~Kirito's POV~
(Y/N) looked up at me, blushing. I have no right to judge though, I probably wasn't any different. She opened her mouth to say something;
"K-Kazuto, why are y-you blushing...?" she asked, and I could feel my face get hotter as I looked down at her and gazed into her (E/C) eyes. I started to stammer, trying to think of an excuse.
"I-it's just r-really warm in here, that's all! I-i'm fine!" //Damn. That was the worst lie i've ever told.// That thought swirled through my mind as (Y/N) gave me a confused glare. She tilted her head to the side a little, her tears dried onto her face. //That was so adorable...// I thought, my blush getting worse without my noticing. I mentally face-palmed and looked at (Y/N). Her blush heated up, too.
"I-it's like 60 degrees in here and you're wearing shorts..." She said, almost seeing right through me. I looked away and tried not to make eye contact with her. That was impossible. I placed my hand on the back of my neck, trying to think of something that would cool my blush. It took all my mustered strength not to. She let out a barely audible whimper. I still heard it, and damn was it hard not to look.
•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
~Your POV~
A small whimper escaped my lips. I looked at Kazuto, confused. Why was he blushing so much? Why wasn't he paying me any attention? It confused me, and more than anything...
...It hurt.
