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Because it's always nice to have someone who'll hold you together when you're broken.
"Something wrong, honey?" Raku asks as the blonde plops down on the couch, her head in his lap. He always could sense it. When she was in a not so pleasant mood.
"Mm hmm otp mm," she mumbles into his shirt.
"Really? Maybe you should try watching a romcom to take your mind off of it," he suggests. Seemingly able to understand the incoherent ramblings of Chitoge.
"Gghh died nggg," she sobbed into his shirt.
"Geez Honey, who knew you were such a crybaby when it comes to your otp," Raku jokes as he weaves his hand through her blonde tresses to calm the sad fangirl.
"You'd understand if you watched it with me!" She suddenly leans on her arms to look him in the eye. "They were so perfect together, Raku! S-so p-perfect," she stutters, "but she- the girl died! S-she d-died!" Her lips were trembling and there were tears that were threatening to fall, and yet it made Raku chuckle.
Why? Because she looks so damn cute whenever she was frustrated with a pairing that was supposed to be canon had the other person not died. He realizes that Chitoge has been somewhat of a masochist these past few months. Always picking up romantic dramas here and there. Anime or manga.
"Don't laugh at me, stupid bean sprout!" She starts to feebly punch his chest, something that hurt very much even though she wasn't at full strength.
"Alright, gorilla girl. That's enough. Exerting too much energy isn't good for a broken heart, or at least that's what you told me before," Raku says as he takes hold of her wrists and holds them at her sides.
He then cups her face in his hands and starts to wipe away the tears with his thumbs. She's avoiding his gaze because she hated how a simple story could break her. He, on the other hand, wore an understanding and content smile, happy that she wasn't afraid of showing him her weak moments.
"Now, what do you want? Ramen? Ice cream? Cake? Food will make anything better, you said that too," he tells her with a smile.
"I-I just want to stay here," she proceeds to hug Raku and bury her face in his chest. Something that takes him by surprise.
"O-okay," he replies nervously. Then he realizes what must've brought this on. "Are you're clamping onto me because you think I'll kick the bucket like your character? You don't have to worry about me, you know" he pinches her cheeks to try and make her laugh.
"And she didn't kick the bucket! It was taken from her!" She rants.
"Okay! Okay! You win," he surrenders.
"And who says I'm worried?" She defends, a light blush tinting her cheeks.
"Says your life threatening hug," he laughs lightly.
"Shut up, bean sprout."
"Here, have some shut eye. You'll feel better after it," he aligns their bodies along the sofa and they wiggle until they find a good position. Her on top of him with their arms around each other and her head on his chest. It takes a while, but he hears it. The soft melody of her breathing, and now, he can read his shounen manga in peace.
A/N: Like it? Thanks for reading! Comments and critics please. Ideas are welcome too. God speed!