Japan x Reader - Doorstep Confession by AProudHetalian, literature
Japan x Reader - Doorstep Confession
Kiku’s hands shook as he readjusted his grip on the bouquet of flowers, his breath escaping in erratic patterns as he attempted to calm himself down.
But what, pray tell, was there anything to calm down about?
His normally calm and composed demeanor was slipping as he forced himself to walk up to your doorstep, and at this point, his knuckles were white from holding onto the bouquet so tightly.
Honestly, he wouldn’t have been here if it weren’t for Alfred, and Kiku wasn’t sure whether or not that was a good thing. He’d recently heard from the American that you were pretty shy when it came to