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it was the second day of summer vacation and y/n was yet to deal with her confession to her crush. after five months of school, y/n was hopelessly in love with madara and every single morning she would get up just to see him. boundlessly, and subconsciously, y/n is tied, unable to do anything because she doesn't want to cause any trouble. let alone a public scandal.

in the morning, where she was overthinking yet again and deciding to call madara. there was a knock at the door in a familiar song tune. she stood up from her seat on the couch, paused her show and placed her coffee on the short table before heading towards her apartment door. she swallowed, hands sweaty.

"calm down, y/n. maybe it's not him..." she inhaled and exhaled before opening the door halfway, and just her luck, madara stood there smiling. "mikeji! what are you doing here?!" y/n overreacted, cheeks turning rosy. a small laugh came out of him. "pack a bag! we're going to paris!"

....

y/n deadpanned with a blue forehead.
"nani?"

      
   that's how she ended up yelling at her brother in her bathroom on the phone for not giving her a heads up about it. she didn't expect for hisaki to allow madara to take her to france, just the two of them and no one else. no interruptions, nobody teasing them, and just quality time.

    though, at least she got to see the eiffel tower. in person and experience it's culture first hand. even better, with the guy she loves with all her heart. right by her side, enjoying the moments with her, creating memories together. just the two of them, nothing to interrupt and when night came and they were in their separate beds. a random thought popped up in y/n's mind and a sudden butter of gratification came from her.

"uwah! this is my first time out of japan!" y/n exclaimed to herself, sitting up on the bed. madara had just gotten out the bathroom and saw y/n cheerfully sit up.
"eh? honto-" "arigatou! i've never had so much fun with anyone before! i owe you!" y/n had already stood up and taken his hands into hers and bring them up to chest level. she smiled at him, ever so softly and thankful for bringing her here to have a lifetime experience. to make her realize how madly in love she was with him. "owe me? all right!" madara took her wrists and pinned her down on his bed.

"heh?!" y/n's face flushed in a coral color, but to the darkness in the room her blush wasn't very much visible. their bright eyes were covered with adoration, however. it was impossible for her to move, due to the fact he had her down with his hands in her wrists
, whilst she processed what just happened.
"i'm surprised you haven't realized my feelings for you yet...." with a mellow smile he said. y/n blinked twice, lips parting to say something.

"fe-feelings?" she hesitantly spoke.
"i like you, y/n."

her mind went black, it was like her soul had left her body at that point. she stared up at him in shock, cheeks red and heart racing with nonstop seconds. "the thought of being together makes my heart race and seeing you everyday, even if it means just taking a glance at you, makes me so happy. i...i...ahaha! gomen. i must sound-" "no! madara! i feel the same way! i've been wanting to you for a long time! i'm madly in love with you!"

the words left her mouth mouth so passionately. of course he didn't expect her to say it like that— or say that she something more lovely than suki dayo. y/n assuredly loved him back, blazing with honesty and admiration.  from the times he had seen her with kanata, or leo, when they smiled and laughed together with faint blushed on their cheeks, unable to sense  a pair of distrustful eyes watching them. it wouldn't be a burden anymore. not when she feels the same about him.

"oh, yeah?"

y/n looked too determined to turn the coral flush on her face into a tomato color. "yes."
she whispered. their eyes adjusted to the dark by now and their expressions were now visible. madara looked relieved and nothing else made y/n feel like she was swelled up 
with love. he leaned down and boom! they were kissing in a matter of seconds. with his hands intertwined with her hands now, their lips molded perfectly against each other's sweet taste.

y/n had felt this kind of stirring feeling deep inside her before. a flashback of rei dominating her four months ago, but this is something completely different. this other feeling was much stronger than what she felt during that seduction— this is pure ecstasy she experienced with the love of her life. but soon, it would turn into a heated amorous make out session.

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SEVEN YEARS LATER

it's rather a peculiar love story. they brought out the best in each other and are always there for each other. so many things have happened, so many unforgettable events and yet through all of it, madara always found himself feeling overwhelming happiness when y/n would give him a smile to cheer him up. at any time, at any place. like a beacon of light. what can i say? he's whipped for you. sometimes he even wonders how he conquered such a precious soul, especially in the past years. his beloved y/n smiling up at him as of he's done nothing wrong.

