The Equation of Hearts

√𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟷ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩ

It was later into the following morning. Not so late that it was noon - but for someone who was awake at 5am usually, Bianca found herself worried at 10am when there wasn't a Kato in sight. No one else seemed worried. When she asked, her older brother shrugged and claimed he had probably left.

"For a bodyguard, he's pretty trash at staying with us." He muttered.

"I- well, not to be biassed," she inhaled, "but you know, his contract split him across 6 people and we don't exactly make it easy for him when we go off on our own things."

"He doesn't even try." Odele corrected. True enough. He just left as he pleased, returned whenever and they all seemed fine with it.

"Probably because his contract is only for mum officially..." she muttered, "so he doesn't have to care about us when she's stuck at home," she played with her fingers, "but he knew she had a shoot today so where is he?" She looked around and then to the door he slept behind. "Do you think he's mad at mum?" She rushed in a whisper and saw how the sheer gloom of the door managed to make the rest of the hallway dark. He was definitely still in there. That suffocating aura was too strong. Though it felt to have lingered even when he wasn't there.

"He doesn't have feelings bro." Odele snickered, "why do you care? Got a crush?" He teased her. Surprised at his sister's honest nod thereafter: "oh?"

"And what? He's been nice to me and I like the conversations we have." She went to the door, "I don't think he ate at all last night, can you get him something?" She knocked gently and without a response, urged the door open slowly. She struggled at first but managed to push it open. The room was dark and when she looked around to the board and his bed, he wasn't there. But she saw his legs by the door and followed it up to see him sleeping on the floor in a long-sleeved shirt. He changed for his morning prayer but slept on the floor after. She couldn't help but snicker at the sight and stepped into the room quietly.

She liked the way his hair settled. How he still failed to look bothered even in his sleep - and as startling at it was - his closed eyes. She could genuinely see his eyelids. How strange, she crouched by him and stared for a moment before growing flustered. His blindfold was on his bedside, she got it and rested it on his eyes rather sloppily before she played with his hair. She didn't mind if he woke up to her gestures. But she minded seeing his eyes without his permission.

His hair was soft and smooth, like it was freshly conditioned - if she could achieve hair so naturally clean then she could have taken over the world. But she continued to play with it absently, escalating her gestures by styling it and giggling. Though all good things come to an end - the only catch was that with Kato, that often meant that it became better. She gasped at the arms that wrapped around her, watching Kato slowly sit up and pull her into his lap as she tensed and saw the blindfold nearly slip off.

"Good morning," he whispered as she rushed to slap the blindfold back in place. He tied it back and looked at the girl in arms, he was awake the whole time. The moment she knocked to now. He just let her play with him since she seemed curious.  

"Good- oh my God," she couldn't even imagine the colour of her face as she felt his arms hug against her, she barely felt it was real, "good morning-" she choked on herself and looked away hurriedly. He hummed and let her go,

"Sorry," he apologised and she shook her head, taking an arm and pulling it back around her waist.

"No I like it, keep it," she whispered and leaned against him. He rested his chin on her head and she tried to hear for a change, and found nothing. Not even his breathing seemed to change. "What brought it on?" She looked up at him. He looked down in return, and in a silence where they stared at each other, she lost to her heart pounding.