Note: Originally posted on LJ 9th June 2009.
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Crush
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"You know," Kaoru said, taking his attention from the cheesy chic-flick playing on her new TV. "It's called a 'crush' for a reason."
He blinked for a moment before smiling sadly. "Yeah, but Tomoe…Tomoe was…more than a crush."
She returned his grimace – for it didn't count as a smile – and squeezed his hand. She didn't know how the older woman could've even considered turning this man down when she, herself, would give anything to be in her shoes. No, she didn't understand her and she damned her time and time again in her head for leaving him heartbroken for her to deal with. He wasn't the only one in love, after all, and it made things complicated. Like how he had appeared at her doorstep, crashed in her couch and leaned into her, borrowing warmth. Sighing, she kept silent of her discomfort out of consideration of the poor man; he knew nothing of her feelings, after all. Silly, dense man.
Out loud, she mumbled a reply to his broken statement. "I know," she said. Lending her shoulder for his suddenly too heavy head, she closed her eyes. One-sided love was a bitch.
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