No one ever thought that the great undefeated CCG investigator, Arima Kishou, would ever get married. Not in a mean way, of course, he just didn't look like the type to find a partner so soon.
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You were his everything. His entire universe. And had been since he was 16.

You were returning home from school, the load on your shoulders feeling extremely heavy that day thanks to your band director who made everyone bring home their instruments that very day.

Your footsteps were slow and you are already 15 minutes late from the usual time you reached home. You wished that time would just speed up. And it did, but not the way you wanted it to.
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Thinking back, it was thanks to your band director that you met Arima, if the former hadn't told you to being home your saxophone that day, then you wouldn't have taken so long to reach home and get attacked by that ghoul; only to be saved by Arima Kishou. You still blushed whenever you remembered that moment.
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Your waist had a long gash across it, blood gushing out like mad. With one hand pressed against your wound, you looked up to meet the eyes of your saviour. Wow he's handsome. Your cheeks burned at your thought and the thoughts that came after.

After calling for reinforcements, he lifted you up gingerly and sat you down on a bench near the scene. It was on that very bench, he and you talked and talked until investigators from the CCG arrived, to disrupt your conversation. "I'll see you next time, (Y/N)-chan." He smiled.
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You still remembered the rather lewd thoughts you had after seeing his face for the first time and boy were you childish. Throughout your friendship with him, you wanted so much to let him know how much you loved him, to make your silly thoughts a reality. Thankfully, in a few years, they came true.

{to be continued}