Rewrite the Stars | KamiJirou

Chapter 28

Yaoyorozu slipped a few sheets of music into her bag, zipping the top close. She gently slung the straps over her right shoulder. "Goodnight!" She called, giving a light wave before stepping out of the room, her footsteps clattering down the hall.

That left only two people in the studio.

"Night," Jirou mumbled from the couch, curled up in a blanket with a pillow in her hands. 

Kaminari frowned at the sight of the purple haired girl, her face half-buried in the pillow. She looked miserable. "Are you ok?" He asked worriedly, unsure of what to say in this situation.

Seconds ticked past, the honking of horns in the Friday night traffic being the only sound that could be heard from inside the building. The blonde took a few steps towards the couch, sitting down beside her, his hand reaching out to gently brush a strand of hair aside. "Kyouka?"

She groaned, muttering something under her breath that was along the lines of, "Feels like someone jabbed my stomach with a knife."

Oh, that's why, he thought with a sense of realization. Kaminari reached into his pocket and pulled out a bar of chocolate, another consumable he kept there in cases where he was hungry. "Here, want this?" He asked, handing it to her.

Jirou turned her head, her slim fingers reaching out to take the chocolate bar from his hand, the wrapper crinkling softly. She ripped it open and took a bite, savoring the sweet, creamy flavor of the chocolate. She then wordlessly handed a corner of the blanket to him.

Kaminari took one end, crossing his legs and pulling it over them. He reached out and grabbed the remote off the coffee table, glancing at Jirou as if asking an unspoken question.

She shrugged, hugging her pillow tighter. "You pick. Anything is fine, unless it's horror."

The blonde nodded, turning on the TV and scrolling through different movies displayed on the screen. He eventually decided with Your Name. "How about this one?" He asked.

Jirou gave a light nod, the two of them settling into a comfortable position before the movie began.

Kaminari's attention was mainly focused on her. He studied her reactions to different scenes of the movie. The stoic expression she held during the majority of the time. A rare smile that spread across her face when an amusing scene came up. 

Halfway through the movie, Jirou fell asleep, her hair lightly falling around her face as she leaned against him. Kaminari smiled, his gaze focusing on her lips. Those beautiful, perfect lips that he longed to kiss in the most tender, lovingly way possible. 

He gently caressed her cheek, his fingertips brushing against her soft skin. The blonde leaned forward and placed a kiss on her forehead, causing her lips to curve upwards in a tiny smile.

The movie played in the background, all but a droned-out noise that he could barely notice. 

That very moment was when he knew.

In the dim, glowing room illuminated by the light from the TV, Kaminari realized one important thing. All the confused, muddled feelings he'd felt that gave him a million questioning thoughts. How he turned down everyone who tried to flirt with him. His talk with Sero. It all made sense now.

"Kyouka," He whispered softly, staring down at the woman in his arms. 

I love you.