twenty-three

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Shoto's POV:

I felt so unbelievably guilty that Tomura was giving me relationship advice on his wedding day. He should be focusing on getting himself ready but he's texting me about my high school romance. I bounce my legs rapidly, staring down at my phone. I can't do this. What if it's already too late, what if she doesn't love me anymore because I took too long. 

"Shoto?" 

I stand up abruptly hearing Yayorouz approaching. "Momo." She smiles brightly bringing me into a hug. "Baby I missed you so much." Maybe it's not too late. "You look so nice," she says pulling away and patting down my suit. "You look incredibly pretty as well," I state eyeing her glittery red gown. "Oh thank you honey." I stare at her for a while. "Is everything okay Sho? You're....quiet." I softly grab her hands. "I wanted to talk to you about..." I couldn't bring myself to finish the sentence but I know she knows what I'm trying to say. "Oh." Her smile dims slightly. "It's okay, I understand. I'm sorry if I was moving too fast." 

"No, I-"

Why is this so hard? I grip her hands as if that would ground me. "I believe I love you as well it just took a while to realize that." Her eyes go wide and she grips me in return. "Really? You-you're not just saying that?" I shake my head. She hugs me again, this time planting the side of her face into my shoulder.  And we stand like that for what feels like an unnecessarily long time. But she doesn't pull away so neither do I.

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