I Can Free You || UshiTen

Tendō

Ushijima flinched when I placed my hand on his arm. I slowly retracted my hand and returned my arm to my side.

"You're worrying me."

He never looks down unless he's tying his shoes. So why is he looking away from me?

"I was talking to Semi," he quietly spoke. "About girlfriends and love and things."

"Well, there's your first mistake." I chuckled.

He simply shrugged.

"But then I got to thinking," he raised his head, and looked into my eyes. Except it felt like he was staring into my soul with how intense his eyes were. "I don't know what love is."

I took a step back, unsure of what I just heard.
Trying to process this phrase he just said, I buried my face in my palms.

"Tendō?" He stepped closer to me.

My laugh was muffled, but I knew he heard it.

"I'm sorry," I tried to stifle a snicker. "What?!"

His shoulders dropped as he took step back, hanging his head.

"See? It sounds stupid out loud." He sighed and turned away. It was odd hearing him speak so quietly. And seeing him show self consciousness was also weird.

"No, no!" I quickly grabbed his wrist, blushing as I realized how close our hands were. "Come with me. We'll get this talked out."