your fingers are absentmindedly twirling his singular, perfectly-styled curl in a steady motion. the two of you are lying calmly in a field just down the road from your home. lying atop your favourite childhood blanket, staring up at the evening sky - this is how you two spend every friday night together. it was actually your first date - stargazing. it was honestly adorable how he asked you. with his paint brushes and canvases in tow, he approached you in the hallway before you entered your art classroom.

"(y/n), i know i could've just asked you in class, but i just really enjoy talking to you and i felt it was important to do this now but uh," he paused and gently rubbed the back of his neck. "do you wanna sit in the field down the road from your place with me tomorrow afternoon until it gets dark and just talk?" he gazes at you, his bright, soft eyes gleaming with hopeful optimism.
"who am i to say no to lying in a field and talking? of course. should i bring anything?"

"maybe a blanket and a book?" you ponder for a moment, smiling and nodding.

the following night, you and kakyoin met with your blankets and your books and just lied there, laughing at each other's stories and watching the dark sky above become freckled with bright, sidereal glitter.

that's when he asked you to be his girlfriend, too.

your lips curve into a soft grin, the corners of your eyes smiling with your mouth as you remember that night fondly. his chest rises and falls in a calm manner, your head moving with it as your ears listen to his heartbeat. kakyoin takes a deep breath and you can hear his pulse speed up slightly.

"are you alright, nori?" he nods, running his thumb along the lines in your palm as your other fingers intertwine. you'd spend the rest of your life with him here like this, and he's well aware.

"can i tell you something, (y/n)?"

"of course."

"i wish my friends were like you. i can't just spend hours with them and never be tired. i can't talk to them about feelings or birds or plants. they don't sit still long enough for me to paint any of them, let alone get a base sketch down," he stops for a moment, sighing and reconsidering. "then again, if jotaro was like you, i'd just date him."
"you would not!" you playfully nudge him in the side, encouraging a giggle to slip past his lips.
"you're right. i'm only joking," you tilt your head upward to look up at him and his eyes meet yours. "you do know how special you are to me though, yeah?"

"where's all this wholesome energy coming from all of a sudden? i mean, you're usually wholesome, but this is a lot. even for you."

"i don't know. i just like lying here with you. it makes me feel a lot. i'm calm, and i could just stay here for the rest of time, and..."

his voice trails off.

"and?"

"and i love you." you're silent for a few moments, and you swear his heart is going 200 beats per minute. he doesn't really have to say this; you're well aware that he loves you, and you love him too. "(y/n)?"
"yes?" at this point, he's sitting up and so are you. your eyes meet yet again, and you can't tell if he's about to cry. "oh, honey, you know i love you." kakyoin's face grows soft and his lips give way for a wide simper. perhaps there are tears in his eyes, but they've changed in meaning.

"i was worried there for a second. you were quiet, (y/n)." you nod, understanding.

"it's because i already know you do. love me, that is. i guess it didn't really occur to me that we'd ever say it out loud because it shows in everything we do together."
"that makes sense, i suppose. i just wondered if you'd feel the same, or... never mind."

"no, now that you've made the point, you have to spill." he chuckles lightly, broad shoulders lowering in relaxation. you hadn't noticed how tense he'd been all evening until now.

he lies back down on your blanket, patting his chest lightly as to allow you to rest your head once more. you gladly oblige, staring back up at the celestial view overhead. it's pretty here in this field, with just noriaki and the stars to keep you company.

"i was just being insecure, (y/n). i know you love me."

"good. don't ever doubt it, okay? you're the best."
"i'm the second best, next to you."

"now now, let's not get into comparisons. also, if you want dinner, we should probably head back to my house before my parents go to bed. i didn't tell them what time we'd be back because i knew there was supposed to be a meteor shower soon. i guess i got the nights mixed up, but i figured you'd want to watch with me?"
"i'd love that," he responds, gathering his things. "the meteor shower isn't until sunday, but i won't mind."

"cool." you join him in standing up, shaking the grass from your blanket and holding his hand. "god, this just feels so much more comfortable now."

you both sigh, stepping out of the field and heading back down the street you've known your whole life.

and you're in love.