Friendship and "I care" are the foremost meanings of a yellow rose. Unrestrained and uninhibited as the breeze, free from attachments, the yellow rose definitely says that the sender is keen on friendship alone. Here, you will not find the heat of passion, only the warmth of a genuine and sincere smile. The sender of yellow roses delicately indicates that while his affection is straight from the heart, there are no hidden depths.
Oh, no. Again?!
I didn't mind his company. In fact, I loved it. But not in the bathroom.
"Shu, please. For once, I'd like to see no one in my bathtub every time I step into my bathroom."
I would always say that. And he would either say "whatever", grunt or just completely ignored me.
Today, he ignored me. And for some reason, it pissed me a hell lot.
"YOU DON'T CARE DO YOU? Well then you're really an ungrateful, good-for-nothing deadbeat like Reiji says." I spat at him and ran out.
I didn't know where I was going. I didn't care. I was so angry, so frustated. I hate him. He's just so emotionless, not caring for anything but music and sleep. I hate him.
"Then wh y do I feel this way?" My heart hurt, my eyes stung with tears.
"Oi, sow! Where have you been? I'm thirsty." Great timing Yuma.
"Go away. I want to be alone." But he didn't listen and pulled me to his chest, preparing to bite me.
Just as I felt his fangs start to pierce my neck, a fist shot out and hit his jaw, making Yuma stumble away from me. And the next thing I knew, I was in someone's bedroom. I looked up and saw two sapphire blue eyes staring at me, unreadable.
"Don't let him do that again." He said firmly. "Only I can." He leaned towards my neck. He stopped when he felt something wet drop onto his cheek.
"Like you care.." I couldn't control my tears anymore and they streamed down my face. Stupid tear glands.
Shu pulled away and looked at me. "You... don't ..." was all I said between my sobs and wiping my face.
"I do." Wait. What did he say?
He embraced me. Not hugging me like holding me against his chest. But holding me with affection. Comfort. Warmth.
" I do care. I care about you. I always have." He pulled away again, briefly to look at me. Tears still flowed, but now, they were tears of joy.
I closed the space between us. My mind thinking of nothing else but...
He cares.
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