"ahahaha! oh, oh, what about this pose?!" madara heard as he walked on the field of the gigantic public garden. flowers such as colorful roses, daises, daffodils, peonies, and tulips decorating the place that the garden looked straight out a fantasy book. nicely cut grass on the ground even made it seem like such a pulchritudinous sight. and in the distance, oh his heart warmed up just by the sight of it—

the love of his life, y/n and his darling daughter of five years, [daughter's name]. both wearing such cute cottagecore dresses, floral prints and puff sleeves. they also wore hair accessories that were a bit messed up but surely that was a winning effort of [d/n]. madara watched the young girl pose all silly and cutesy, while y/n threw her some praises as she snapped pictures on her camera. none of the girls seemed to realize his presence and he'd like to keep it that way to surprise them.

"perfect! you did an amazing job, [d/n]!" y/n laughed. her daughter ran up to her and grasped her right hand when y/n let her hang hang from her neck. "do you think papa will love the pictures?" she asked innocently, looking up at her mother with the sweet e/c eyes she inherited from her. y/n smiled down at her lovingly and used her other hand to sooth her hair. "of course he will."

"without a doubt i will!" madara laughed out loud. so loud that it startled y/n and [d/n]. he smiled at them, eyes filling up with warmth when his two girls' faces lit up.

"papa!" his daughter ran towards him, bringing out her arms. he did the same, kneeling down so he could catch the little girl. as expected, and like she has always done— [d/n] jumped right into her father's strong arms. she let out a round of delightful giggles when madara peppered her face with kisses. "i missed you so much!" she hugged him tightly.

"i missed you too, princess." he sighed. "you came quite early." y/n stated. madara put his daughter down. the small girl grinned and bounced up down.

smooch

for other kids, it might be disgusting to them to witness their parents be all lovey-dovey. however, that doesn't apply for the daughter of two affectionate beings. even some of the neighborhood wives were envious of y/n for having such a generous protective strong handsome man.

"how was work?" y/n asked while madara caressed her cheek gently. "...ahaha, kohaku said he'll finish up." whatever that meant, y/n nodded and smiled as if it didn't mean anything. "oh, papa, papa! do you like the dresses mama made for us?" [d/n] twirled around to show off her floral dress. she poked her own cheek and put up a peace sign. y/n let out a soft giggle at the pureness her daughter radiated. it reminded madara how y/n used to be in their old school days.

"ah, no wonder they look so beautiful and stunning." he slithered an arm around y/n's waist and brought her close to him. it took her by surprise. "awe, shucks." y/n blushed. the little girl before them muffled her giggles with the palms of her hands. she took ahold of one of madara's fingers with both her hands as that is how small her tiny hands are compared to his. specifically the one where his jewel ring rested. at times she would admire how shiny it is at home.

"mama, can we go to the ice cream parlor now that papa is here? can we? can we? pleaaase!" her brown hair bouncing up and down from her jumpy movements. she is just as energetic as he father, and definitely a beacon of light just like her mother. "yes, now we can-"

"wait just a moment." madara pulled away from y/n and went straight for her camera hanging around her neck. he took it off and placed it on him. "let me take a picture of you both." he winked. y/n glanced down at [d/n], waiting for her reply. the little girl let out a cry of elation and brought her arms up. y/n took that as an indication for her to pick her up. [d/n] wrapped her arms around her mother's shoulders, dangling her legs.

"you promise you will take a picture with me and mama next? and share some of your ice cream with me, okay?" [d/n] proposed. "pinky promise or i'll have to swallow a thousand needles!" madara extended his pinky out to his daughter. she smiled and linked pinkies with him. "yep! that's the deal!"

when madara was about to take the picture, he paused. his two favorite girls were quite the sight to take in— first of all. seeing y/n holding their child like this— it's like a dream come true. as cliche and cheesy as that sounds. his daughter proceeded to smooch her mother on the cheek. that's when madara took the picture. his adoring smile never faltered and it never will for the rest of his life, because he has his happily ever after. he will protect y/n and [d/n] (including their future children because something tells me he doesn't want to stop at simply one kid). that is an oath he made way before they even got married.

FIN

i don't know i just like writing happy families for endings 😩