Sweet Naivety

Chapter 47: Feeling Better

Chapter 47: Feeling Better

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I was still at the café with Renji, Shuuhei, and Mashiro when my phone started ringing. I looked at the screen to see Grimmjow's face flashing across it... and my heart fluttered. It was really kind of embarrassing how excited I was to hear from him... it hadn't been that long, but I missed him. And I was still worried since he hadn't been feeling well the night before. I quickly hit the green button and answered him.

"Hello?"

"Hey, babe." He sounded completely normal. "Where are you?"

"I'm at the Silver Fox." I answered before asking my own question. "Are you feeling better?"

"I'm fine." He responded easily. "Stay there. I'm coming to pick you up."

"Bu-" I didn't even have time to finish before the line went dead, presumably from him hanging up. I pulled the phone away from my ear and frowned at the screen.

"Everything okay?" Renji asked, nodding toward my phone as he looked at me.

I shrugged, clicking the screen off as I put my phone in my lap. "Grimmjow said that he's coming here to get me."

"He must be feeling better..." Shuuhei murmured as he sipped from his coffee.

Mashiro tilted her head questioningly, her hazel eyes inquisitive. "Grimmjow is your boyfriend right? Has he been sick or something?"

Shuuhei scoffed. "Something like that..."

"Will you just shut up?" Renji grumbled at him.

I shifted my gaze back and forth between the two boys... Shuuhei always seemed to be saying things that only Renji could understand... at least, I certainly didn't understand a lot of the things that he said. I turned my attention to Mashiro so that I could answer her question myself. "Yes, he's my boyfriend... and he wasn't feeling well last night."

"That's 'cause he was fucked the hell up." Shuuhei murmured into his coffee cup, his voice so low that I barely heard him.

"I said shut up!" Renji snapped at him, his brown eyes narrowed into a glare.

"Fucked up on what?" Mashiro asked as she turned to look at him.

"Nothing!" Renji answered before he could. "Just some cold medicine or some shit that he mixed with alcohol... right?" He spoke the last word deeply, in what seemed to be a pointed tone.

Shuuhei rolled his eyes. "Yeah, sure..."

Mashiro just shrugged it off, going back to her previous conversation about some comic book that she had read.

I kept my phone in my hand, expecting Grimmjow to text or call when he got there. I hoped that he was genuinely feeling better... I wouldn't want him running around town if he was still sick. If he had just waited for me to finish my sentence on the phone, I could have told him that I would go to wherever he was, which hopefully would have been his house where he could be resting.

As I waited for him, Renji and I went back to talking about random nonsense. We had already discussed some of our favorite bands and songs. And then he had told me about how he was trying to go from sketching to painting, promising to show me some of the art that he had done. He was telling me about how his brother had gotten into his art supplies and somehow managed to trace a picture of his ass, which had me laughing hysterically, when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up, and green eyes met blue.