•GORGEOUS• .RIN ITOSHI.

|Chapter Twenty Three|

"You make me so happy, it turns back to sad, yeah
There's nothing I hate more than what I can't have"

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"So, what you want to do?" Rin mused, with a smile placing his chin on her head, while playing with her locks, with her head rested on his shoulder.

"I don't know." Y/n bit her lower lip, before mustering, and pursed her lips. Rin tilted his head, with a slight frown, to see her face, "What do you mean you don't know? Something wrong?" He asked, softly.

Y/n sat straight, not maintaining eye contact with him and cleared her throat. They were sitting on the couch, watching some movie. When everything went silent as Rin turned off the television.

"Rin.." Y/n mustered, exhaling sharply, and forced a smile at him, with her trembling hands wrapped around his. Rin grew anxious seeing her nervousness. "..I do like you. But..."

That but, along with the brief silence. That was something, he saw coming.

Y/n's eyes weren't able to fix on something, she felt the pressure of not being able to speak anything.

Something was going on her mind, which she wasn't able to say until Rin placed his hand over her, giving a sweet, gentle smile. "Say it." and pushed her free lock behind her ear.

She sighed heavily, squeezing her eyes shut, and opened meeting with his. "I...I am unable to love you back." She paused.

He knew something more is coming. So, he let her finish. However, the words slipped from her mouth were hurting.

She averted her gaze away, finding it difficult to speak anything. But felt her heart clenching. He didn't speak anything, and just looked at her.

Y/n gave a frustrated sigh, seeing her incapability, "Rin, I may not be able to phrase the words, but I wanted to say, is–I am still...." Sharing a glance, she exhaled; "scared."

Rin rubbed his palm over his face, breathing in sharply, poking his tongue inside his cheek. He felt truly insensitive, for saying that to her.

Y/n panicked seeing his frustration. Feeling he will also leave her. "Don't get me wrong! It's not you! It's me." She panted. Her grip increased over his palm, with the growing tension.

"I am just not good at holding commitments. I am still afraid of falling in love." She mused lowly, with her head hung low. Afraid of what will he say, in return to it.

When she felt, his other hand over her head. Her head lifted to see him and saw a smile stretched on his lips. His hands cupped her face, pulling closer, and placed a kiss on her forehead.

Y/n was just sitting there, with her eyes round. The corner of her eyes welled up, putting her head on his chest. Clenching over the fabric under her palm, and letting the train of her tears roll down her cheeks.

"It's alright." He chirped resting his one hand on her back and one on her cheek, caressing by thumb. "I can understand that. Also I am sorry for saying all that." She felt his chest raising and falling, pulling her closer. "I am just predilect for you. I like the feeling of you being around me, and if I have to wait for you to look at me the same way I do..." His head tilted to her, and flashed a smile, "Take as long as time you want." He brushed his nose with hers, earning sweet giggles.

"But don't take longer." He pouted, whilst she felt a whirl in her stomach and nodded, pulling him into a tight hug, by putting her arms around his neck, with his around her waist. "Thank you." Y/n whispered in his ear. "Always welcome."