Gokudera
They had been together for quite a long time. Long enough to see and understand the true meanings of the words they threw at each other.
"You idiot," she said as she opened the door for him. He was covered in cuts and bruises, with bandages wrapped around bigger wounds here and there.
Welcome home.
"Shut up, bitch," was his reply as he nearly stumbled into the room.
I'm home.
She immediately grabbed the first-aid kit and started to peel off the band-aids that were hastily taped to some wounds that weren't big enough for bandages.
As she tended to his wounds, her eyes glossed slightly, though no one but he would have noticed it.
"Che," was all that he said as he looked away.
Don't cry, I'm still alive, aren't I?
A small smile appeared on her face as she blinked the tears away, not replying directly.
I know.
"Oi, be careful!" he exclaimed as she continued to tend his wounds.
I love you.
"Then do it yourself next time, idiot," was her harsh reply.
I love you too.
