Vibes of missing you…
(One-Shot)
Her eyes lowered, softly moistening when he didn't get up from his seat and instead picked another drink to sip it rather slowly, eyeing her carefully, confident and cool about the belief that she isn't noticing. Kai, Max had left few minutes back and Ray just got up, beckoning Tyson if he was leaving with him along.
He had just shrugged and Ray gave a knowing nod to him, smiling at Hilary a bye. He thanked her for hosting a welcome party along with them at her house on Tyson's arrival back to Tokyo after 3 months. They all had helped her but she was the main figure, making arrangements since almost a week for his arrival.
She had resisted the urge to just hug him tight and cry right there when he'd showed up at her home, right with his suite from airport. He looked beat and was panting half way. Yet he had an overwhelmingly relieved and satisfied look on his face when his eyes softly met hers across the doorway. He gave her a smile, and it was enough for her to read his mind halfway. Before he would watch her smile back, Max and Daichi has launched a tight hug at him, choking him hilariously. She had laughed at them, wiping a tear away.
Now when he was seated two feet away from her on the sofa, both alone after the excited chaos on his arrival since an hour has ended, she felt a warm thrill run down her entire body.
"I missed you." He said slowly. A tear rolled down vaguely down her eye which she subtly wiped off without him noticing.
"Me too," she sighed in disbelief of how hoarse her voice sounded. Was it the built up of anger and yearning for him for these three months? He had not returned her feelings...
Before he had left, in the flow of frustration when Ray and Max teased her about him, she had bluntly confessed her feelings for him in front of them. He was startled to know about it when Max told him later. Two days later, he'd left the town. To make it worse for Hilary, though unintentionally, Max again told Hilary that Tyson had known of her feelings which he had pretended to be oblivious off. That had done it. She couldn't fight if what she felt for him when he was gone, if she was fighting vibes of missing him with or if she was feeling utterly indignant for him not reciprocating her feelings.
Her eyes blurred out, tears obscuring her vision, she didn't noticed when he'd gotten up and stood just next to her. She shivered in the small couch where she was seated. She doubted it she was feeling frozen numb or bristled when he had leaned and pecked on her head, deeply and sincerely apologetically. She pursed her lips when his hand has crawled across her neck and touched, pushing back her long hair that was concealing half of her face.
"I'm sorry, but, I love you too." He whispered, his voice half tipsy, half tender, yet so raw.
All she could think was of her burning aches quenching down when he had gently picked her up in his arms and climbed upstairs, knowing that she felt more comfortable in some place which was accordingly private. Silent but her face was ruined in lines of both dried and new tears now when he held her hands, kneeling before her feet. The comfort of her bed on which she was seated right now felt harder beneath her.
"Please, say something." He squeezed her hand,
She petulantly yet hurriedly shook her head in no.
He smiled at her and gently pecked the back of her fingers, "Do you want me to stay?"
She gave a small nod.
Her eyes finally lifted off and met his. And when he gazed fully into her eyes, the large and beautiful ruby eyes, his heart quivered for a second. Shining and bright, obscured by tears, infinite love flowed for him. When she genuinely smiled by her trembling tears, he got up.
If he had known before that him leaving her had this impact on her, he would have never left her ever.
"I'm never leaving...I promise." He said in such an honest and sturdy tone that she got up, and before she had thrown her arms to hug him, he already had pulled her in a warm and craved hug, causing her to gasp pleasantly, locking the moment with final words, "I missed you too, especially your calloused hands' rough touches."
A/N: Well, this was written as a part of prompt request sent to me by Velox-the-knight. There were 2 prompts that were requested for TyHil and I'd coupled them on a single shot. It has been posted in tumblr. The prompts are quoted in italics, selected from a post on tumblr, just note.
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