"Suga-kun, are you okay?" Shiori knelt beside the usually tall man, who was now curled into a small ball on the ground. Shiori wondered what had happened. Earlier that day, her friends had visited the museum, and were all quite impressed with it. She had done a good job of guiding them through the museum, and was feeling rather proud of herself. After they left, she was planning to tell Suga how well it had went, and maybe cook up a feast to reward them both for their hard work.
However, she found Suga in his room like this, his head buried in his arms, refusing to talk or look up. All he did was shake his head whenever Shiori asked him what was wrong. Shiori tried to remember, perhaps it was something her friends had said or done? They did say some mean things about Suga, but she cut them off firmly by telling them that he was family. And that he wasn't weird, just a bit nervous and shy. Yes, that was it. Suga must've heard them.
"Suga-kun..." Shiori pried his arms away from him, and took his hand in hers, "it's okay, they meant it as a joke."
Suga turned his head the other way, and picked up the pen and paper beside him.
Don't bother. I'm just a burden.
Somehow reading this made Shiori angry. Angry at her friends who made Suga feel this way. Determined to convince Suga otherwise, she grabbed his shoulders violently shook him, much to his alarm, and said, "for goodness sake, stop thinking that way! Why would I move here if I thought you were a burden? I came here for you, Suga! Stop saying things like this! It only upsets me when you're sad."
Suga looked up at Shiori, his eyes wet with tears, "I'm sorry, Shii-chan...don't be upset."
"Then cheer up and stop crying! Stop thinking so lowly of yourself!"
Suga took one look at Shiori, who was staring fiercely at him, then averted his gaze in shame. That's right. He wanted Shiori to be safe and happy. Locking himself in and crying was no way to achieve that.
Sighing, he nodded at Shiori to indicate that he was okay, and slowly got up on his feet. Shiori then gave him an encouraging smile. She took his hand and pulled him out of the room, "alright, that's my Suga-kun! I'll cook your favourite things for dinner tonight!"