"What are you doing here?" you questioned, shock lacing in your voice at his intrepid appearance; he wasn't afraid of bursting into a girl's room at all, was he? You brought a plush pillow into your lap, squishing it against your body as the door closed behind Matatagi and he set down his bag by it.
"That's my question. You haven't been at school," he countered bluntly. He came over to your bed, sitting on the edge of the lush mattress, and depressing into the fluffy foundation. Taking a look now, you had to have of slept with thicker, and feathery blankets than he ever would in his life. Probably.
You brought the pillow up to your face, concealing your face as you envelope your head in it, god he didn't notice the horrendous puff of plum-colored swelling still occurring at your nose? "I'm still bruised," came your muffled answer, and he definitely couldn't decipher what you said with that pillow stuffed in front of you like that.
He heaved a huff, "I can't hear you, you know." and then, being as unceremonious as always, he promptly tore the white pillow away from you forcibly; revealing your tattered face to him. Matatagi was surprised to a moderate degree by getting a glimpse of your face like that, it's been a couple of days and he had expected every trace of that fight to vanish from your face within a smaller time frame: apparently you bruised easily. "You're skipping school because you don't want people to see? You could just lie saying you fell down the stairs if needed," he shrugged. It's something you'd end up doing, you're too clumsy.
"Humph! No one would believe that!" you whined, puffing out your cheeks fatuously. Simmering down that childish mannerism, you blew out air and sighed. "I'd rather not risk it. Besides, it's really ugly isn't it?" you grimaced as you said that, it was insipid in mouth to recite that.
Involuntarily, he had the pillow in his lap and his own hands clenched the case, squashing the contents in his wrath. "I've seen worse. It's not like you can help it anyway." there was a pause in his voice, head down casting momentarily as he breathed out the words 'stop complaining' vehemently.
"I know that! ... You're right, I'm sorry." Although apologizing was pointless, what you should really be focusing on is the fact, which almost flew right over your head, that Matatagi took notice that you were absent and actually showed up at your place to see how you were doing! "Did you miss me? From school I mean."
Hesitant to answer, he nodded his head and forced a smile as he riveted his gaze onto you. "Yeah. I have no one to walk home with me," he blurted out.
"Then I'll come tomorrow for sure. I don't want you to feel lonely anymore," you surmised, a vivacious wink flying his way as you promised that. The corners of Matatagi's fake smile genuinely tugged upwards more, something about your words rattling his ribcage with a tender warmth, but he also felt that black abyss at the back of his mind blacken as he heard the word 'lonely'.
He wasn't lonely. He didn't need you causing constant clamor at his side to alleviate any false feelings, if there was one thing, one thing Matatagi Hayato wasn't...it was lonely.
Why does his stoney heart say otherwise?
a/n; It sounds like he'll go dark side soon, but...not for a while from what I have planned haha. I have like two more 'arcs' thought out before that fateful event, yes. The next 'arc' will be...smutty, and will definitely have a lot more ~romance~!
Thank you for reading~!
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