We don't need memories? (Suna Rintarou X OC Fanfiction)

25.

"Doesn't it get lonely here?"

"Nah. I like it here alone."

"It's no wonder you only eat Chuupets for breakfast." She yelled from the kitchen. "Can I use these ingredients? I'll be cooking."

"Go ahead." I replied, sitting up. "Just don't burn the house down."

Hearing her laugh, I too let out a small snicker before leaning my back on the soft cushions as I propped both of my feet on top of the table in front of me. Taking my phone out of my bag, the first thing I usually do is to check my gallery to review what clips and photos I've taken during the day.

I was expecting some embarrassing picture of the twins or Kita-san, but what filled my phone was pictures and videos I absent-mindedly and unknowingly took of Shinyya.

Though I don't mind spending some gigabytes of my phone's memory just for her.

I scrolled through the countless pictures, a small smile gracing my face every time I come across a picture of her, in which I always do, while also playing some music—

"Ah shit!" I heard Shinyya cursed, hissing in somewhat like pain.

"You okay bub?" I called, standing from the couch as I walked to the kitchen.

Upon reaching, I found her staring at her palm, deep in thought. The sight of it made me frown as I walked towards her, propping my left elbow on the counter while I snaked my other arm around her waist.

She flinched at the sudden touch, but it was enough to snap her back to reality as she turned to me with an unreadable expression.

"You okay?" I asked again.

She nodded, replying, "Just thinking about something that I lightly grazed my hand on the pot."

I squinted my eyes, taking her hand with my left hand and slowly brought it closer to my face. I examined her palm, seeing nothing but just her skin a little redder from the heat.

I pressed my lips on her palm, pulling away after a few seconds as I looked up and met her blue eyes. "Better?"

"I-idiot." She stammered, blushing as she looked away. "It was nothing."

Snickering, I let go of her hand and watch her go back to what she was doing awhile ago with my arm still carelessly draped around her waist.

As I stare at her, the more I thought hard about what Atsumu said that got her changing her mind about going here. What did he actually mean by that? He? Who is 'he'?

"Bub."

"Hm?"

"What did Atsumu mean earlier when he said: 'He's back'." I said bluntly and directly, feeling her stiffen as she tensed up. "Who is he talking about?"

"A-ah, nothing important." Shinyya replied as she nervously laughed, and even without the stutter it was obvious to me that she was lying, of course I expected it but why can't she just tell me?

"Who's 'he'?"

"No one."

"Come on bub. You're obviously lying. What are you hiding?"

"N-nothing important...I promise, Rinrin." She muttered in reply as she avoided my eyes. "It's nothing to be worried about, okay?"

Seeing your mood drop is enough to make me worry. What part of this is something not to worry about? I knitted my eyebrows, unwrapping my arm from her waist as I stood straight.

"Hey, look at me." My voice came out less stoic as I grabbed her chin and make her face me, tilting her head for our eyes to lock gazes. "You know you can tell me everything?"

Shinyya was frowning; a dull look in her eyes as we stared at each other. "Seriously...it's nothing important."

"If you say so." I sighed. "I won't force you to tell me things you're not comfortable of sharing, bub. But I can help you if you do, you know I won't judge."

"It's just that...I'm sorry." She looked away. "It's hard to explain, Rin. I'll tell you when I'm ready."

That's better. I mentally smiled, nodding. I tucked a strand of black hair behind her ear, resting my fingers on the back of her head as I pulled her closer to me.

I placed my lips on her forehead, resting there for a bit as I felt her relax in my grip. Pulling away, she was finally back to her old self — the smiling and energetic one — that made me mentally sigh in relief.

"Let go, I'm cooking." She joked, laughing.

Rolling my eyes, I lightly pushed her away and proceeded to helping her make dinner.