If this was any other day, any other moment, any other person, Ryo probably would’ve answered. Politely and directed the question back towards him. But it wasn’t like that. She was tired, hurt and irritated; she wasn’t going to let him do this – to small talk, kiss her and leave again. So, slowly she lifted her head up, eyes meeting his and took in a deep breath.
“You’d… know if you didn’t disappear for so long.”
[ and he as confused. he’d always been confused— and such was the way he felt when he entered new relationships. he’d been a cluster of different emotions from the time he’d been with Shizuka, and then he’d screwed up. and then Taito, and he’d screwed up again. big time. and now…Ryo. Ichiru didn’t want to mess up again, but also just blurting it out was… he sighed, glancing away for a moment ]
❝Sorry. I’ve been… I’ve been rude.❞
Was he really asking that question? And was she really going to answer it? To run around in circles, yet again?
"…Why— why are you asking me that?” No, of course she wasn’t. Patience was wearing thin and she wasn’t about to do the same mistake she’d done previously when it came to Ichiru.
[ yes, he was asking that question because he felt like he might back down if he didn’t at least try and make small talk. while his plan had been to more or less jump right into a conversation with ‘i think I might love you,’ he was trying this new thing called being polite ]
❝That’s what people do when they haven’t seen each other in a while, right? I was curious. Honestly.❞
|kiryuzero: the inside is what matters didn't u know ichiru. my husband is beautiful have u ever heard of scissors|
[ have you ever heard of being nice ]
|takamiyakaito: go and ask her out already bro tips|
[ working on it, bro ]