Sweetheart | H. Rindou [✓]

Chapter 12

UNEDITED~

It's been a month since I 'met' Rindou. And somehow, wherever I go, I seem to bump into him. This idiot keeps calling it "fate". I call it "stalking", but whatever.

What I also realized, it's that his presence doesn't annoy me that much anymore. Or I just got used with him and the annoying flirty lines he says all the time. But. What still annoys the fuck out of me, is that stupid nickname. Nickname? It sounds more like a petname. Whatever it is, I still hate it. I'm anything, but a "sweetheart". But of course he's too dumb and stubborn to understand this, why am I even surprised? I got to know him a little in this last month. Well, not that I wanted to, but it was impossible to don't see and realize some things about him and his personality as long as he kept appearing out of nowhere wherever I was, and then started walking behind me and started talking about...

About...

Honestly, I have no idea about what he was talking about all this time. I didn't pay attention to him. I only heard some things, by mistake. But even when he saw that I keep ignoring him, he didn't stop. Just as I said, stubborn mf.

But now, if I'm being honest, I'm not the one to talk. I know and I admit it—not in front of him if course— that I am a stubborn person.

Hanma bothered me lately, again, and Rindou keeps complaining on why I'm not letting him kill that bastard.

"As I said, killing is not the answer to all questions."

"But it is the answer to this one! Just look at him! Even his voice annoys me!"

"No, it's not. Besides, I might get in trouble too if you do anything stupid."

"Hmph!"

CAN YOU STOP BEING CUTE??

He looked at me with wide eyes.

Oh shit. Please don't tell me I said that out loud.

"What?"

"You're... blushing?" He said, more like a question, as if he was confused if what he's seeing is really a blush. A blush on my face.

My eyes widened too. Me? Blushing? Hell nah. I don't have any reason either.

"No?" I asked unsure.

"Yes, yes you are. That's 100% a blush."

"You're seeing things." I said as I looked in the other direction.

"Look, ice cream!" He yelled.

My eyes started sparkling as I turned around to face him, then started looking around.

But the only thing I saw was him, smiling like an idiot, with his phone in his hand.

He took a photo.

"See? You are blushing."

He showed me the photo and– I do?

But it's not that visible, so I'll keep denying it, because again, I'm stubborn.

"That's not a blush, it's my skin color, tch. I think you need to change your glasses. You're still blind even with those."

"I don't think I'm blind. I can clearly see your beauty."

The girl was too stunned to speak.

"I swear I wasn't trying to flirt this time! This is what came first to my mind. But I really mean it. You are beautiful." He said in a serious tone.

"Thank you... I guess. You don't look bad either... Anyway! That's not the point. Are you gonna delete that photo or?"

"Hell no!"

"Then u better set it as a lockscreen. And you owe me an ice cream."

A/N Sorry for the late update, I'm in lack of inspiration lately, so idk how this chapter turned out honestly:( And tysm for 4k, almost 5k reads, y'all are amazing<33