Review...? *puppy dogs eyes* No...? Ok. :(
We're out of time, we're out of time and it's still the same
"You like her don't you?"
"S-Shut up baseball freak! I'm just doing this so the Tenth doesn't have to!"
"Ah…I didn't know you were the possessive type Gokudera."
"I'm not! Hey, stop laughing!"
"…I didn't know you could cook Gokudera."
"There's a lot of things you don't know about me. Now shut up and eat."
"Mmm…Thank you for the food."
You gently separated the chop sticks and dug into the food that Gokudera prepared. Since the day that you were placed into the hospital he came to your apartment and started cooking for you or, if he was too busy, brought some food over. You were surprised but nonetheless grateful.
"…Shouldn't you be protecting Tsuna right about now?"
"I asked the baseball freak to do it today."
"That's very mature of you."
"S-Shut up!"
You let a small smile cross your lips. Gokudera notices this and blushes a little. He shakes his head and stands up to scan the books in your shelf.
"You've got a lot of books."
"I like to read."
Gokudera nods and continues to scan the books. He picks up one and flips it but a picture drops and he stops to pick it up. He looks at it and a frown takes over his features.
"How long have your parents been gone?"
"…Ten years."
"Did they try to contact you?"
"You ask a lot of questions don't you?"
"Hey! If you eat the food I make the least you could do is answer my questions."
You smiled a bit and nod.
"No…They never tried to contact me."
"Do you hate them?"
"…No."
He let it drop when he heard the sadness in your voice as he placed the picture of you as little kid back. Smiling while being held by both your parents.