It should have been normal by now——— it was normal by now, it was so normal that Yuto hated that it was normal. The occurrence was repetitive, more than once, more than twice, more than four times——— more than he could count. The sight of his granddaughter with dry blood, plasters and swollen cheeks was a sight he had seen too many times.
Huffing, his eyes narrowed at the sight of her. Walking in so casually as if she probably didn't need the hospital as much as he did at that moment. His silence was ever so suffocating, filling the air with nothing but tense air as she also stayed silent.
Days like this felt like time was forever still, as if time was in their favour——— it was a cruel way to slow down time, knowing that words didn't want to be exchanged. Leaning back against the back of his hospital bed, his dark orbs swept over the girl and towards the window, noting the dark clouds that began forming within the formerly clear sky.
He was the first to speak, because though the silence was comforting, eventually it would have been too much for either of them to handle.
"A storm is coming," He told her, keeping his gaze towards the sudden thunderous echoes that came from the clouds. He had noted the way the clouds darkened and were nearing them, like predators sneaking up against their prey, only the cloud did little to nothing to conceal them from anyone. "You should home soon, you hate the rain don't you?"
"I just don't like getting wet," responded the girl, turning on her heel.
She hated it. The rain. Maybe it was because her parents abandoned her on a rainy day that made her hate it, or maybe the prospect of getting wet was just annoying to her——— getting wet while showering was the only time that made sense to get drenched in water. Other times, it was annoying and a hassle to dry up.
Whatever the reason was, his words were true: she hated the rain, and no matter what, she would continue to hate it.
"Whatever you say," Replied Yuto, letting out a sigh. "Jun..." hearing her stop in her tracks, she didn't look back at him and he didn't look at her. "Make sure to check the weather next time, okay? Don't want you getting wet," he told her, and she merely nodded.
Watching the reflection within the window, Yuto watched as she left his room quietly. No words were said, making him think that today's fight had done a number on her.
