✓ 𝘽𝙀𝘼𝙐𝙏𝙄𝙁𝙐𝙇 𝙁𝙀𝙀𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙂 ── miya chinen .ᐟ

──── 06. leave

❝ You must be aphasia, because
you left me speechless.❞

MIYA SNAPPED OUT from his daze, realization hit him hard as he watched you walk away from him. He wanted to move, he wanted to chase after you, yet he couldn't move his feet.

He made a slow one step, and that's when he realized that he started running towards you. Before you could exit the skating rink, your right arm were grabbed by Miya, who was slightly panting by the chasing that he did.

"What? What do you want now?" You asked, your voice filled with coldness, Miya even flinched by your tone. His bottom lip trembled, he was on the verge of crying in front of you.

Just seeing this sight of him, you wanted to hug him, whisper some lovely words that he loves to hear. But your pride got in the way, and you were still hurt about what he said to you. He grabbed both of your hands, caressing it as he placed it on his cheeks, he was snuggling onto your hands.

"Y-Y/N.. I.. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He let out a shaky breathe before looking at you directly on your eyes, his emerald orbs filled with misery. He placed a lingering kiss on your knuckles.

"I'm sorry.. I'm fine, I'm safe. I'm sorry for worrying you." He mumbled, tears started running down from his eyes. Your eyes softened as you bit the insides of your cheeks.

"I'm sorry for shouting at you.. I didn't mean it. Please don't break up with me, please please." He pleaded, his grips on your hand tightened as he tried to contain his tears from spilling.

A small smile appeared on your face, you placed your hands at the back of his head as you pulled him towards you, resting his head on top of your shoulder as you caressed his hair. Miya's arms automatically went to both sides of your waist, clenching on your shirt as if he was afraid that you'll leave him.

"Stop muttering the word sorry every second, Miya." You said, letting out a faint chuckle while you untangled his hair with your fingers.

after a few seconds, you lifted his head away from your neck. You rested your hands on both of his cheeks as you wiped the fresh tears using your thumb. He sighed blissfully from your touch, he fluttered his eyes closed to savor the moment. Miya's right hand that was resting on your waist left and went to touch the back of your hand.

"You won't l-leave me, right..?" He uttered, biting his bottom lip as he waited for your answer.

"I won't. Never." You exclaimed with finality. This boy in front of you was the reason why you wanted to see the world everyday. He was the reason why you were always happy.

"Pinky promise?" You let out giggle by what he said.

"You still believe in those?" You whispered, yet enough for him to hear as you were still laughing at his childishness. The male playfully rolled his eyes at you, waiting for you to tangle your pinky with his.

"Says the one who plucks flower petals and mutters he loves me, he loves me not." Miya exclaimed, earning a dramatic gasp from you.

"How did you know that?" Your eyes were wide open. After a few seconds, both of you fell into pit of laughters.

"Pinky promise." You whispered.

"Let's go. I'll walk you home." Miya said, intertwining his hands with yours.

"I mean, even you don't want to, you'll still walk me home because our house are just beside each other." You joked, letting out a giggle as you took a hold of his arm while your hands are knitted together.

"You really like ruining the mood, huh?" Miya stated, raising his eyebrows at you. You nodded your head, giving him a playful grin.

"Yup, that's my specialty."

•❅─────✧❅✦❅✧─────❅•

Sunday, night time.

"Someone's clingy today." You mumbled, holding your phone as you were being hugged behind by Miya. His arms were wrapped possessively around your waist, his head was buried on your neck, giving small pecks from time to time

"I still feel bad from yesterday." He muttered under his breathe, lifting his head up, he leaned towards you and gave you a soft kiss on the cheeks. A shade of pink appeared on your cheeks as he did that.

"The one who said I was clingy is now being clingy to me, huh." You teased, leaning your body against his chest as you started playing with your phone.

"I didn't mean to say that to you." He groaned, a small pout went on his face as he watch you enjoy what you were playing. You glance at him, your eyes stared at his soft pink lips. You slowly leaned and planted a small, soft kiss on his lips.

"Stop pouting. Besides, we should prepare for the tournament." You stated, your thumb was caressing his cheeks.

"Eh. Let's stay like this for a few
more minutes." The male mumbled softly, wrapping his legs around your torso as he buried his head on your neck in the process.