. He really did!” I turn my head to face the owner of those arms.
“Masaki?!”
“Kirana…”
“What are you doing here?”
“I come to apologize. Baby, please forgive me.” He said. I study his face and realize how I miss us being this close to each other. His eyes were red and teary. Was he been crying too? My tears are dropping again but he wipe it away.
“I am sorry Kirana. I did you wrong. I take you for granted. I felt too comfortable with our relationship until I forget to treasure you as I used to. I am used to the idea of you being mine, I forget the fact that I can lose you anytime. I beg you for another chance. I promise I will change. Please…” he said while holding my hand tightly, kissing it repeatedly.
“Masaki…” is the only word I manage to utter.
“Please… Please… Please…” he said, still holding me hand. This time he look at me straight to my eyes. I melted in his stare and I realize that he is the only one I love. I lost trace on how long I look into his eyes when I felt a soft lips landed on mine. I close my eyes and tilt my head unintentionally. He deepen the kiss while wrap his arms around me and hold me tightly. I know that he knows my answer already so I return his hug. He broke the kiss when we both are gasping for air.
“Let’s go home.”
“Hnn…”
Pairing : Aiba x OC
Genre : semi-angst?
Length : one shot
Rating : pg
Disclaimer : fiction
Summary : I will not stop loving you, as this watch will not stop chasing time.
“Tadaima…” I mumble lazily as I open the door to my now empty apartment, dragging my luggage. Dark. The only word that can express the physical state and also the feeling of my apartment and I. I slump on the sofa without bothering to turn on the light, somehow I already getting used to the darkness. Once all the bright spotlight in the recording studio is off, this is my life, dark, especially when she left.
“I miss you, I’m sorry...” I said those words without realizing it and tears start collecting at the corner of my eyes. I broke up with my 8 years girlfriend last week and this is the first night that I came home early enough to feel the lost literally. Maybe that is the reason I didn’t turn on the light in the first place, I am afraid to see my apartment without any traces of her. She must have taken all her belongings already since she has given her key to my manager two days ago. She must know that I was working out of Tokyo for the last three days. I sigh and left the living room, heading to my bedroom. I will just take a quick bath and go straight to sleep, besides I am tired enough from Tensai back-to-back outdoor shooting.
As I enter my bedroom, my eyes catch a medium size box with silver wrapping on the bed. Beside the box, there’s an envelope with my name written neatly. I felt a twitch at my heart, knowing this must be from her. I open the envelope carefully to reveal her handwritten letter.
Dear Ma-kun,
I am sorry, I hope you understand and respect my decision this time. I believe this is the best for us both. It is not because I don’t understand your idol job, if I don’t then we won’t stand 8 years. I am not jealous of your female co-workers. I don’t mind your crazily busy schedule. I can handle being without you when you are on tour with Arashi or having shooting overseas.
It just I feel like we are growing apart from each other since last year. I don’t feel that you care about me anymore. It is okay if you are rarely home but you also rarely text me anymore. Or even reply my texts or calls. When you are home, we always fight. Even over a small things, you will get mad at me and start shouting. I understand that you are tired from work but my Masaki is not a hot tempered guy. I wonder what happened to you. You will leave your food untouched and sleep in the other room. I almost forget your smiling-off-camera face as you called it. My Masaki always smiles to me, but you don’t anymore. It hurts but I tried to cope it for almost one year.
But when you forget our anniversary last month, it is the last hint. You never forget anything about us. The first place we met, the restaurant we eat on our first date, the song we sang when we first go karaoke together, everything. So I thought it is a big deal when you forget such important date. Even when you are busy on the day, you always remember to call me.
I am sorry Masaki. I can’t cope it anymore. It hurt too much. I understand you are working hard for us but I can’t help feeling like I am just another fan of you who can only see you shining on TV. Sometimes I think the fan might be luckier than me. They always have their gentle Aiba-chan. I am proud and happy to be your girlfriend but if being a fan means I get to see Aiba Masaki smiling again, I am willing to be one. I am sorry for being selfish.
Together with this letter is your birthday present. It is two month early but since I already bought it, it is nice to give it to you. Happy birthday, in advance.
