Let Me Love You {Juuzou Suzuya}

II

We got into the building, where I went through a bunch of tests and identification. They even made me do a drug test, to make sure I wasn't an addict! I'm 14!

I finally got to my room and threw myself backwards onto the bed, exhausted and ready to get on Wattpad.

Yeah, that didn't go too well...

My head collided with something hard. I looked up, rubbing my head, to see the person attached to the knee that bonked me on the noggin.

He smiled gently at me. "Sorry." He apologized, putting down the paper he was reading to help me out.

I pushed his hands away.

"Thank you, but I'm fine." I said. "Nice to meet you, Juuzou."

He smiled and shook my hand. "I was just reading your profile." He said, picking the papers back up again. "I'm halfway through it. I love your life so far."

I grinned. "I read your story 4 times. Couldn't get enough of it."

We both giggled and he patted the spot next to him, gesturing for me to sit down.

I did so.

He then suddenly frowned when I smiled at his face. "What's wrong?" I asked.

I knew what was wrong. I was weird looking, wasn't I? I tended to wear a (F/c) baseball cap that I stuffed my hair into. I probably confused him with my boyish appearance.

"I'm a boy, by the way." He mumbled, just loud enough for me to hear.

"Oh, that's it? I thought you were gonna comment on my appearance. Yeah, I already knew you were a boy." I said.

He looked confused. "But I've checked my profile before... It doesn't give my gender."

"That's not how I got it."

"Oh, did Shinohara-san tell you?"

"Nah. He only confirmed it after I freaked out, thinking I was wrong about you being a boy."

"How did you know?"

"I just knew. You have a male face, Juuzou."

He smiled. "That's nice to hear. I'm tired of being called a girl."

I pulled out my laptop and started playing a game. When Juuzou finished reading my profile, he tuned into my game, watching intensely.

I giggled. "Wanna try, Juuzou-kun?"

He grinned and nodded. I picked my laptop up off my lap and placed it on his, quickly smooshing my cheek against his shoulder to get a better view.

We stayed like that for hours. Finally, he did one thing that caught my attention:

"Noooooo!" I shrieked. "How could you kill TEMMIE?!"

He looked confused. "Um... we're doing genocide..." He told me.

I groaned. "Yes, but Temmie is the exception..."

He chuckled. "I'm sorry, (Y/n)-chan." He opened his arms and moved towards me.

I flinched and quickly moved backwards, about to fall off the bed.

Juuzou caught my arm.

"I'm sorry." I said. "But please don't show me any acts of affection. The farthest you may go is a handshake."

He didn't say anything. He just gaped at me in awe.

"What?" I asked. "Did my contact lens fall out or something?" I looked down onto the floor beside me.

My baseball cap is not on my head.

I immediately grabbed my cap and stuffed my hair into it.

Juuzou reached over and...

"Hey!" I shouted, trying to snatch my baseball cap back.

"Nuh-uh!" He said. "Your hair is pretty! I like it! Keep it out!"

I sighed. "Since we're sharing this room, you'd probably see me without the cap soon anyways." I yanked it back and threw it onto the hatrack across the room. "But when I leave this room, it goes back on my head!"

He wasn't paying attention. He was too busy playing with my (Short/Medium/Long) hair. "This is a gorgeous shade of (H/c)..." He mumbled.

I smirked. Well, at least I know how to make him quiet.

"Can I braid your hair?" He asked.

I was hesitant. "Only if I can braid yours."

He smiled. "Deal!"

I started fiddling with his soft, white hair. I gently braided some parts. Other parts were so beautiful that I just brushed them over and over again. In the end, I just started running my fingers through his hair, careful not to get them tangled in.

He just lightly hummed the whole time. He finished with my hair pretty quick. It looked really good in the mirror. Since I was still playing with his hair, I didn't even notice that he was touching my face until he ran out of songs to hum, making me snap back into reality.

He was gently rubbing the corners of my eyes with his thumbs and tapping my lips with his index finger.

Once I noticed this, I quickly finished and removed his hands from my face.

"Juuzou, what were you just doing?" I asked him.

He shrugged. "What I wanted to do."

"Please stop touching me so much on my face. My face is off limits unless, for some reason, I give you permission to touch my face."

"I'm sorry, (Y/n)-chan..." He said, opening up his arms to hug me, then stopping himself.

I sighed. "I'm sorry if I'm not the type of roommate/mission partner you expected, Juuzou. I'm sorry that I'm so untouchable. You're really sweet and nice and all, but I'm just too emotionally detached to make friends. It's not your fault, really. You deserve a good friend."

He grabbed my hand, causing me to flinch, but I allowed it. "I, Juuzou Suzuya, solemnly swear to make your life 100x better! I'll make you feel very happy to hug me, and all the other friends you're going to have in the future! I swear to stay by your side and protect you forever and ever! Because I am not only your roommate, but your future best friend!"

I shook my head. "That was really cute and kind, Juuzou-kun... but I won't make friends. I refuse to become attached to something I could lose so quickly. In fact... I won't become your friend either. We will remain neutral to each other... Suzuya-senpai."

He looked sad. He went to the door, slightly offending me with his silence.

Then he looked at me and smirked. "Fine, then. We'll have to do this the hard way, (Y/n)-chan..." And he walked out.

No... I refuse to get attached to anyone! No friends for me! No friends! No friends! No friends!