Glow | Tokyo Ghoul

# 0 0 8 ⦋ Solitude ⦌

— edited 2018

word count — 1992

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The night was dark and all that illuminated the road were the yellow streetlights, as well as a few neon signs that belonged to supermarkets; there weren't as many people as I thought there would be. At the front, leading the group to their destination were Hana and Maki, while everyone else followed. Mirélle stood close behind me, and that was honestly all that mattered to me at that moment.

    "I'll get my bike!" I called out to Jin, who nodded as he opened up the driver's seat to his absolutely badass motherfucking black JEEP. Miri let go of my hands and hurried to his side, her hair bouncing along with the sound of her voice as she spoke to him loudly.

   She runs well in heels.

    "You know," I heard Sumie mumble from my side. "She also has a thing for napes."

    "Ah, you must be saying that because...?"

    "The way she stared at your nape when you were walking in front of her," Sumie nearly laughed. "Like a kid looking at candy through a window."

    "That doesn't sound bad at all!" In fact, it gave me endless fantasies. "What else does she like?"

    "Physically? Hm...shoulders, I think," Sumie examined me. "You're not really her type, but for some reason, she has an interest in you."

    "No, in general! What can I do to impress her? Wait, why am I not her type?!"

    "She likes big chests, big arms, short hair, strong jaws! You are like a noodle. The only thing you use is your legs, right? At least you've got your thighs and calves going for you. Maybe she likes your ass?"

    "My ass?" I huffed. "A noodle...I don't have all the time in the world to work out..."

    "Anyway, forget that; she has a thing for you already. I don't know why, but she does. Even though she usually went for Jin-types. Maybe it's just physical?"

   With another sigh, I walked my bike to Jin's Jeep, Sumie by my side. "I lack most of the physical attributes that are her type, according to you!"

   Her eyes rolled as if she were annoyed, but her expression changed when she pressed her lips together. "Remember what I told you? That Mirélle is very physical..."

    "Yeah?"

    "It's old news, but she really was a lot more physical in the past, too. Her past relationships...a lot of them were just purely physical. I wasn't there, but she told me," Sumie must be talking about the 'stories' that she mentioned earlier. My insides tightened; it was not like I wanted to hear about it. "So...I don't know, be careful. If you want something that's not just physical, make sure she knows that. Make it clear to her. Unless you do, then have at it."

   I looked up at the sky. "You're not against the idea of Miri and me anymore?"

    "No...whatever. I don't really care. As long as she's happy, I guess." She did care, but I couldn't exactly tell about what.

   Once we had arrived back at the Jeep, Jin opened up the trunk and absolutely dismantled my bike (all right, he only took off the first wheel) in order for it to fit into the Jeep, and that resulted in only one available seat at the back, right behind the driver's chair. I whined about simply tailing them, but he ignored me as he did earlier.