Chapter 8
[A/N]: Was the last few chapters rushed? I mean, I was trying to narrate the story to burn a bit slow, since slow burns is the best, but I think I failed. I'm having a bit of a hard time. Does the story felt meh? This story was supposed to be a slice of life mixed with yandere themes, and I don't know if I actually did a decent job at slowly building Chishiya's feelings towards you. But here's the chapter seven.
You always occupied Chishiya's mind. Since the first day of classes, even up until now.
After the painful closure you had with your former friend, things between you and Chishiya become closer. Yes, you didn't tell him the whole story, not that he needed you to tell him, for him to know the context.
He was surprised that he managed to say comforting words to you, dry your tears, and be affectionate at you physically. His tongue is always sharp, as he was painfully blunt to people. He doesn't sugar-coat things to please people, and he could care less if they got offended by him.
The night of that same day, he reminisced what happened, and admitted to himself that he really held feelings towards you. All night, he couldn't sleep and spent his evening thinking about you, worrying about you.
After the sudden burst of emotions from you, you didn't talk. You didn't apologize for being a bother like usual, nor that you thanked him for comforting you, like other people do. Your face was blank and devoid of any emotions.
He walked you to your dorms, and two of your four roommates gave each other a knowing glance, as the other two worried about you and your swollen eyes.
Karube gave Chishiya a death glare, which didn't phase him even a bit, but the handkerchief Chishiya was still holding gave him the realization that it wasn't him that made you cry. Karube then apologized and thanked him for escorting you up until your dorms.
Chishiya just nodded and walked away.
He was pissed that he didn't get to hang out with you in his favorite coffee shop, because of an annoying ‘pest’. Not in the mood to stroll the city alone, he went home and just played with his console.
Tomorrow morning, he came in a realization that he lost the bet. Dumb on his part, he paid his friends ¥2500. Which resulted on their constant teasing for three days straight now.
Everytime you approach him, Kuina will nudge him with an elbow, which inflict a massive pain his stomach every single time.
“Damn you, you martial artist.” as he comically clutched his side, making him lose his cool guy vibe.
He dropped the idea of hurting you to see you react. But just because he dropped that idea, it would mean that he doesn't want to unravel you anymore. He didn't just change his mind overnight. For him, you were still an unsolvable piece of riddles, and was still obsessed at finding the piece of your genuine self. He still wanted to see you react humanly after all.
It was a nice afternoon and right now, you were dozing off in his arms, an hour after you just busted in in his house, eyes in the verge of crying. For months of knowing you, he never saw you so desperate for someone so much as you were that time.
As always, no words were needed.
You two laid down in his bed, your arms were wrapped around torso, while you head was buried in his chest. He felt warmth flowing through his shirt. He hates it when you were crying. He hates to see you in pain, with unstable expression morphed into your face.
But he loves that you always chose to be vulnerable around him. He was pleased that it didn't even take him long to see your walls fall into rubble. He is thrilled that he has an impact on you.
That he pretty much has you around his slender fingers.
You're never going to seek for other's company, other's comfort, you'll only have him. You'll prefer only his bone-chilling coldness, as you ironically bask him with yours.
He was cold, but so are you.
He removed your arm and created some distance between you to ensure that you can breathe properly. Your hand searched for his, and when he put his to envelop your hand, you relaxed and hummed in your sleep. At this point, he knows that he, himself couldn't favor other's intimate touch other than yours.
He didn't let himself sleep with you. He scanned your sleeping face and he desiredd to kiss the top of your head. But he didn't, not wanting to do anything when you were asleep. Your tender napping expression was therapeutic, and as much as he want to stay awake to watch you sleep, he fell into slumber.
YOU WERE NEVER DENSE ABOUT YOUR FEELINGS TOWARDS PEOPLE, something that you were always proud of yourself, despite the many ugly traits and features of your copied personality. You knew what you feel for the blonde, and never that you deny it, even once.
You like him.
It wasn't much as his, which you didn't fail to notice, but you liked him a lot. You like how he's soft with you, and how he was different when he was with you. He was never like this much affectionate when he was with his friends, and you knew that this behavior of his was only reserved for you.
You liked that.
He told you that whatever that might he find out about you, he's never going to leave you. You wanted to fully believe him, as you want him to be yours fully. Maybe that was the reason your friend left you.
You were so possessive. And you are becoming possessive of Chishiya as well.
You're going to make him only like you, and if leaves you too, you might as well just kill yourself.