Song of the Heart

Chapter three: It's Okay

(Curse warning)

Giyuu's POV

"Giyuu, come over here!"

Sabito seemed quite excited about something. So I walked over to him, he was in the kitchen. Lately, he's been trying to learn how to cook. I wonder if he is trying to impress someone or not. We knew of each others hobbies even if we were always busy. The times we hang out are rare like this one. I find comfort in these short moments, though. I look over at his dish, and it's not burnt at all. I'm actually quite impressed. He sets it down and hugs me. The mittens warm on my back. I smile warmly.
He let's go of me and pats my shoulder. His bright smile was almost blinding. Reminding me of the reason why I liked him so much in the past. He is so warming and I'm so, so cold. I think the crush I used to have on him wasn't exactly a crush and more of a hope of him being able to drag me out of my depression. Which things don't work like that, and once I started working more, nothing changed in my dark mood. I took a change, though, and now I'm just a bit happier, especially since I started posting my hobby of singing.

"Giyuu? Are you good?"

"Huh?"

"You were zoning out big time, buddy. You have been staring..."

I noticed his cheeks a bit flushed, probably from the heat of the kitchen from him cooking. I patted his head and went over to the couch. Sitting down and grabbing the remote, I flip through the channels as he waits for the food to cool down a bit. Nothing looks really interesting, so I let the news play in the background as I pull out my phone. My schedule is a bit off today... I don't know how to feel about that.

Sanemi's POV

On his profile, he only has about two hundred followers. How the fuck!? He has a actual good voice and he's attractive as fuck. I just don't understand it. I click on one of his other videos and see an almost smile. I wonder how it'd look on him. I shake my head and wait for his response. What I'd he just straight up ignores me? Why would he do that, though??

"Nemi, are you good?"

"Fucking peachy."

"Mmmhm... want to talk about it?"

"There is nothing to talk about!"

I practically scream at him. I feel a bit bad, but he's used to it, and we are just like that with each other sometimes. More me than him, but it is whatever. Then I look back at my phone to see a new notification on tiktok. It's a dm! From him!

I read over the message, and I'm at a loss for words. That's all he said? "Do you need something?" Does he not understand what's happening here or something? He added to MY music, and I am reaching out to him about it. Clearly, I want to talk about what I thought of it. I type back fast, maybe a bit aggressively. "Yes. I like what you did with my song." There, he should at least have some understanding of this. I waited and waited, but there was no reply. What the fuck. Pisses me off so much I throw my phone, and it practically bouces off the floor in a weird way. I take a deep breath and groan. Walking over to it, seeing it's not damaged and picking it up. I see he is finally replying back. I roll my eyes.