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They don't know about us

Kyoya x Male! Reader

Second Person Point of View

You hold your boyfriend's hand as you lead him through the streets of Roma (Rome), the two of you decided on taking holiday to Italia.

"Isn't it beautiful here?" You ask as you glance behind you at him.

Kyoya's face was unreadable, but you know he's enjoying himself, he has yet once to look into his black book. You two arrive at a cafe, the bright sun shines down on the people of Italia. Giving an inviting aura to it.

"Let's eat here, it's a good place for pictures too." You reckon.

"Fine, let's make it quick, we have to meet my sister at the hotel in an hour." He replies.

As the two of you enter the cafe, you are first to notice the sweet smell of freshly made muffins and freshly brewed coffee. Everything seem to be perfect, not only to eat but to photograph too.

Kyoya looks at you, as he notices you scanning the cafe, he sighs as he now takes the lead and pulls you to the cashier of the shop. He knows the moment that one photograph is taken, many many other more soon follows.

"Kyoya, look how nice it is, perhaps we can get a few pictures before we leave." You murmur.

It's as if you could read his mind, you notice the look of displeasure on his face as a smile forms on yours. As you two are next in line, you hear the sound of whispering from behind you;

"Mio dio, perché?" A voice murmurs.

You shake it off as it's both Kyoya and yours' turn to order. The tension from behind you begins to build, you slowly release your boyfriend's hand as you then place it by your side, embarrassed by the thought.

Kyoya glances at you in confusion, he notices your sudden change in affection. Once finishing ordering, he proceeds to grab your hand. Your heart panics as you move your hand away.

"What's with the lack of affection all of a sudden? Did I do something to displease you?" He asks.

You've recently came out to your family and friends about your sexuality, not everyone reacted in the same way, but that was okay. Over time people slowly began to be more open to it.

However, you feel awkward because of your new environment around you. The new people and their language. You weren't so sure about the Italian culture, hell you couldn't remember how to introduce yourself.

"Oh, no. I'm just not in the mood." You murmur softly.

Kyoya wears yet again another unreadable expression. It wasn't until now he understood what had happen. He rests his hand on your lap as you two sit by the window.

"Why are you worried about what people think?" He asks.

"I don't know, I just feel like an outcast." You reply.

"They don't know about us or how we feel, why should it matter anyway? I'm with you because I love you." He confesses.

Your heart race in enjoy as you listen to him speak, Kyoya was never really the one to be open about his feelings. But when he was, you knew it was sincere.