.: ~ Petals Dipped in Crimson ~ :. (On Hold/ Being Rewritten)

.: ~ Yellow ~ :.

.: ~ Shinsou's POV ~ :.

"Stay"

What the hell am I thinking?? Asking him to stay? But he looks so hopeful, I hug his waist tighter. 'Damn, I fell hard'  I find myself thinking and Kaminari turns around. I'm still holding him, for some odd reason... I can't let go. "Really?" He sounded just as hopeful, I nod and he smiles. That true smile, not one of those fake ones that I've trained my eyes to see straight through. I look down and see the boy below me lay his head on my chest "Don't you hate cleaning?" I ask and he chuckles "Hate it is an understatement" "Then why are you doing it?" "Your house needs cleaning" "pfft. Your house probably isn't any better." I retort and he looks down before murmuring something. "Care to repeat that?" I ask and feel him stiffen ever so slightly, this causes worry to begin to bubble up in my chest. "-oh I- Your right" he says and I don't believe him, "Yes or no" "Wha-" I watch my quirk take hold I hate having to do it but something is probably wrong with him that he's too scared to share or something.  "How am I right?" 

"My house is worse" 

"How so?"

"It's been burned down"

"-Do you know how?" I say in shock, Burned down? by who?

"no"

I release him from my quirk but allow him to remember since it only seemed fair "Shinsou!" he exclaimed. I had probably just betrayed his trust with that stunt but I had to know "Something seemed to be wrong so I asked, I knew you probably wouldn't tell me without it." I answer calmly. Kaminari Took a step back looking hurt, I didn't step forwards after him "Kaminari? You alright?" I watch him smile- It was fake. I didn't know why he'd fake smile when it's just me and him of all people "Yeah! I'm gonna head home" he said and my heart skipped a beat I didn't want to be alone, I'd just cut again. He walked out the front door before I could stop him, So I stood there staring at the front door, stunned. Once I came to my senses I walked out after him, He was a short distance ahead sitting on the curb of the street with headphones in. I could see him shiver, (I don't know what time of year it is but let's go with winter for now I guess. If I'm wrong please correct me) It was cold tonight. Plus the almost constant breeze wasn't helping the temperature. I noticed Kaminari was wearing a white tee that was thin, I remembered giving him the shirt several years back- it was a Sparky shirt with a lightning bolt on it. I had gotten the shirt several sizes too big for him so it had draped off his frame then, and it still did now. He must of not grown much, (I hope I worded that right >~<) but there had  to be more to it since he shouldn't be almost the exact same size two years later. I walked closer and paused when I heard his voice- he was singing -and surprisingly well too. Sounded like the song "Lemons" by Brye, Not gonna lie- I liked it and decided I would make a remix of it later for the sake of it. As I thought about the lyrics though I realized how much I hoped he wasn't thinking of me while he sang- being he would be calling me a bitter boy But  he wouldn't be wrong. I was no fun, I was staring to fall into that spiraling pit of dark thoughts. I faintly heard the singing stop suddenly "Shinsou?" I hear him ask and I looked up.  "Why are you out here?" He asks and fakes that smile again, 'Why is he faking it??'  "Could ask you the same" I respond flatly and hurt flashes in those now dull yellow eyes 'Why are his eyes dull?'  I have a million questions running through my mind at breakneck speed. "I was actually just about to head home" warning signs blare in my mind "Didn't you just say it burned down?" "I bought a new apartment" "When?" "-Yesterday" I didn't believe that and my own words surprised me "Bullshit"

"What?"

"Bullshit"

"I'm sorry- I don't understand"

"Utter bullshit, Where are you going?"

"Home"

"Where are you going"

"I just said home"

"Where. Are. You. Going." 

"Home! Why do you keep asking?"

"I'm waiting on an answer I actually believe."

"Excuse me?"

"I don't buy the 'I'm going home' Shit."

"Why not."

"It doesn't sound like the truth"

"Well it is"

"Nah, actually the second most commonly used excuse when something is wrong"

"Well, How am I supposed to know that?"

"Your not"

"and you are?"

"No, not really"

"So is it even true?" 

I pause, He was turning my own words against me "It's true" I reassure. 

"And how do you know then."

"Something Aizawa taught me."

"-oh" even though it was a quick and poorly thought out lie it worked. At least well enough to shut him up

"So... What were you singing?"

"Lemons"

"That's what I thought"

"If you already knew then why ask?"

"Making sure"

"-I am.. not sure how to respond to that..." I shrug at Kaminari's awkwardness choking back a laugh. I blinked and saw him walking away slowly, as if going where ever he had intended to go- I knew it wasn't "Home" since he literally didn't have one. So I followed after getting my mask and capture weapon, rooftop to rooftop I silently stayed close- only issue was in the day light i felt like I stood out too damn much. I continued, trying to see Kaminari's expression but he seemed to have vanished in a crowd. 'A stupid, loud, fairly tall blonde boy with an electric quirk should be easy to find!' Easier said than done for sure.

A/N A short chapter, I know- also apologies for not posting regularly. Sorry you guys have to be left on cliffhangers and wait several days till the next one comes out. I'm trying to get a regular rhythm of writing and posting, I may or may not post more tonight/tomorrow. I honestly have no clue but I'm glad your somewhat enjoying I guess? I mean I've reached 314, So my writing skills must have improved more than I thought.  o((>ω< ))o   Thanks for reading this trash! All of you- I can't figure out Shinsou's Birthday- If anyone knows, Please share? I need to mark my calendar so I can do a special on his birthday. no other spoilers for this book so;

H A V E 

A 

G O O D 

D A Y / N I G H T

If it's night and your reading this- stop you need your beauty rest. Although I get the impression that your not going to listen to me... Take care of yourselves! Shit, I looked at my word count and this really is a really short chapter- Sorry! I'm trying! (Word Count *Yes it includes Author {me} note* : 619)