[𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 #2]
"Love is a form of energy, it cannot be created nor destroyed"
"So it only stays and goes then?"
-- A Tokyo Revengers fic where a burnt out overachiever meets a person from her past, few years after making a promise...
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It was silent.
Too silent, that it was becoming unbearable.
The background noise of the bustling sounds of all sorts of people and the busy streets buzzed unpleasantly in your ears as you kept your eyes focused on the front, occasionally biting the insides of your cheek.
Shinichiro's hands awkwardly dangled on his side, sometimes hovering above yours while both of you went on a walk at the market district near your university.
You said you were buying books and picking up some essentials for you and Yae when the black-haired male asked if it was okay to tag along. Of course, you couldn't say no (those hardbound med books you ordered were inches thick and very heavy)
However, how he asked you out weirded you out for a bit—the both of you were officially a couple now and he was being awfully polite, even more so compared to when he was courting you.
Do new couples usually act like this? That you don't know the answer to, he was your first boyfriend after all. But the atmosphere was getting on your nerves.
"Shin," you said, abruptly stopping in your tracks.
He stopped as well, showing an anxious expression that was very poorly hidden, "Yes?"
A sigh escaped from your lips, "For how long are we dating now?"
"Five days and... ten hours" he replied quickly. You were going to comment on the last bit of his statement, but you decided not to.
Placing your left hand on your left waist, you titled your head and raised both of your brows, "Then what's wrong?"
"W-what's wrong?" he repeated, stammering.
You reached for his hand and filled the gaps with your fingers, "If you want to hold my hand, you're free to do so. If you're concerned that it would make me feel uncomfortable, don't be." you smiled softly, "Sano Shinichiro, I love how you hand fits perfectly in mine."
Shinichiro's cheeks glowed a pink hue as his charcoal irises stared at your interlocked hands for a while, then slowly, he shifted his gaze on you.
"I'm sorry" a downturned smile etched on his face, "Everything just feels new to me, I still can't believe that we're together now."
With your free hand, you placed your hand on the side of his face and rubbed circles on his skin with your thumb "Well, you better let it sink in your system. Don't make me regret saying yes to you," you joked then proceeded to pinch his cheek, earning a small cry from the black-haired male. Immediately you let go of his cheek and chuckled.
