It was close to three AM now, and Takami and I were still on the roof.

I basically had to go through physical therapy with someone who has no clue how to give physical therapy, which was interesting to say the least.

After learning how to move the wings now on my back, he had me stand and helped me balance. My ass might be bruised from the amount of times I fell, the addition of eighteen kilograms (about forty pounds) to my body (at least) being a bit too much. Takami would try to hold me up and would kiss my shoulder every once in a while as reassurance.

He also tried to coax another kiss out of me any chance he got, but we won't talk about his (mostly failed) efforts.

But now I stood, tall and fully balanced as I flapped my wings.

"Ok, give me a big one!" Takami exclaimed. In the three hours we've been here, his excitement hadn't dwindled.

I put my left leg behind me so the force wouldn't throw me backwards and balled my fists in determination.

The wings still felt a bit heavy as I raised them up and pulled them back. I breathed out slowly, throwing them forward with a small but notable amount of force.

Takami's hair flew back from his face as he blinked and braced himself against the sudden wind and he smiled impossibly wider.

"That was so great!" He exclaimed, his wings flapping softly in excitement.

"Really? It felt a little weak," I said, chuckling and rubbing the back of my neck.

"It was more forceful than I thought it would be! If I'm being honest, you're adapting to the wings easier than I thought you would." He admitted, walking towards me.

"When you used to take on new quirks at least monthly you get used to adapting to the new ones."

"Just how many quirks do you have anyway?" He asked, hooking his hands in his pockets and smirking at me.

"Honestly?" Takami nodded. "I'm not quite sure. At least eight now, including yours and my personal quirk."

"That's a lot of power you have."

"And most of it stays dormant all of the time."

"Could you keep them all active?" He asked. "Just all at once, all of the time? With proper training that is."

I thought about it a moment. Could I?

"Maybe... I've never tried it. A part of me thinks I could but I also think that there's a possibility my body will combust from the pressure."

"Combust?!"

"Yeah, totally. Just, pew-!" I exclaimed, waving my hands in a way that signified an explosion. "Limbs everywhere, blood on the walls. Very gruesome."

Takami laughed as he put on a face of disgust.

"Ew, don't make me think about that!"

"Well it's true!"

He laughed again as he took his hands out of his pockets and put them on my hips.

"Am I ok?" He asked, pulling me a little closer and bumping his forehead with mine.

"Yeah," I responded, trying not to show any surprise, "yeah, you're ok Takami."

"Can you call me Keigo?" He asked, looking up slightly so that our noses touched.

"Sure I can, if you want me to."

"I do, I want you to."

"Someone's rather eager," I pointed out, chuckling.

"Well if it were up to me you'd already have a ring on your finger and we'd be picking out flowers." His smile seeped into his voice, spreading out into the way he spoke and making it sound so much sweeter. He put his face in my shoulder, kissing my collarbone before tilting his head to look up at me.

"You know, you're more forward than anyone I've ever met Keigo. Especially since you wanted to take it slow about two weeks ago."

"I over estimated how patient I am." He said, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me into a hug.

I laughed loudly and I felt his face stretch into a smile.

"I like that sound," he said, "I like hearing you laugh."

"How romantic of you Romeo."

"If I'm Romeo, I sure hope you're not Juliet. I don't want us to die in the end," he mumbled, his face still in my shoulder.

"Won't we though? Isn't that the ultimate end?" I asked, half joking. "Everyone has to die someday Keigo."

"Not us, not you," he insisted, finally looking up at me. "We can go on and on. Forever if we wanted."

"That's not very logical of—"

"Logic has no place here. Not with me, not with you. Not with us. We are..." he trailed off, looking to the sky. He studied the stars for a moment, the small amount of light from the moon hitting his skin and making him look almost ethereal. His eyes widened the slightest bit in realization before he looked back at me.

"We are eternal. You and me. Forever."

I couldn't hide it. The way my breath hitched my throat as my eyes widened. This, what Keigo was saying, it was everything that terrified me for so, so many years.

And now he's here, and he's saying them without a single care, as we stand with practically no space between us on a roof at three in the morning after he taught me something I thought I would never do.

And I had butterflies.

I want this relationship with Keigo, or at least I think I do. But no matter wonderful he made me feel, no matter how warm and safe and loved he made me feel, I couldn't be with him.

I'm not stupid, I saw the little color on their cheeks, the lingering stares, the obvious advances.

There's no way, there's too many people who have proclaimed their love for me, or dropped hints.

I can't hurt them just because I want a relationship.

I can't hurt them like that.

I can't ruin their hope like that. I just can't.

"Did I make your heart stop?" Keigo asked, chuckling as he stared.

"Maybe," I joked back, trying not to think back to the  thoughts I had only seconds before, "what's it matter to you?"

"It matters because it means you like me," he chuckled. Leaning forward, he pecked my lips, "and that's what I'm going for. So, what do you say we work a little more and then get breakfast at some cute and tiny diner?"

"Corner booth?" I asked, smiling.

"Anything for you."

We've established that I have the attention span of a chocolate eclair, so it should be no surprise it took me like two weeks to do it, buT I FINISHED MY HOME SCREEN THING AND ITS GLITCHCORE AND MY PHONE LOOKS SO COOL—

Fun Fact: (Y/N) was once offered a job in Berlin.

Not me projecting my relationship fantasies onto my book, ahaha—😃😃

Reminder: DON'T🗣THINK🗣LIKE🗣(Y/N)🗣 you do whatever's gonna make you happy, don't worry about how others feel! She only thinks that way because of her manipulative mother and that fact she's lowkey based off of me. You should do your own thing! It doesn't matter how other people will feel!! I love you all💞💞

Over and out.