Kirana
In the box lay a very beautiful Polo watch made in Italy. With the watch is a birthday card
“It’s a waste you can’t make it to France with me. So I brought back something from France for you. I will not stop loving you, as this watch will not stop chasing time. Happy birthday, I love you <3”
Tears running down my cheek as the flashback of our anniversary night run in my mind. I was just returned from concert rehearsal. It is true that I forget our anniversary because I was busy, or it was what I told myself and her. If I give a little bit more attention, of course will remember. It is the same date when I got a phone call from the president asking if I have a passport. How could I forget that day?
“Okairi Masaki. I’ll take this ne… Come in!” she said happily as she took my training bag and my hand, pulling me in.
“Okay, take a sit. I have something for you. Now close your eyes.” She said again, still smiling. I do what she asked.
“Open.” When I open my eyes, she was holding a love-shape cake in one hand and a wrapped box on the other.
“What is this?” I asked. She was a bit shocked with my question. She turn around and placed the cake on the table, her shoulder was shaking.
“Kirana?”
“Happy anniversary!” she said as she put some cream from the cake on my nose. She was laughing happily while I was shocked and unexpectedly, mad.
“What with this childish attitude?!” I shouted at her. She stopped laughing and look at me. Her happy expression turns to guilty while I am the one who should be feeling that way.
“I’m sorry, I just….” She tried to wipe the cream on my nose but I slapped her hand away. Once again she was shocked and move backward. I hissed and grabbed my bag, without looking at her, I went into the second room. I am sure she was crying her heart out that night.
“I will not stop loving you, as this watch will not stop chasing time… I will not stop loving you, as this watch will not stop chasing time…” the words are repeating like an old record in my mind. The light brown leather watch is now already on my wrist. It is so beautiful and I bet it must cost a lot. I chuckled as I remember how her taste in accessories and fashions are similar as mine. She didn’t mind the price as long as the thing she bought is nice, especially things she bought for me. Again, tears invaded my cheek as I remembered her birthday present for me last year.
“Kirana, this must cost a lot!” I said, still admiring the limited edition Nike sling bag in my hand. It even have my initial embroidered on it.
“It is nothing compared to your love Masaki.” She said, flashing her pretty smile.
No. I cannot lose her. She is my everything, my fan when I had none, my strength when I was weak, my sunshine! I have to get her back. With that in mind, I grab my bag and key. Knowing her, I know she is staying at the her old apartment before she moved in with me. I will not stop loving you, as this watch will not stop chasing time!
“The sky tonight looks beautiful ne… Suited the next song I’m going to play. Please listen to, Yozora e no Tegami by Aiba Masaki.” Said the DJ. I sigh and look up to the sky. Indeed, the sky looks beautiful. His voice singing the song went through my ears. From the balcony of this building, I can see almost the whole city. Also the building of his apartment. What is he doing now? Have he eaten? Did he miss me? My eyes get watery again.
“He won’t miss you idiot!” I said to myself. Suddenly I felt a familiar arms embracing me.
“He misses you. He really did!” I turn my head to face the owner of those arms.
“Masaki?!”
“Kirana…”
“What are you doing here?”
“I come to apologize. Baby, please forgive me.” He said. I study his face and realize how I miss us being this close to each other. His eyes were red and teary. Was he been crying too? My tears are dropping again but he wipe it away.
“I am sorry Kirana. I did you wrong. I take you for granted. I felt too comfortable with our relationship until I forget to treasure you as I used to. I am used to the idea of you being mine, I forget the fact that I can lose you anytime. I beg you for another chance. I promise I will change. Please…” he said while holding my hand tightly, kissing it repeatedly.
“Masaki…” is the only word I manage to utter.
“Please… Please… Please…” he said, still holding me hand. This time he look at me straight to my eyes. I melted in his stare and I realize that he is the only one I love. I lost trace on how long I look into his eyes when I felt a soft lips landed on mine. I close my eyes and tilt my head unintentionally. He deepen the kiss while wrap his arms around me and hold me tightly. I know that he knows my answer already so I return his hug. He broke the kiss when we both are gasping for air.
“Let’s go home.”
“Hnn…”