Yamada Ryosuke & Chinen Yuri
Yamada x Chinen
Sweet love letter, sharing their hearts, soft fluffy stuffs, Fluffy, romance, sweet love, slice of life, marriage, domestic
I’m sorry I got home after you were asleep and I have to leave before you wake up. I hate days when I don’t at least get to hear your voice. UGH. I’m sorry…I wish I could fix my schedule but this is how it has to be right now, and of course, I know…I know…you understand, you always do.
Thank you for always understanding, seriously.
I really did think about waking you up but…well, you were doing that soft little snoring thing you do and it’s so freaking adorable I couldn’t even consider waking you up. Plus, those Disney pajamas were hella cute so…yeah…I left you sleeping.
Sorta regretting it now that I’m writing this, but…well, I can’t be late…so I just wanted to leave a note, just to remind you how much I love you—because you’re so good to me, so patient and loving…seriously, I don’t know anyone else who would put up with all of this nonsense when I’m filming and all—but…you do…because you’re just that amazing.
Thank you so much for the pasta you left on the counter for me! It was super amazing. You know my weakness haha
I like that you tried to put it on one of our plates and pass it off as your own lol
You should hide the containers from the café a little better next time haha still, it was so thoughtful, and wonderful, and it really touched me…thank you for thinking of me.
You always do.
It’s sometimes shocking to come home and find something like that, you know? Like…to see the little note there with fuzzy stickers on it saying you love me and dinner on a plate for me? I’m sure others expect those things…but I can’t imagine it, to not be amazed by the gesture–by the love behind it…
I wonder if you’re the same?
It sort of feels like a dream sometimes?
Like, before your love was mine, before you were my boyfriend, my husband, I came home to a dark, empty house—and I didn’t see it as lonely, not really, it just was…it was what I knew after I moved out on my own. I’d turn on all the lights, and then I’d turn on the tv and turn up the volume so there was a kind of noise.
Something, anything to break up the starkness.
I know now I was lonely.
I was sort of lost to it…
But then there was you.
Loving you…it made everything different…it changed everything.
It wasn’t just the things you’d think, it’s not just…you being in my bed at night, or your toothbrush next to mine, you know?
It isn’t just the fact that you steal my robe when you forget to fluff yours…or the way you put the juice back in the fridge when there’s just a tiny bit left cause you hate to be the one to throw it out lol I don’t mind those things and if anyone had ever told me that your quirky habits would be endearments that I would treasure I don’t know if I would have been able to imagine such a thing—yet, it’s the truth.
I feel whole and complete…..like there was a dark void that didn’t have a name before, and then your love appeared and shined a light into the blank space, creating an entire world I didn’t know could exist with the first breath you spoke my name, the way you said you loved me…the way you pushed through all of your own fears to tackle mine to the ground…
I love the way you love me…soft, gentle, hard, demanding, unconditional, petulant, passionate, thorough, deeply, simply, genuinely, devotedly, so completely perfectly…
I don’t always deserve you, I know that—I’m temperamental, cranky, and bratty.
Everyone thinks it’s you but I know the truth as well as you do…maybe we’re both that way, but I’d say if you didn’t take such good care of me, I’d be a mess most of the time.
Thank you for loving me…for letting me love you.
With my whole heart.
Stay with me forever, be mine always, let me show you every day for the rest of our lives how much I love and adore you, how much I cherish you, need you, want you, have to have you.
Be mine always.
Today, tomorrow, forever.
(Will be posting the response letter in the next day or so)