Love is a curious thing. I didn't plan on falling for Megumi, but sometimes life throws at you a curveball, and you catch it as your body seems to move on its own. I think about this as I sluggishly make the breakfast at his kitchen. The poor thing is fast asleep on his bed, and I have not the courage to wake him up. Whatever his job is, it seems it's taking it toll on him.
I rub my eyes as the coffee-machine makes a sound to tell me the coffee is ready. I fill my cup and sip carefully, so not to burn my tongue. Ah! Sweet divine merciful morning liquid! Where would I be without you? Probably in bed, keeping company to Megumi... I hear sounds coming from the hallway, and my coffee-provoked smile grows. It's him.
"Hey, luv. Sweet dreams?", I ask, pouring him a cup of coffee too. Let it never be said I hog all the coffee to myself, despite claims of the contrary by part of my fellow teaching staff. Bunch of liars, all of them. Don't let them fool you.
He makes a noncommittal noise as he sits at the table and grabs the cup. I sit next to him and notice something strange. My dear was always reserved, I can deal with that. He's the type of man that likes to keep to himself, hold his cards close to his chest, not be bothered by outside noise. But what I see in his eyes is not the usual well-contained warmth that I'm used to seeing, but cold and sharp steel. A strong resolve. I sniff my coffee, did I make it too strong?
"Dear, is everything alright?"
"Yeah, yeah. No cause for worries."
He sighs, and runs his hand through the left side of my face, making me blush. I notice some sadness in his eyes, do I press on? No. Megumi is a reserved man, and he needs his space. He's not mine to control, and shouldn't be. Otherwise, he wouldn't be Megumi, would he?
"Say, darling,", that last word sounds foreign in his lips, but at this point I might be imagining things, reading too deeply in innocuous things. "Would you do me a favour?"
"Yes?"
"Wear this pin for me, would you? It's a work thing."
He pushes through the table towards me a red skull pin. Well, I didn't expect that. A relaxed sigh escapes my chest.
"Sure thing, luv. You made it sound so serious!"
I chuckle as I put the pin on my T-shirt. Everything fades to white.