•Fight [戦い]•
“fights happen, it's natural.”
Chiharu's POV
He looked down for awhile, triggering me to approach him and tap his shoulder, trying to jerk him awake from his little fantasies.
To my surprise, a bright red face was returned to me in response. He was distressed, or rather, he was embarrassed.
"Is something wrong?" I asked with concern, touching his cheeks. "You are burning up."
He jerks up and immediately smacked my hand away.
"N-Nothing. I'm fine..." He said, his voice softening each time he spoke.
Though understanding his judgement for himself, I felt a little dampened. A little left out, if I said so myself. At least that is what I think.
I looked away, a little disappointed and muttered to myself.
"Oh... Okay..." I proceeded walking towards the mall.
Throughout the entire journey, we walked silently beside each other.
"Oh, this may or may not look good on you. I mean, I don't exactly have a good fashion sense..." I chuckled to myself, holding up a flannel to show him. He stares at it for awhile, observing it very closely before taking it from me.
He smiled and proceeded to the counter with the money. Catching up to him, I raised an eyebrow at him.
"It isn't that bad. It'll look good on me with this pair of jeans."
I found myself smiling. Honestly, it was a little strange for me to that. I honestly couldn't smile this much around someone. Crap, I can't look at him in the eye anymore.
What the hell is this feeling?
I pressed my chest with my palm. I felt my heart beat. It was more intense, rather than faster. I couldn't explain it if one would ask me how I felt.
His chocolate brown hair sashayed as the wall fan turned its head to look at us. It was then I caught sight of the natural highlights in his hair.
Shit, I'm doing it again.
I shook my head and snapped myself out of it.
"Thank you for visiting!"
We left the store after that. We just needed to get Hikaru some clothes and wait for his brother now.
Miyamoto Jun, as we know for now, is the oldest brother of Hikaru. He, similarly, had his entire life planned out by Hikaru's mother too. Maybe that was why he left the house eventually.
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