Shuichi pressed his hands into his hair, staring at the ceiling.
Last night echoed through his mind on repeat.
From the fireworks.
Kokichi's smile.
Their conversations.
And Kokichi running.
But that was fine, Shuichi thought, Shuichi probably stressed Kokichi out, or Kokichi needed a small break.
He could always check on Kokichi soon, to make sure he truly was okay.
For now, Kokichi needed time.
Shuichi shook his head, the biggest thing he was thinking about, was Kokichi himself.
A boy who got stuck on his mind in loop for a few hours, or more, every single day.
What was this?
Shuichi groaned.
He blushed so much when Kokichi touched him very slightly. Kokichi's voice was very nice to listen to.
The shine in his eyes were so nice.
The smiles.
Shuichi really liked Kokichi, he was amazing.
Wait...
What?
The thought hit him like a train.
Shuichi liked Kokichi.
He thought it without thinking.
Liked.
Liked?
Shuichi thought for a few moments, did he really really like Kokichi?
Kokichi's body pressed against his the night before, how his heart pounded in his chest.
How Kokichi smiled so brightly, and Shuichi thought things were going to be okay.
Shuichi sat up.
How did he not feel it before?