Author's Note:
Hello there! To those of you who are following Silver Lining, well, I will work on it I promise. He he. It's just that I've been lacking inspiration lately. And Midorima is just so damn hard to write. Well, getting inspiration for a Kise story is sort of a different matter since, well, they're different.
I hope you guys like this one! These drabbles are just really short but I hope I manage to deliver the message across. :)
Cover Photo (c) Tumblr.
"You can take a picture if you like," she told him.
"No, no. You do it," Kise said as he handed her the camera back.
She blinked. "Of what?"
He looked around for a moment and then turned back to look at her. "I don't know. Of me?" he said.
She looked at him suspiciously.
"Why would I take a picture of you?" she asked, almost regretting the sudden harshness in her voice.
Kise shrugged, a sincere and unabashed smile on his lips. "Because then you'll have to see me again and show it to me."
He was handsome. It would be pointless to deny that fact. She felt that familiar twinge in her chest once again and, without saying another word, pointed the camera at his smiling face then pressed down with her index finger.
P.S. This drabble is inspired by a 'scene' in a novel by Paolo Giordano called The Solitude of Prime Numbers.
