The Pain of having a heart (Sosuke Aizen x reader) [Wattys 2016]

Twenty-seventh Act, The silver hindrance (part two)

(A/N: *heavy nosebleed* so sorry about that. Here's the new chapter. Let's make Aizen smile again!! >o</ another headcanon: Aizen used to write books!)

I was confused at first, but then I realized it. "Wait, wait, wait. Are you saying that I unintentionally hurt Aizen's feelings?! Is that it?!"

He gave me a grin and shrugged. "Guess so. Do ya want ta cheer him up?"

"Of course!!! I can't sleep with that on my mind!!! Plus I hate it when I hurt him!" I said. I can't help but feel really, really guilty.

So he threw a surprise party for me, and it backfired on him. I bet he's sitting on the dining table all alone, eating a slice of the surprise cake.

"So ya do like him!" Gin said, his grin widening.

"No I don't!!!" I hissed, then let out a sigh. "But I can't lie to you now, can I? I do love him."

He put a hand on my shoulder and let out a soft laugh. "Well then, why don't ya go ta him? Isn't that what makes him feel happy? Being with ya?"

"Fine..." I muttered, standing up.

"Be careful, okay? A wounded Aizen is always dangerous." He said, giving me a small smile. Wait, isn't it supposed to be 'a wounded animal is always dangerous'? That's weird.

"He's not even injured, Gin. He looks totally fine to me." I said, rolling my eyes as I went out of his room.

"Emotionally, I mean. And that was an expression!!" He called out when I shut the door.

As I walked towards the dining room, or meeting-room-turned-dining-room, I thought about what am I going to say to him. 'I'm sorry'? No...too blunt.

When I reached the place, it was as I had thought. Aizen was there, sitting all by himself, eating a slice of cake. The chicken dishes that were laid out made my eyes widen, though...

He looked up from his cake. "So you have arrived. Happy birthday."

I sweatdropped. Okay, I don't know how to deal with this...I slowly approached him, taking a seat on a nearby chair.

He didn't say anything else or do anything of the sort, he just continued eating his slice of chocolate cake. He didn't even bother to look at me.

After a while of silence, I took a deep breath, then exhaled. "Look, Aizen...I'm so sorry...I thought you were mad at me-"

"Why would I be mad at you?" He said, glancing at me as he bit into a piece of cake.

Spearing another piece with his fork, he chuckled as he extended it towards me. "I'm old enough to feed-"

I tasted sweet goodness in my mouth. The piece of cake was already in, and Aizen had a triumphant smirk on his lips.

"It's your birthday today, is it not? Enjoy it."

A small smile crept up my lips and I bit the piece, pulling it away from his fork and indulging into its soft and sweet flavor.

"Yum~ who made this cake? They must be a really good cook."

He gave me a knowing smile and continued eating the rest of his cake. I can't help but stare at his hand, though...wait. Does that mean..?