"Hop on. I'm going to bring you to the gym" she grips her sleeves slowly, biting her lips to prevent her tears from rolling down her cheeks.
'Is that all you have to say-?'
She wanted to say it out loud but she didn't have the guts to do so. Slowly hopping behind him, she refused to hold his waist instead, she held the motorcycle's seat. "You will fall if you don't hold on me" he says without hesitation and she only nods, yet she didn't do as he told her.
'Shit, I didn't know what to say and I kinda sound like I am a cold bastard-?! What am i thinking-?! She's going to cry-
His own monologue stopped when he heard a rumbling sound coming from his stomach also behind him. "Maybe… I'm hungry" she lowered her gaze and touched her stomach, covering her blushing face.
Both of them forgot to to take their breakfast
"Let's go eat first, then we will go to the gym. How's that sound-?" He says and glances at her once again. "Fine with me." He speeds up toward a certain restaurant that he knows very well and his favourite. When it was a red light, he didn't stop, instead he pushed the brake right after he sped the motorcycle consciously, making the girl stumble to the front, hitting his back.
"I told you to hold on to me, aren't i-?" He said sarcastically while slowly pulling both of her hands that had been accidentally put on both sides of his waist because of the impact of the brake just now. Wrapping it around his waist, she groaned when he grip both of her wrists with a hand. "See-? You would be safe if you do this from the very start" he say making the girl grow an irritated mark on her forehead, visible enough for him to see it
"I swear to god…" she groaned and gave up when it was already green light, yet he still won't let go of her wrists. It's dangerous for him to drive a motorcycle with a hand but somehow
She feel safe when it is him
Arriving at the restaurant, both of them sit at a random table that is empty and doesn't crowded enough. Right after they butt touched the seat, a waiter approached them. "What would you like to eat-?" Before (y/n) could open the menu, wakasa answered the waiter without stealing a glance.
"Couple set"
The waiter nodded their head and shouted "would come soon-!" Before they went to the back of the shop, leaving those two alone. "Couple set..?" (Y/n) raised her eyebrow and smirk, kinda tickling him off. "How have you been-?" She asked him and played with the chopstick that had been ready on the table, free for the customers. "Alive" he answered and did the same as her. "How's itsuki-?"
Silence
He didn't answer her instead, he put his face on the table and didn't let out any noise at all. "Wakasa..?" He raised his head toward her, wearing a sad expression making the girl's heart melt at the view. "What's wrong-?" He raised from his position from laying his head on the table to putting his cheek on his palm
"Don't mention her. We don't have anything-
"But I saw it. The way she comforts you right after shinichiro's death" his eyes widen upon hearing her words. As he knows, that night she was injured and rest then how the hell does she know. "Ah, you were thinking how do i know about it, right-?" Wakasa didn't move a muscle when he finally know what had been bugging him ever since he let itsuki comfort him that night
Guilty
"That night, I was searching for you because I want to apologize because I'm useless and didn't manage to protect Shinichiro and comforted you. Yet I saw Itsuki, hugging you and you were hugging her as if your life depended on it" she traced a random pattern on the table using the chopstick even though it doesn't make any difference on the table since she is using a pair of wooden chopsticks. Wakasa stood up abruptly and his eyes screamed. He can't believe it. How could he…
"Were you scared-?"
