#character☀️: umemiya

[helios-writings]

Umemiya knows he’s going to marry you from the moment he meets you. Whether you think the same, he doesn’t know, but he knows that you’re the one he wants, one hundred percent.

You do not think Umemiya is the man you’re going to marry. In fact, endearing as he is, you don’t see the two of you together at all. But he never pushes.

“In your own time,” he always tells you; like he knows something you don’t. Like he’s omniscient.

But still, Umemiya never gives up. He walks you home, carries your things, texts you every morning. When you ask him why, all he does is grin: wide and crooked, taking over his whole face.

“Because I like you.”

And then he continues walking, like he hasn’t just verbally knocked you on your ass with four words. Like this is something he knows and has accepted. And while you knew the truth of his affections before he stated them, he had never said them aloud before.

You start being kinder to Umemiya after that, the change so gradual that you don’t even remember when it happened. It's soon that Umemiya is at the top of your contacts list; at the top of your messages. You find yourself waiting for him after school, instead of him hunting you down to walk you home. You even start inviting him out, when he doesn’t seem too busy, though he claims he’s never too busy for you.

On one of these outings, you get hurt. It's an accident, truly, nothing more than a shove, but you hit the ground a little harder than you should, your wrist spraining under the force. Umemiya goes pale as he fusses and frets over you, eyes filled to the brim with regret and worry; as if it was his fault you toppled to the ground.

You don’t know what comes over you in that moment, not really, but one minute you’re trying to calm him down, and then the next, you’re kissing him. It’s soft; barely there in terms of kisses. But it’s enough to make Umemiya pause in his ministrations, enough to make his cheeks burn red. He takes your hand in his and kisses the tips of your fingers before helping you off the ground. You hold hands on the way to your house, no need to speak about what each other feels.

You start thinking that you could marry him, too.