Will you be my girlfriend?

“Mihu,” I say.

“Will you be my girlfriend?”

She squeals, jumping up and down in that way that I always thought was simply adorable but was never able to tell her.

So I tell her now.

“You’re adorable.”

I’ve never seen Mihu blush before, either, but she does. She pulls me into a hug, and I rest my head on her shoulder.

“So, is that a yes?” I whispered against her skin, and she giggles, grabbing my hands and spinning me around.

“Of course, that’s a yes, silly!” She laughs.

“Good,” I say. “Because now I can do this again.”

I press my lips to hers, and it’s like everything else in the world fades. Over and over, I keep thinking, “I can’t believe you’re mine.”

I’m still thinking, “I can’t believe you’re mine”