At the festival, we dressed in yukata to blend in with the crowds and enjoy the event. All the guys wore a solid colored or striped yukata, whereas me and Kugisaki wore floral prints.
"You two have fun, I'm going to be hanging out with my two students since Megumi gets jealous whenever I'm with my niece!" Gojo fake cried, wiping his dry tears away with his index finger as he sniffed. He was so dramatic for what? Rather Megumi being jealous, it's more like wanting to kill Gojo instead. I don't know what Gojo did for Megumi to despise him. Yet then again, even the higher ups don't really like Gojo either. They just tolerate his behavior because of his power.
"Sensei, hurry up or else we're leaving you behind!" Kugisaki yelled, already disappearing from Gojo's side. Gojo really loves to cause a scene. I wish I knew why but he would refuse to go to a psychiatrist.
Being left alone with Megumi, I linked arms with him as I smiled at his neutral face. "You should smile more since you asked me to come! Shouldn't you at least look like you're going to enjoy this time with me?" How was Megumi going to ask me to a festival event but not wear a different facial expression? After knowing each other since young, he still can't show me other emotions besides annoyance. I can't crack this man. It's going to take me a thousand years to.
His blue orbs shifted down at me, and he forced a tight smile on his face. It wasn't a genuine smile at all. It creeped me out. His eyes darkened and lips stretched wide as his beautiful eyes reflected nothing. Gojo needed to come back and save me. I'm scared.
"Aha..." A nervous chuckle slipped from my lips, making me unlink my arm and shutter away. My eyes were glued to the ground now. "Smile on your accordance..."
"Come on, Kana." His hand appeared in my vision as I lifted my head to gaze at him. "Take my hand. Do you want to get lost in the crowd?" My heart leaped when he asked to take his hand. Although I knew he liked me, his facial expression didn't say it. It's so weird because even if I didn't know he harbored feelings for me, I wouldn't be able to tell. However, he's not discreet about his words either.
Hesitantly, I reached out for his hand. My hand grazed his skin before slowly intertwining our fingers together. This caused my heart to beat faster into cardiac arrest. I don't think we've ever held hands before. It's making me go crazy... As my brain was swirling in circles, I replied the wrong answer to his question. "...yes."
"Huh? Did you hear what I said? You know what, let's go." Megumi dragged me by the hand and took me around the area.
There were countless booths ranging from food to games. The area was lightened up by beautiful lanterns hanging above our heads as a lot of people attended the event. People were here with their friends and family, chatting and smiling away while they enjoyed the perfect night. Megumi was right; if I didn't hold his hand, I would've been swept away by my surroundings rather than the crowds. I tend to lose track of everything when my attention gets absorbed by something else.
Suddenly, a sweet smell of takoyaki caught my nose. Its savory smell danced up my nostrils causing my mouth to water so bad. "Hey Megumi," Just when I was going to tell him what was on my mind, he beat me first as he already knew right from the start.
"You want takoyaki huh?" Megumi appeared in my face, smirking as he read me like an open book. "I bet the smell made you hungry, and you were about to ask to eat some until I finished your sentence for you."
"How did you know?"
"Because I know you too well," His smirk turned to a gentle smile as his eyes stared kindly at me. Megumi lightly squeezed my hand, and we walked to the takoyaki stall.
The cold breeze blew in our direction while it maneuvered through our hair. My brown eyes watched his side profile. His black lashes were long and curled, and his nose and lips were defined. Megumi's handsome look made my heart go doki doki. Butterflies were traveling from my stomach to my chest. Why is it now that I'm feeling this? Before I was completely fine, but it wasn't until I heard about Megumi's feelings. Is my mind making me think deeper about my true feelings for him? Or is it because I'm fooling myself since I know how he feels? Love is complicated to understand.
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Don't Let Go, I Need You
FanfictionKana Ozaki embraces her cursed cycle of the first-born child dying before 18. She tries her best to think positively and explore the world around her despite fear of dying slowly eating her up. Kana doesn't want to die; she wants to live a life like...
